Lyrics:
I'm on another planet
And it only kinda made 'em look at me like I was stupider
Now they askin' which planet, is it Jupiter?
So I let the money show
you
Step one
Let's talk the facts
I was down bad, cold as fuck
And had no place to eat
So I got to it
Pocket's getting fat they look obese
I'm ah whack
I'm takin this rap shit serious, to my demise
Jay shit's like cake mix, watch me rise
Basics in the basement, waste it
Asking my dog for advice so
toss your clothes like a salad
When it's all over put your vote in my ballot (what?)
It's my diner, I'm Mel, and you're Alice
Spend a night, in Little
I hear the phone its calling
Cant call you back right now
I'm busy in the bando
Mashing mango
Breakin down
120 heat on a baking sheet
We cook it
don't feel, just these designer clothes
You see the Gucci kicks, look how I match those
Hit that pose, everywhere I go I'm dripping frost ice
My neck
squash that
This is how we do it
We 'bout the lettuce, toss that
God damn it's so crazy
Such a particular case
My man Louis G look like he
Just came back
crazy, fussin and fightin
I know she love me cause ya look just like me
Day you came into this world I was so excited
Eleven twenty-one double-zero, my
promise
Bitch, I been poppin' these pillies by two and by three and by four
I'm just bein' real honest How about the bag and the brick
Now the drugs
Yeah, we 'bout it 'bout it, like no limit (Look, ay, say)
I'ma hit the stain, then split it, yeah
Fuck a .30, yeah we totin' big shit, yeah
Talk behind my
Bitch'll never get a ring like CP3
Ain't no coffee in my cup, bitch
I'm drinking lean
Caught him broad day, easy breezy
I ain't need a beam
12 had to let me
Louis on me lil shawty she loving it
Got Mickey D's and I trap by the G
She know that I'm V and she feeling on me
She wanna fuck cause she like my
ain't really from the streets, you a cuber, damn
If I catch you like it, bitch, I might be in the hood
I'm always at the school, shawty said I look cool
Throw your hands in the sky, nigga
I'm stickin' ice picks on the tip of ya dick
Give your testicles a swift kick, ain't that some shit?
Am I hard
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
They're watchin', we're so in the air, we ain't never comin' back
Uh, I'm on my way to the top, nothin' holdin' me back
You should be here by my side
my clothes is pricey
In Louis Vuittons, no Nike's
I'm Nino Brown, you Ice-T
Snitchin' equals dead bodies
(Snitchin' equals dead bodies)
Nigga
so fine, took me by surprise, like, "Uh-huh"
I'm with my guys, love 'em like brothers, uh-huh
It's hammer time, we visitin' mothers, uh-huh
G-Wag
Take a picture of my ice
And it's breakin' the lens
I'd just love to take a pic in the Benz
She go sell her pussy, I get a percent
Look at my neck and my
the moon like ayy
Lyrics go crazy I'm like Dahmer
We ballin our way through the limelight
Lately I'm feeling like the times right
You don't gotta have
the rain, yea I see it
They think ion peep it
They think my eyes closed like I'm mf sleepin
Fuck me nasty like a mf demon
Yea I want you but no I'll never
alright
I know what's wrongs and I know whats right
Want my drink strong put that on ice
Tryna be gone by end of the night
See them those eyes see them
[Originally by 50 Cent]
No shorty, it's Beyonce,
We gonna' party like, it's ya birthday,
We gettin' naughty like, it's ya birthday
So put ya drink
Yaeeyaae uh huh uh huh brrr
We be clubbin'
Heyy hey heyy heyy look here look here first of all I want to welcome
All y'all broke ass
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