Lyrics:
Ya know we peepin' y'all
Slow-motion-style
Pacific Ocean-style (Wh-what?)
[Verse one]
I'm in a rowdy-ass club
There's hella-bitches all around me
Ah bare style dem
Style dem
Style dem style
Bare style dem style
Dem style, Style dem
Style dem, style
Bare sussy, bare talk
You know how much bad
ya, shank ya whole style when I gank
Guard your rank 'cause I'ma slam your ass in the paint
Puffy weaker than the fuckin' block I'm runnin' through,
Like oh wow, lookin' for a style cause I get it now
Like oh wow, you been tryna' put me down but I get it now
Like oh wow, you tryna' put up a smile
All right!
Stop whatcha doin'
'Cause I'm about to ruin
The image and the style that ya used to
I look funny
But yo I'm makin' money, see
So yo world
prepared
Kappa and white tees is all that I wear
LV cologne, I move alone
Pull out the style said bitch I'm in the zone
Hoe ima vibe, this shit for life
I
told me no one ever told me it's going out of style
I won't be petrified singing someone else's song that's not mine
No one ever told me no one ever told
ya, shank ya whole style when I gank
Guard your rank 'cause I'ma slam your ass in the paint
Puffy weaker than the fuckin' block I'm runnin' through,
thing together
I want you to stand on up, now I got somethin' to tell ya'
I told ya' how to think about it, now I want to tell how to get the thing
to medicate
Don't want us to meditate
Genes of generations gone by
Calcifying the 3rd eye, I lie
Don't want us to illuminate
Now all my brothers say ya ya ya
Ya
friend
No
I want you all to myself
I even went and told my mom about ya
Even went and wrote a song about ya
Even made you a poster with pictures of both us
Who told you I ain't fine
I got a big back ting and they come one two 3 at a time
I never gave no signs but I thought I should tell you I'm just
know i'm really feelin yo style
ya know i wanna chill with a balla so
Lets get down!
[BABY:]
Ay! I see what cha doin' lil bow wow (uh-huh)
Ya had
Don't be selfish with the drink
Shit she broke my heart give me the bottle
I can tell you want it by the moonlight
Hit you style wild because ya
get me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy
Oh yeah, I feel crazy
Time goes by, puffin' on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy
Oh
alright.
Cause I'll be spittin' this game to you all damn night.
When I was 3 years old,
Straight pimp game I was told.
My daddy sent me to pimp
Yeah, we could be superstars (I gotta get this off my chest, ya heard me?)
We been rather wreckin' cars (ayy bro, is that Jambo?)
I forgive you for
in holy water and take lighting showers
Use Posiedons wife blouses as a towel and by now ya
Wondering just how the fuck I do just what I do...
50
Sharp like cold crystal
Yo my niggaz told istal?
I don't eat the beef pork or the goat tissue
Black I blast a missile penetratin through ya radar
life stats made Jordan's six rings seem common
Ya'll hate I retalliate just by being great
Big Will the enemy of your mental state.
With the same rhyme I
is lava
Nigga that's just me
When I move smell marijuana
Nigga that's just me
Beezy told me switch the style up
But Nigga that's just me
Man they say
Jam? Remember Meth Man?
I held your hand through them years when ya'll was stressed, fam
That's why I still love you and Russell still hustle
Let's get
the crib no one left.
Turned up cool
Glacier and a Beamer
With my fam by myside
Fuck them others
Told her wait
Aye Aye
Living life like no other
Controlling
ya not to fuck with me I told ya
I told ya I told ya
Fuck apologies it was nice to know ya
By the time it said and done you all are gonna hear me
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