Lyrics:
head
Shit, it just flew over the brain
I can't wait til the day
That I can't even count all my pape
I can't wait til the day
That I'm ridin' round
but DJs you ain't shit
'Cause you don't play shit, unless it's that gay shit
I'm straight off the slave ship, my style is ancient
I'm rich and I'm
on his Compton hat
Told me when I got older I would understand that
It's blood in blood out and ain't no turnin' back
Few summers went by and we moved
done killed before
Put a price on your head, it's over, you done
And I ain't gon' need to say,""After their guns""
We was out trappin' 'til we see
strong mind
Prayed for this life but now it dont even seem right
Waited my turn til God gave me the green light
And ya know it's over (Mane)
I told ya ,
the fuck up before I get my guns out
And I ain't playing no games
So check a nigga I ain't sayin no names
[Snoop Dogg]
How move it, who I move, but
Brees, I took the lead with a few tosses
New charges, it ain't over though, it's just beginning
I'm Curt Shilling, lookin' from the dugout, goin' for
I attended
Til '87 graduation came and I wasn't with it
Kicked out the house at the age of 18
No money for college, mmm, how should I handle
I'm glad I made it here
I saw you posted by the kitchen counter
With your clique around ya
Then I picked you out like I want that
& I got time
But
Hey, yeah, uh
It's a party over there, nah
It's a party over here, yeah
Fuck that bullshit
I ain't no Peter Piper, but I'll pay Peter to pipe
learned how?
And show the best version of self surrounded by these bloodhounds
How can you give your kids somethin' that you've never had?
The pressure from
in the
Middle of Lucky Landing
Hit them with a wiggle
They giggling when I'm dancing
Swivelling and jiggle my booty, it never stop
'Til the C4 blows
Just me and you
We by ourselves
Nobody seen us
Just when we left
You got a boyfriend
We ain't gon` tell
Dont say a word
Keep ..(it to yourself)
Chorus:
, shawty I had over Saturday
Never act away, and squirt ‘til she over saturate
She go hard in the dark
No chains, but see I’m getting’ it, even when
And people callin' it green
That smoke how much I like it
Again it's up to him
I need to let some shots off
And DJ Paul with Teflon also take that
was woke again, I'ma tell that story all over again (yeah)
Get rich first then get your homies rich, it works
They said I'd never switch it up
But
like I over rotated
And my level so high, that you cant locate it
Give me one night, I aint tryn soul mate it
I aint trippin, seen ya man, he aint got no
on with it
Yeah, ay, keep playing round with it
Throw you down and I stand there 'til they come with the gun that did it
Look, and I ain't bullshitting
Only
legs in a mess
And it's just over text, crazy how I just be read y'all ladies like books
Engine like 442, can't wait 'til I'm getting top in a coupe
For
Biscuit in the sofa, crocodile slippers
Butter on the table, white wine spritzer
Sometimes I overdo it, so I gotta do it over
I ain't worried that
a soldier
Troopin' in this path 'til the death won us over
So if life is a party begin to understand
Just like the DJ, we stayin' to the end
How you
started when I didn't wanna take the right one to fate
Told her over and over again that I'd date
Sold her a dream, the love was fraud
In the end, ain't
don't do drive by's we
Do pull ups like Sonic
Don't it, remind you of greatness
Leave your ass faceless
I battle you, take your heart
And then taste it
who can sin it?
Who can sin it? Twisted and been it, but if the funk ain't in it
My DJ always submitted to spin it
If I said that I meant it, don't
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