Lyrics:
to hear my bass go boom
Boom boom ba boom
The one two three, the three two one
Don't stop me know I've just begun
Don't cut me down, don't start no fight
that they ever showed
On Nick at night
And denace -N- spencer would be like one less
Than a few older women, when I get them two
Men to pause and by
on the coast of Mexico
Young kid badino
Smooth talkin lingo
Different El comino
Holler I don't mean to
Grew up with a small fuse
Due to what I been through
By
Samantha
Mix the gentlemen with gansta
We are not g's
I am not from your ends
I don't give a fuck what you've done
2 young g's, arms out, nobody move
wanna play with a Balmain boy
Girl #1 or girl #2?
Ima pick both, I don't wanna choose
Don't step up when I hop in the queue
Eyes on the prize, my eyes
in the Fanta (aye)
Mix it up, crush in the Fanta
Suck up them tears, don't let em drip
In the end, I'm the one, never let 'em slip
On a verse, I
the majority
I'm two steps ahead while they plotted it
Plans of a posthumous O'hene Savant by their operatives
Highly evolved software that manages
To perform
I still feel that I can't get nothing I want
When it comes to love
That ain't no love
Can't mix that up with lust
Don't mix that up with trust
Don
they be robbin'
As long as Big Boi's still livin', never standin' by my lonesome
Step up n****, if you want some
[Chorus: x2]
Ain't no thang but
back
My grandma
She grew up in Hungary
And I don't think
She was that poor
But at some point
The war started
And they sent her to
Auschwitz
And she
room
'Cause people like to hear my bass go boom boom boom ba boom
The one two three the three two one
Don't stop me know I've just begun
Don't cut
to the living room
'Cause people like to hear my bass go boom boom boom ba boom
The one two three the three two one
Don't stop me know I've just begun
Don
Why don't you come and talk to me
Right now
I want to meet ya before I leave
Step to me
Come and holla at me now
Sumthin' tellin me ya feelin'
and chiefing reefer for two days
Running from the law, living how I'm living, fuck 'em all
Bumping Triple Six
Hennessy in my cup, driving through the sticks
Who
Smoke up my throat
Healing the scabs
Why you mad
When I ask if you were happy
What we had
Two more thoughts away from the sand
God damn
Oh
Yeah
Watch ya step king
Watch ya step king
Watch ya step king
Watch ya step king
Watch ya step king
I smoke on mic like zips and rolled papers
had to run up them ends
Mix the logo that shit finna blend
Fresh to death mean I'm fresh till the end
Go make that money don't let that shit make you
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh shit
Scarface is on the mix
So yo suck a nigga dick
Or make a nigga rich or somethin' bitch
See I come from the place known
Ahhhhhhhhhhhh shit
Scarface is on the mix
So yo suck a nigga dick
Or make a nigga rich or somethin' bitch
See I come from the place known
bout that's not what they on
This a game of chess you niggas my pawns
Two steps ahead of ya I'm way far gone
Respect was earned did it all on my own
Mix, mix, stop now move around
Mix, mix, stop now move around
Steppin' up to the mic.
Mic 1, mic 2.
Rollin' step out the bathroom stall we got
(yeah)
I'ma I'ma put it on her (yeah)
I'ma I'ma put it on her (yeah)
Doing my two step off of club pure
The Girl walks by rocking christian diore
We
playing a game of knockout
I step fast on that dog shit it's like 50k or better
Should've kept her
Never solo bitch I ride round with them steppers
I don
She's all in the zone
All in the mix
She's all on the phone
Calling for that fix
She's one fly chick
That a mess up your life
Make you forget your
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