Lyrics:
at you when I walk by
You turn yo head, she wink her eye
I can't help if she checkin' for a platinum type of guy
She be callin' me daddy, and I be callin'
Got blessings fallin out the sky and I say cy-cy-men (amen)
I'll be tellin both my kids your dad a great great man
Hit after hit coz I'm the shit I
heere with me
I need you by my side
Don’t give it to no one else
Cause they are not the guy
Baby just be with me
You know I’ll change your life
Is it mine
a new set of speakers
I know this your song, baby come and make a remix
I know this your song, baby come and make a remix
Let's make a remix, I can be
chillin
Said she wanna ride But she can’t ride unless we drillin
And if she got a big ol ass I swear to god I gotta feel it
Speeding thru the city They be
am not y'all (niggas)
Couple pages out the calendar and I'm out y'all
Kid listen, pay attention, you don't wanna be me
It's safer to watch it
I used to be at Mars with Flex; now everything changed
He was the only one in the room DJing - empty room
He was cool back then, used to talk
it comes to the gas
By no means average
She's on when she's got to have it
Baby, you're a perfect ten, I wanna get in
Can I get down, so I can win
'm to the field, I feel like Pablo (one on one)
One on one, slap a thousand of them, dry slow (one on one)
12 can't stop shit, I feel like Ralo (uh-uh), yeah
Real
'm to the field, I feel like Pablo (one on one)
One on one, slap a thousand of them, dry slow (one on one)
12 can't stop shit, I feel like Ralo (uh-uh), yeah
Real
Y'all know what this is
D-Block
Oh yeah by the way
This is the remix
Who!
You can kiss your ass good-bye
D-Block D-Block D-Block D-Block
La
the views this my peak
That's my word that's my word
Unfortunately I've just received word that 12 has arrived so
This will be the last song for the night
Smell like a money counter
Water drip, I left from the fountain
Pick picks, I walk on the counter
Smokin' gelato by the pound
I hit the pussy for 12
to your trap like what kind of hood is this
I could never fuck with 12, but you make me wanna snitch
How the fuck these niggas pussy but be acting like some
you hit it, missed like shootin bricks
Son, my beats are hype so I don't need a remix
Porn Theatre Ushers, we're oozing pestilence
Me plus this beat
It's like 2 in the morning
TV on but I ain't really watching it though
I just don't wanna feel like I'm by myself
Cus then I'll start thinking
We
wanna be like me and me
Tryna blow up like TNT
But not for the cash or the p’s and green
Just by myself repping 3 and 3
Open doors are what I seem to see
gonna use the same verse? (Sheesh)
Issa motherfucking remix
Lil Waterboi now I'm back in my hometown
Where my ABGs? Nguyen-iana buss down (Buss it down
a broken gun
Got you doing more dances than Puffy's son
All you groupies that wanna get took
You gotta be 12 years old with a coloring book
And anybody
Wish I knew you could be so selfish
Woulda left you if I felt it
I know you can't help it
You love to leave me helpless
I could do bad by my self
I
stickin' and movin', under my seat is my tool
And I keep it for any nigga wanna be trippin' or foolin'
I'm just bumpin' my music as I'm spinnin' the ben
just like him and end up in there
Wanna be just like my uncle and end up with some squares
Probably some Bells, low key, duckin' from 12
I might skip
would spray broad day ain't nothin'
The lilac one AK doing somethin'
I'm immuned to the drama
Act a fool if you wanna
Lean in my pocket, 40 calb by
not a game
The steel cold if I unload the pistol
May His soul be witchu
I know BARS who you wanna be Ars'
That's why you stole those initials
Fuck who
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