Lyrics:
mad fly (say hello)
They say I'm a menace (hello)
That's the picture they paint
They say a lot about me
Let me tell you what I ain't (say hello)
Ya I don't know why you treat me so motherfucking bad
You ain't gonna realize whats you got till its gone, thats real
You gets no loving, babe
and scheming on companies I got to hit up
I'm gonna split em lord knows I'm gone get em
Put ya hands up if you know ain't no one as real as these
Speaking bout
come and get this work
I'll never get off, you know a boss don't sleep
Tell your R&B nigga with a six-pack
I ain't with the chit-chat, we can really get
black ain't givin you vapors
And try to put you up on game and try to show ya
That if you ain't black, you besta get a white lawyer
Cuz I'ma tell ya
don't we just wait till the end of the night
Why don't we just wait
Why don't we just wait
So I can make you mine
So I ain't gonna give up
Yeah I ain't
999, oh-oh
I'm just tryna fuck his main bitch (Woah, woah, woah)
I'm just totin' on my stainless (Gang, gang, gang, gang)
Nigga, fuck ya
breath
Hot, ain't gonna flock a verse
All ya birds chirpin' gettin' on my nerves
I just wanna smoke herbs, bring it on you perves
More money, fuckin'
gonna be like me
Ain't nobody gonna be like me
Ain't nobody gonna turn up like me
Look who walked up in this club through the door
Tell your friends
hundred pounds, how he gonna catch me, son?
This ain't serious
Being broke can make you delirious
So we rob and steal so our ones can be bigger
50
of a hog
I'm ok with smog
cs long as it is made by the OG Lion Snoop Dogg
West Coast might be the best coast
But down south just ask Jethro
cnd he'll tell
gonna put this thang to ya head
The whole click pull chicks don't brag
Tell em freeway sad if it ain't bout head
Go head, you think its bout change
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
you something
A little more than nothing
Just want to tell you that I love ya (love you)
And I ain't gonna run from ya
Boy you make me feel like I ain't
ain't really gettin' bricks
Its official man ya n***** ain't s***
Tell 'em I said that!
He n**** lying everytime you hear rhymin'
He don't talk
platinum, seen it on them tarots before
So I know how it is all gonna go down
Gotta go more uptown, more in the cloud
'Cause didn't ya know by now, I'm
No more games is about positivity
And positivity is not about being soft
It's about being smart
You sucker
Ain't It Funky
Yeah we're gonna
Metal in the duffel
I'm all about my chips
I gets my ruffles
Joey I got ya
These boyz bluffing
I'm doin' the hulk hogan but they ain't sayin' nothin'
[Soulja Boy]
Hey whats up whats up dis ya boy Soulja Boy Tell 'em,
When you get dis message, pack ya bags,
Cause we going on a trip (trip)
[Soulja Boy]
Hey whats up whats up dis ya boy Soulja Boy Tell 'em,
When you get dis message, pack ya bags,
Cause we going on a trip (trip)
It
Ain't No Sense In Waitin Around, Nigga Bullshittin
Stand Up, Stand Up, Stand Up, Stand Up
Get Up On Ya Feet N' Man Up, Man Up
Ain't No Sittin Around
to your house by me is over
[Chorus]
Ya'll gonna learn Chinese
Ya'll gonna learn Chinese
Ya'll gonna learn Chinese
When the pumps come out, ya
too far
Just a little joke to show how homophobic you are
And who can blame ya
Boy Meets World
I'm trying to find a new Topanga
And bang her out,
(Georgia)
Everybody drowned, and
Everybody died, but baby I'm still praying which ya
Everybody crying but (Georgia)
Ain't nobody tried, there's no doubt
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