Lyrics:
pop this X until im lying in the grave
Ain't no way around it i love it i'll never change
living in the same way
You always wear a smile
You're love it fast, and you live wild
Short lifespan, but ain't life grand?
Copper kettles,
it fast and you live wild
Short lifespan but ain't life grand?
Copper kettles, different kinds of tin
There goes salesman and he's sailin' high
Yeah, this the Shady Records mixtape (yeah)
Invasion, mixed by the Evil Genius (50 Cent, Lloyd Banks, Tony Yayo)
G-Unit
This rap shit plays
(Hmmm)
I'm here passing through
To say hello to you
For a brief while
Before it all passes by
We're gonna have a grand old time (Time, time)
Pain ain't nothin' to me
But it leads me to wonder why
I was fine when I ain't had you
(You, you, you-youuu)
The green ain't nothin' to me
And lately
love
Swap out durags like it's hat love
See you down the street imma call that's that cat love
Wanna see each other both win made a pack love
If you hear
feel no sorrow
Them pearly gates ain't open, damned that I am caught
She say "baby" like she never did love me
She say "baby, get your ass off the floor
you ain't with it then don't waste your time at all
Biggie Smalls, and you don't stop
All my love dreams that I've had
And my dreams are very special
difference to me
Ain't we all just Japanese
When we're high on love
Now march by the terror in the east by the terror in the west
God and Allah would be
Than to get caught without it,
Cause it ain’t no love from the other side,
And we might end up with a homicide,
Lot changed from a youngin,
We prayin
ring
If I could trust you by my side we'll be a better team
Girl, you know I'm with you, hundred grand, try to understand
I'm a busy man (but baby
taught me how to go down south
He really really tried to hurt me hurt me
I really love his thug and gangsta style
Yo we got chicks in the living room
to work my body
He really taught me how to go down south
He really really tried to hurt me hurt me
I really love his thug and gangsta style
Yo we got
to work my body
He really taught me how to go down south
He really really tried to hurt me hurt me
I really love his thug and gangsta style
Yo we got
ain't get to playin
Yeah I got to put em in the sand
Yeah he love love how I plan
Yeah yeah yeah keep it a gram
Flow so aquatic
Hit you like a tidal wave
grand of whiskey shots
How about the time I gave you birthday flowers
That's when you were my love and not a coward
How did this relationship turn sour?
This a regular day, counting money by the grand
Imma leave it to fate, let it lead me to the bands
Sorry you could never be me
I been working for a while
leasing my estate
100grand in my hands why lie
All the hoes pull up when a nigga ride by
Pink mink on the sink Nique a fly guy
Wet ya shirt up like im
me hard to come by, it's only a handful
Ain't no money in the world that make me give my mans up
I know how it feel to think everybody against you
in every line
From what I say to how I speak Is put together very fine
I'm locking in this every time Ain't nothing worth it, come easy
This me
understand
& I know that you’re the one
And it feels like I’m in love
I never thought I’d feel this way
But you make it all okay
And I’ll be waiting by
, you're my MVP
Never taking the bench
And I love that you stuck by my side
Over a year of grand amor
So when I sing this song to you
Please don't cry, te
and the bitches
(Right in my hand)
I got the plugs in the cut
(Out by the stand)
Ain't got no money but this henny is just right in my hand
Too lit
Two broads
On me
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