Lyrics:
you can't hold me
No scoring on me I'm a goalie
Driving a whip, it's a trolley
I'm rockin' 24 like I'm Kobe
I been outside with my homies
I might just
Back to the regular life when sun was still so bright we chillin' no fight
Got my homies like side by side we ain't even need a whip we just pull up with
game better finish me
Cause If I get back up man it's gone get tuff
To put down Quick da big dog
A new pedigree
I feel like it ain't no one ahead of me
ain't no pushin' me, bro might put you on a tee
Dot my eyes and cross my T's, bro might put you six feet or bro gon' put you on your feet
But bro can't
worse (worse)
member when the homies didn't have it so we still splurged (yeah)
Run into you crib we was Steelers (whew)
and I ain't talking Pittsburg
mill
You ain't live that life, you perpetrating
You wasn't really trapping circling birds of prey
You ain't have to beat no murder case
Man, you
Dakota he is from
Men from there are second to none
Hes on the run
Hes no fun
He can't go home
Hes on the run
He's on the run
He ain't fun
He can't go
probably wonder how I know
I miss them days when we was mobbin', we was robbin' just for fun
If you was fightin', then we fightin', jump 'em, ain't no one
I'm not an ATM machine (yeah, no, hey)
What do I do when I can't do what I do? (What)
How can I win, if I can't win with truth? (Oh)
Got a couple
honey
'Cause if they ain't got no money
They can't do nothin' for me but get out of my face"
"I know what you mean girl
It ain't no wild thing
none
You can't juice Ice Cube girl, cause I ain't the one
[Girl, you got to get these brothers for all the money
you can honey. Cause if they ain't
hear your name.
If you a fake bitch, ain't no thing
I'll pick up the phone and call Danine.
If I call Marie, I know for a fact
I'm gettin' fucked in
back and pull strings
Yeah yeah
Used to have that fuckin' title by name
Yeah yeah now that's nothin' but some
Fire to my flame, Yeah yeah
You ain't
Ain't have a crumb more than anyone I was hungry
Fucked up my trust so if you down to bust you gotta show me
Got some people plotting so I can't let these
none of my beef
I'ma ride to the end of the road if I have to
Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to
Steering wheel in my hand
Trying to hold it
bunz bunz (sh-she got)
Bunz, bunz bunz (said she got)
I like big bunz and I can not lie (lie)
So if you got some and I see you walk by (by)
I'm a get up
a second), were is the sack
You don't have to ask no questions just jump in the back
And leave your strap, cus there ain't none of that
Were we goin', it
none
I like my bunz fat and juicy
I don't want no saggy booty
tryna' do me naw
you can stop
I ain't touching nothing less the booty pop
got a milli like
you still gotta leave
Roaches can't live with me
Some of my homies roaches
And I'm mostly centipede
I got coworkers in cocoons
I'm mostly butter fly
Prolly gon still have fun while I die
As long as I still got love on my side
Huh, still got love on my side
They looking at me like I ain't gone make it
something that day
That stuck wit me
You can put me anywhere and I'ma live
And I can care less if a nigga fuck with me
These niggas know they can't fuck with
'bout college shit
I skipped that phase
And went straight
To talking baller shit
'Cause I don't have the funds
All I have is guns
No wonder you
Ain't pass
got that
Cobra and that bitch bite
I'm worth a couple millions I
Ain't tryna fist fight
I'm just tryna live life
Whip a couple foreigns, I ain't
Even
on mah toes to get cught up with these hoes
But see, it aint no fun if mah homies cant get a taste of it
Cuz u know I dont luv it
-DaBrat-
Oh, guess who's
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