Lyrics:
that weekend
So fuck love, fuck it all, I'ma ride by my lonely
Me, myself and I, only people that know me
Ain't no bitch that's ride or die, put that
the pain
Bitch I'm Lord Dorakun
Meet me 101 let's see who gone stay true
Real shit
Burn through the bands on some real shit
Come up from the dark that's
mobbing through the lobby
That faggot tried to rob me
"No hoe" like d-lo bitch
I feel like Rikki-Tikki-Tavi
I think the copper saw me
But I ain't chain
how she be lookin' at my diamonds
Ain't gon' lie that bitch fine ass hell
Ain't gon' lie that bitch like
She makes them birds sing like Patti LaBelle
y'all ain't gotta feel the same pain
That put a nigga like me on the mainframe
Bow down, back up nigga, I'm hot now
And don't try to resuscitate me,
ain't nothing but a dope man's bitch
Do what he say and you keep your mouth shut
Poppin' that trash might get you fucked up
Will sit and cry if
know I live my life into the fullest inch i do
He ain't know I fucked his bitch why he thinks she's thick why
He ain't know I keep them choppas full with
got hoes
That ain't for you to know (Shawty you is not my bitch)
Shake the gun like a soda dat shit finna blow (An dat shit got a switch)
You worried
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ
that bitch bonita
Knock the apple off any bum with the hollow heat seeker
Red cross bitch niggas, fuck the pint, she take blood by the litre
I'll
you for another hoe
That's how life go
It ain't personal (No it ain't)
Pop a percocet
Now I'm in my zone (In my zone)
On the road now I ain't coming
[Too $hort]
One time it's by Lil' Jon and the Eastside Boyz
Who we talkin to man, who we talkin to
Any nigga that act like a wha (bitch)
Any any
projects, y'all played at the fair
Trill Entertainment that's my thugs there, its love there
D.a. Don't search my house cause ain't no motherfuckin' drugs
projects, y'all played at the fair
Trill Entertainment that's my thugs there, its love there
D.a. Don't search my house cause ain't no motherfuckin' drugs
You ain't diddy bitch
You ain't doing biggie shit (you ain't)
You ain't pushin whips
You ain't on ya foreign tip (you can't)
You ain't diddy bitch
up, shook his hand, took
His camera and told Cassidy's bitch ass
"You bet' not come back" i said
"Aw nah cass' ain't lettin' that
Slide he 'bout
alone
With no one to see
All the pain that he felt
That could never escape
Or be free from the shit
That he found himself covered in
Buried in
up around vibin
Get a bitch nigga down and tell him be quiet
I swear that I'm not in the race that I'm in
Be feelin' that pain, but, bitch, I don't cry
know the risk if you ain't carried the weight
If you ain't never been down the road that wasn't already paved
Some shit I don't remember, it's
felt the pain like I If You told all that shit and you shot In your eyes
Make a bitch really blind You Wanna see fear
You and me are blind and still find
huh?
How you a Barbie doll, bitch, you ain't got a car
And you be fuckin' for that cash, you ain't got it, huh? (You ain't got it, huh?)
You ain't got
nigga
You aint' boss
Take your bitch that's bankrob
He was dictatin' a statement to the feds, adolph
If he singing to the feds he losin' sight like Ray
everytime that I toat it
Bruddas turn to rats they done turn into rodents
I remember days by my lone I was hopeless
Thought I ain't shit thought my life would
penalties like I'm a referee
I ain't did shit that I ain't already told you
Convinced none of these bitch-ass niggas met a soldier
Convinced none of these
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