Lyrics:
er cutely she RUN!
My thug workin with a Mac11
Got a Mac9 with a DRUM!
Me known to this when i'm talkin shit
I like talkin shit cuz it's FUN!
Love
saying now is the proof girl
The one I'm looking for was you girl
I’m haunted by you
(By you)
I’m haunted by you
(By you)
I'm haunted by you
(By you)
I’m
love in a hopeless place
We found love in a hopeless place
Yellow diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
self, I have son ridin' shotgun
My mind's my nine, my pen's my MAC-10
My target, all you wack niggas who started rappin'
Junior M.A.F.I.A. steelo,
self, I have son ridin' shotgun
My mind's my nine, my pen's my MAC-10
My target, all you wack niggas who started rappin'
Junior M.A.F.I.A. steelo,
It's a Big tribute right here
Legendary
They mad at me cause I'm blessed
And all i really wanna
Do is count checks
I got that Bernie Mac in her
to get ass
I turn automobiles to hotels on wheels
I got money for a room it's just the fact that I'm trill
Bitches love when I cruise up the boulevard
for sure
Lemme tell you one time
(girl I love, girl I love you)
I'ma tell you one time
(girl I love, girl I love you)
And I'ma be your one guy
You'll be
I hate Backwoods you don't buy no Sweets
I hate bad girls that ain't got no cheeks
I hate rap niggas who got no cheese
You all cap nigga acting like
to me
I know you'll love me, girl (If you give me a chance)
I'm all alone
Sittin' right here by the phone
My heart is broken now, believe me, girl
to the double disc
now they all spit - like they all legit
frank tell em how we hit
(Biggie)
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and flashlights
to the double disc
now they all spit - like they all legit
frank tell em how we hit
(Biggie)
We got the shit, Mac tight, brass knuckles and flashlights
Demark, the motorcade is coming by here, (oh,
No) just heard a call on the radio for all units along Industrial (oh, no)
To pick up the motorcade,
(ooh)(uh, uh)
And I know that it's true
Baby, you got me walkin' on the moon
Everyone out there will know that you are my girl
And my love will (Hey,
For practice
Take it all in
This Gin's a factor
Juice for my sin
Now I'm like a pastor
Do my own service
Slick and subliminal
I Thought I'll let you
ass white boy better back up
You can call me a racist but I don't give a fuck
Imagine saying nigga and you not even black
But y'all not ready for that
dat, pop that)
Everything on us now (Twerk dat, pop that)
Turn down for what now (Twerk, twerk dat, pop that)
Bag it up, turn around now (Twerk dat,
Girl girl girl
OUuuuuu OUUUU
Girl girl
Yea This one is for all the lovers out there
Yea MG
Eh T.Y
Ah Yea yea yea
Ah
Let's go
If you tell me that you
dead, overdosed on shrooms
Let's cruise, drive by on-site
Ride like a bike
For my Zombie homies kill tonight
F-F-F-Flatbush Zombie, A$AP Mobbing
Hit
my head insane
Girl, do I do, what you do, when I do my love to you...baby
Sss..mmm
Yes I got some candy kisses for your lips
Yes I got some honey
the tabs
I can’t fall in love no more that’s a red flag
All girls are the same, what
They rotting my brain, fuck
Think I need to change
Right 'fore I go
like statue
Luke, Mark, Matthew
Rise di Mac too
Probate keep calling for breaching bail
The jakes want me in a cell
New V1-2 with the loaded
myself to a nice
Ferrari for the winter
Gave my whole crib up, Do NOT ENTER!
'Cause the nigga inside with the
Shotty got a temper
And I play it by the book
see you in my dreams
(I see you in my dreams, you done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me
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