Lyrics:
stay tripping, tour the bus
I got so much juice baby, pour me up
I'm like hold up wait why you hating?
I can smell a hater by the fragrance
They
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
Caesar baby in the building
Hit gang we producing
5AM in the building
Bad boy in the building
Caesar baby introducing
And hit gang we producing
vision
Rolls Royce problems with me haunted by ghost visions
My nights are haunted by ghost dreams dreams dreams dreams
My nights are haunted by ghost
music
Shawty wanna bump my music
Shawty wanna bump my music
I ride around with a bad broad
Got good brain gone use it
100gran baby an avatar
Whole rap
ah, yeah
And imma keep pushing till it stays like that
My shoulders gone broke, by the weight I done kept
That's the way it goes and it's like simon
to hit the blunt
Will you stay in my bed?
I should give you all I have
Yeah
You Wishy Washy wearing hoodie got me moody
You play with time but baby you
today,
Feel tomorrow lak ah feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
a Kanzu and a blue Jacket oh baby
so a go kill for your body
go fight for your body
go steal for your body
i love you for your body baby
All my threats
fours when I'm sliding by
How he gone pose he get exposed if he live a lie
I got to get it I ain't got no time to fantasize
Fuck a nigga block we pull up
the streets
A nigga with a check fuck that nigga who's next
Blue Lamborghini ain't no way that you can see me
I ain't stopping for nobody cause I'm gone like
took her to River Oaks to see a movie
My lil baby too bougie
Walk in the store and I'm grabbing her booty
New restaurant when she get a lil moody
Ain't
happiness
To moody blue
And left me cryin'
On Heartbreak Avenue
So lonely here
All by myself
I guess you're happy now
With someone else
You turned my
Get around
Make a sound
Write a song and say it's just for you
My benefit, my conscience too
But now I'm feeling moody blues tonight.
Break it down
My flow was opium, we cock bottles and open them
The relevance
Stop by, tryna see a nigga
All I buy is these trees, king
100 ki's in them
people want to fill the world with silly love songs and looney tunes
And some got sad songs, mad songs, and moody blues
There's good news
Try to forget
So I just smoke and fill my piece and
Pack a bowl, eat a bowl of cereal uh
My baby, my baby's gone
Murdered in cold blood
By some serial
keep 'em from meddlin'?
You should be movin'
Nobody loves me
Oh
You need some groovin'
Nobody seems to care
The blues have gone their bit- Yeah!
Looking like you really ready to lose
Serving them up by the two
Here they pray to the tool
I pray for the fool
All my hundreds are blue
All my bunnies be
the lace
A real short skirt you wanna see my face
When Baby lets her hair down I can’t sing blues no more
When my granny she died she was eaten by a mean old
On my mind got me up late
On my grind got me up late
For the money i can't wait
Girl come back to my place
Girl gone give me good face
For the paper
1. Blue Hunnid Talk ft. Kingg Trell
Money talk but it cost to listen (okay okay)
I’m the president of my campaign King Nixon
Cash money is
the gutter
I want the coin like a Mario brother
Shawty a thotty so why would i trust her
Baby gone give me that uh and that uhuh
After she give me that cookie
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