Lyrics:
and everybody that still don't fuck with me
Y'all quacks duck silly
Double Goose off thrown benjis
Shit real good, hoe
Always puffing good, hoe
Really off that
plus they say they won't blow it
All I hear "c'mon 'cause you know I'm good for it" (man)
[Chorus: x4]
Now don't get me wrong 'cause being rich is
surrounded her birth.
She was taken home by her father who had negative intentions towards her (he actually wanted her dead so he could have all that was
hear, hear, the alphabet
Taken from the Good Book of the Lord
why is for Yosep by his brother was sold
Z for Zacharia who shared all his gold
Now id
got it
Fat boy, rich nigga, with a appetite
Count money all night under the candlelight
Spinnin' vinyl, Teddy P, or is it Lionel?
Not a model, but I
late at night oh hey hey
Ooo but I rather chase the bucks of andale
Serving rounds til its ko
Go against me that's a no no
Lately I want all the smoke
so
you can see the green glow I make]
[I heard you laugh last night]
[I figured that you would be amused by me]
[Listen to this]
(Bow bow)
(I'm
"Adams" apple do all the gobble'n
An you ain't gotta lie to kick it and let's be honest
Five foot eight with a lil man complex
How my dick taste, if you
than you see on animation
And bear witness to my smooth operation
As I give the party people a sensation
And give them all a good feel of jubilation
have to go there
As I grab the hand set her politely in the chair
As we stopped to stare at one another
Black sister to brother
I'm thinking all
a good, good, good, good, good life
I've been up all night drinking Irish Whiskey
With a reggae girl down in Mississippi
She stole my heart first time
But I told him nope
Then continued that good message of hope
And took it real slow, slow, slow, slow
There has to be a change in the person
That makes
right?
Yeah man, I got it. No doubt, no doubt!
Check if everything's still in there man
It's all here
Good, good...
Take out our shares, we can drop
right?
Yeah man, I got it. No doubt, no doubt!
Check if everything's still in there man
It's all here
Good, good...
Take out our shares, we can drop
the memo
It’ feel so good to the man from the hood
Who ain't have nothing but I'm doing pretty good
Still ain't rich but its all good
Ima bull to a pit bull
My niggas are stuck in a 9 to 5
Instead of following their dream
I'm working all day and all night
'Cause I gotta get it by any mean
I feel like
You gotta get them before they get you
My older brother has his own
It's got a handle made of bone
He carries it all over town
Just like
screamin' rest In peace to your mans
But you ain't step by him
Walk him down, I just helped you out
Now you can rest by him
Sold a nigga five thousand blues
Late nights
Early mornings burning up the strip
Pulling all-nighters on the corner
Working double shifts
The base lining in that foreign
Serving out
grain on the ear...
M: V.S.O.P. Hennessy, so save y'all fuckin' beers..
J: A die-hard nigga, a 3rd Ward nigga...
M: 7th Ward hardhead, ready for war,
the boys and pushing the luck
Singing songs loud on the way to the game
Wishing all the things could still be the same
Chinese home runs over the backstop
me, talkin' like y'all can't be touched
See by the time y'all realized, I be done touched you up
Blazed you up, your whole style, chump nigga, what?
rising
We all smile
We all sing
Then the girl in the cafe taps me on the shoulder
I realize five years went by and I'm older
Memories smolder,
just to see
These random n****s dig the dirt
We done been scared by the tragedies
We just tryna get reimbursed
Chorus:
My brothers (x5)
I love em (x5
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