Lyrics:
puff pass
Pull the truck up fast and I tell 'em
Hey, back in a touched up Jag, shit
Y'all niggas want Killa Cam, cerebellum
An old man just goin'
of them niggas who gone get it by any means money
Wake up go get it go to sleep and then I dream money
If I go broke then that’s my ass then imma
She knows she got a Don
Any competition?
They Don't even try it
They know they dead wrong
SHHHHH
I'm lookin for a Barbie chick)
Scandalous
Lights
for gleem, plus play it then finally hit your screen
I may not be the giant but I want that jolly green
I got tomorrow's dreams baby, don't share
shakin' what she'd got
Man, when I tell you she was cool, she was red hot
I mean, she was steamin'
And that time over at Johnny's place
Well, this chick
I can't wait to do cribs, MTV c'mon get at me
Any rapper wan get at me, tell ya label contact me
Half four hundred for a feature, wanna battle, I
you look
So they can see how afraid you look, facts
They gon' miss me when I'm all gone
Tell 'em bury me with legends
And the drug lords
Next to ST,
get deep with 'em
And when it comes down to drugs, I'm in the streets with 'em
Look
I'm the youngest Hot Boy on the field with heaters
Let my
boy Joe Cook and this nigga all mad
'Cause his chick got took
Every time I turn around, the boys fightin' over me
Every time I step out the house,
to act foolish (Hey)
And you know them boys ain't
Playing by the rules (Woo)
Young guns running
We have any girl we choose
Bad and you nervous, man
Them
youngin' in my other room, fuckin up my sheets
She tell 'em boy don't grab my hair because you're fuckin up my weave
I got a hundred bottles Ciroc boy
All
toe straps, but sg talk to em!
[Sean Garrett]
I gotta whole bunch of girls I'm tryin' to bring by their kryptonite,
Betta wear your cake, cause
let me suck your cock"
Now by now, the rest of the fellas get jealous
Especially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas
All the chicks start
let me suck your cock"
Now by now, the rest of the fellas get jealous
Especially when I drop the beat and do my acapellas
All the chicks start
hurt murked put 'em in the dirt
Boy you better catch me first
So you finally get hurt murked put 'em in the dirt
Boy you better catch me first
(I
Swear it used to be love but
Now it's all cold again
Can't tell if I'm a grown man or a
Young boy, but I'm still gettin' older
Where did the time go?
When you sue me, you gon' be broke, you know
Ain't no way that you could bring me down easy
Any chick that you stick is real sleazy
Before I need you,
When you sue me, you gon' be broke, you know
Ain't no way that you could bring me down easy
Any chick that you stick is real sleazy
Before I need you,
not, brrrr
Yeah, tell 'em it's the ROC
In New York, let Jigga rock, I'm higher than my socks
I'm twisted like my locks, big up to the Lox
I did
I'll cook anything from a ki of coke
To a gram of that boyd
Niggas scoring glocks
Like brand new Hot Boy Reeboks
On my blocks stepping 'em up
With
you where the coke at, beat 'em some more
Make 'em see how it feel to have to eat through a straw
While I'm sittin' in the car, chick goin' to get my
show 'em how we do, what we do and why
Keep ballin' in our ride, driving show, I pass 'em by
You see our paper, haters hating but it's still all good
swear baby
When it gets messed around with I?m the one, I?m the one
It wasn?t me I promise
This ya boy jones
(Ooh. Ooh. Oh oh. )
With a sexy young diva,
chicks, tell 'em hop in the whip
[Kelis
Pharrell Williams]
To the sunlight
We can get down, baby, we get down
To the moonlight
Now shake it, baby;
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