Lyrics:
nigga fuckin' no Bill Cosby
Samsung, champagne spillin' on it beside me
Laced in Tom Ford, hard bottoms in the lobby
I missed the Met Gala, eatin'
It was me and the boys, we was boolin
Ain't no bob the builder, but my niggas get to toolin
You ain't gonna play me, bitch, stop all that fuckin'
away from a man on a mission.
Wow bob, wow wake up and smell the coffee
Enjoy the scenery and the sounds of machinery.
Me and the man with the hair
drink
Snuck out to the lobby
Oh look I found a TV
I forgot the game was happening
It's down to the wire
Time will soon expire
Down by one this kick
the immaculate one
Get you some, better got you some
Don't bе hard headed cause you
Hеaded for the fall my man just a fan
Said he love the way that we ball
We
Yeah, ? father ? father
Any old day
I'm just walking through my neighbourhood
Can't get away (can't get away)
The game just chasing me down
away
I got a lot on my back, get to school every day
Don't wanna get fucked to make my own money
Backstab by friends, is that being old?
If there ain't
[Chorus: 2x]
Game still recognize game
caught up for a minute
but I still in it for the change
and it's a shame
And everybody thought of slack
von den Besten (Cudi)
Bruder guck ich mach, was ich mach und ich fahr' durch die Stadt
Drive by - Smith 'n Wesson (Wesley)
Guck ich bete jeden Tag,
flows by myself
Pour more go go gadget
I'm in Slow Mo
4 More bars
I got double though
And a couple hoes
Running in yo door
Running to the dough
Running up
man
Look
It's only one way to do it, gotta do it right
Tell I'm from the city with the way I move through sleepless nights
No Tom Hanks, Sam Baldwin,
just send me da addy
Girl you know you got a fatty I might have to fight yo Daddy
Ima take her out to the ball game but I can't do cappin
Yea my denim
snaps, tryin' to put Ball and G on the map
Nowadays I own my shit and bone bad bitches
Kickin' it with rich niggaz in rollers, and candy sixes
the tightest game that you can have
The devil's takin' a swing that might explain the broken glass
But my crystal ball see the pistol fall to the wayside
that day came and went
And from the look of things i was correct
Target still a hunnid million so i never rest
Mastered the game now i make moves like
A child as pure as a mountain stream that ran through her hometown
Then happened by the slick Tom Shark in his hand she was clay
She got caught and faced
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
longer
The future is bright, just gotta aim for the light
Luckily my pride has got it's balls wrapped real tight
You know, like Bob Barker it. So it's not
That's some Hoop-La!
Take the hate and toss it like a free throw
Don't lose now!
Life ain't a game, move the ball on green, Cee-Lo
Say devil goodbye
Change
home
Well understand that every man
Is second hand in your old clothes
And won’t you come to the game?
When I play everybody’s calling your name
me
Left me in her bed
That been ball game for me!
She clouded me
Missed out my whole life they said they rock wit me
She jockin me'
Kick her straight
uncommon for this world
The new Osiris nigga
Verse 1:
Old dirty dude but I'm so worthy you wouldn't understand at all
I been on the move leaving undercover
Yo Rob, why you rappin' on a type beat?
Top of the charts, no shit yeah I might be
New to the game ROB they don't like me
Now bitches on my dick in
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