Lyrics:
the album way back
And hold out on my advance
They didn't pay that
Producers want seven points
He didn't play that, yo did they say that?
Yo, did he say
Fucking yo bitch from the back (The back)
Fucking yo bitch from the back (Ooh)
Fucking yo bitch from the back
Watch me tear up that cat (That cat)
get a cigarette)
(I'ma go back to my cell and read)
That's it, five more minutes and that's it
Back to work fellas, back to work!
(A mí me llaman
of Bar-be-Q potato chips
Plus your main honey loved us
Slip her some bomba, she'll fuck twenty of us
Yo, you pack that little ass gun like 'Harlem Nights'
me when I come and hate me when I go
**** her so good she loves the meat show
My sexy love like Ne-Yo (Yea)
Had to bully that ***** like Deebo
like hairy bitches
I like hairy bitches
Bitches with hair
Imma do this shit 11 hours in advance
Hey luis do yo dance
Give 8xne8 back his bands
you know that Sapp voice
J a monster in this game baby that's by choice
Bottle after after bottle know she like that
Head back full tilt so she might
you know that Sapp voice
J a monster in this game baby that's by choice
Bottle after after bottle know she like that
Head back full tilt so she might
J'leur dirai
Tu m'fais mal à la face
Yo my boy tu déconnes
J'veux de tes étiquettes j'suis pas un clone
When I look back in the days
(cll?) our wishes
Hey yo man, you remember that shit Eazy did a while back
Motherfuckers said it wasn't gonna work? (Word)
That crazy shit, yeah the stupid shit, man
shit'll rip yo back (This, That, and the third)
(A true love is hard to come by)
You can come by, baby come by
We smokin' on Trillato, gettin' dumb high
glock strapped, niggaz bounce back
If you ain't hot like that, niggaz bounce back
If you ain't two glock strapped, niggaz bounce back
Niggaz bounce back
glock strapped, niggaz bounce back
If you ain't hot like that, niggaz bounce back
If you ain't two glock strapped, niggaz bounce back
Niggaz bounce back
without Finesse is like
The NBA without Jordan
So all you new jacks kickin' wack raps
It's a fact that I'll be on
Your fuckin' back like a knapsack
It ain't
up,
Gotta get up,
Let me see what's up,
Baby what's ya name?
It's a whole room of them deities
But yo energy, ain't quite the same
That's why I had
that's how we do this
It's all about you Mayne
It's yo' life, let 'em know somethin'
I come from where they pop they collars
And couldn't be saved by
came up off a quarter
I done came up
Ouuggh Phunkee Phoot I smell yo foot
Yea yea
I done came up off quarter weed
Back when that shit was still fill up
gun out like take that
She make you do what I do when we doin' what we doin' in back of the 'Lac
I'm like come up off of that
And every night her
Throw that ass back you do that shit at my crib
Rub that booty all up on me while I'm grippin yo hips
Im gon pull you by yo hair cuz no that shit aint
the other shit that's goin' in my brain
My brother got out of jail, I only know him by name
He did a nickel and a dime in time, probably be stayin' with my
It'll be like 30 minutes, I'll be right back out, ight
Bitches come and go, bitches come and
Yo, yo what up, what's poppin', I'm back, I'm back
Yo you got
ass?
You da baddest thing in here that's why I'm eyeing yo ass
In ya Iceberg suit, ya face looking cute and I like those boots
Ya nails all pretty
bitch
Fuck that bitch
Fuck that bitch
A bitch that holler 'bout "fuck me?"
Nah, fuck that bitch
Biotch! Fuck that bitch like Too $hort
My whole crew
Had this tech makin' racket, serve you like it was tennis
Killers ride for that paycheck, AK okay, check
Bitch nigga let's play chess, yo bitch next, no
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