Lyrics:
sound off
Just trynna live this, back bone the business
BCC is the click and, y'all can't get with
Nothing them boys spitting
Cause y'all like female
she's wanting mor
Taken me back
Ma gbagbe nkan ti mo so G H
She whispering she's wanting more
Let me tell you a story
I swore not to get involved
So we
(JXK on the beat) ha ha haha
Já se nesměju, já se ti vysmívám ty kašpárku
Yau, yau
Definice Hořic – město sráčů, co sežralo svět
Pět let back chtěli
Smoking dro, playing on the Xbox
And hanging at the strip club is gonna have to stop
Late
It shoulda came by now
So I'm tryna figure out
Late
What
Yo it's 2004 and all you candy asses thinkin ya'll real pussies
ya'll ain't seen shit yet
eh yo man let em know
Oh yeah, guess who's back
it's
Just seen another cover story on me by Forbes (by Forbes)
In a Black Cadillac with the bulletproof doors (doors)
Lit the hotel room up, white ashes
bed warm with a cutthroat n****
Have the card parties where the stakes was high
Go shopping, hit the club, and then start come by
I never had a day
Y'all know what this is
D-Block
Oh yeah by the way
This is the remix
Who!
You can kiss your ass good-bye
D-Block D-Block D-Block D-Block
La
(yeah)
Two Glock .40s at all time
Gon' shoot back a nigga shoot at me, just know it (ha, ha, yeah)
Oh
All I see is signs
All I see is dollar signs
but I need another play just like it
Blowin fire dank by the zone I need another one just like it
Triple stack got me powered up so I need another one
a drink
Im t-pain you know me convict music nappy boy oh wee
I know the club close at 3
Whats the chances of you roll'n with me
Back to the crib
real
Soul back to the game
John Legend on the backgrounds by the way
Let's go
From what I hear Kanye is
Killing the game very bad
My girl rocking
he been a killer since
He was 12 years old
The price of being guilty by association got
Me places I ain't ever been
Like in back of the swap meet
to one day buy a farm
And turn it into a health club with top people charm
"Any evening, any day" - I'm singing to myself
I'll pack up all my clothes
is to one day buy a farm
And turn it into a health club with top people charm
Any evening, any day - I'm singing to myself
I'll pack up all my
to one day buy a farm
And turn it into a health club with top people charm
Any evening, any day, I'm singing to myself
Ill pack up all my clothes
of your arrest
Chorus:
Jail cell-living hell
chains off me I'm free
Doing time - one more time
Mine, all mine, all mine
Now the country club is cold
the shadows
Bottle of JD
Surrounded by some bad ho's treat
Them bitches like bodyarmour
If there is beef in the club I
Shoot right through your body mama
Why
Destroy another piece of the others
Master mind of Saturday nights
Desperated to get what you want
Go to the club now, back in the morning
Remember
at the club
Then you know they gon' slide
I don't like 45s, I only tote 9s (Ayy)
I got that pistol on me when I drive
Bust down on my wrist, I can't see
vado
Poppo la polo più fresca come Cam'ron e vado
Nel club con Agon e Gabba stappo champagne
Già sai che non va, tieniti la drink card
Come voi mai
(No,
clock
Call the bitch at the club that I ran into
Holla back, said I come through and shake it for you
Gyeah...
(Chorus)
All my niggas holla
All my
to Sam J’s palace
I’m sure by now your impressed by my status
Living lavish
I have to have this
I have to have this
Back it up on me just a little bit
I
Hahaha yea
(Yea)
See I go by the name of GRANTD
(GRANTD)
And I wanna take you on a lil journey
Sit back, relax and enjoy the ride...
Ugh yea
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