Lyrics:
back seat
Haha, y'all think I'm mean
Runnin round talking bout the shit that you be talking bout
How you the drug game sold up and locked down
John Gotti
the addy I'm hunting em down
Down down put your bestie in the ground
NGK don't fuck around (Nah Nah)
Goofy mans fucking clowns (Bitch)
Finna get rich buy me
This is for then niggaz who be fuckin' with them feelings
And you get your heart caught up in the mix
Cause your love fucks what's up her dress,
Verse 1
I saw you walking down on Melrose
You looked like an angel straight out of Heaven, girl
I was blown away by your sexiness
Now all I have
Tennessee, hands down Atlanta
Landslide Alabama, on my way to Savannah
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Young Jeezy]
I said I woke up this morning, headache this big
Pay all
rhymes
I understand evolution of rap but nowadays, this is bullshit,
Niggas talking nonsense and you buy that shit
You’re calling it trap? But let us wait
[E-40]
You got the beat turned up in my ear a little mo'?
(Aight) Let's go
Uhh, a little more volume pimp YEAH, okay
Just tell me when... yeah
Mariano in the building
'Cept you never close on killing but ya change up
I be steppin' in to fuck the game up
Ridin' round town got the whip like the bang
silencer this a loud gun
New flow I just found one
This is how the west bound won
Sometimes I be in the south now
You know yo clout down
Get yo clout up
Ima
Shit to say
Laying down verses like a buffet
Yea
Laying these verses out like a buffet
Yea
Sweaty post up game strong
Balling hard until I get me my own
these niggas trying to take down
Break down, tray pound, eight rounds
He ain't feeling nothing from the waist down
Hit up, lit up, he never gonna get
fears
I shoot em down
Hunid rounds
Hunid rounds
Line em up
Pick and choose
Off em quick
Fuck a rule
Break them
Live life
All strife
We bust by
portes Jévon
Versace, Miyake, Mugler
Labeija, Telfar, West, Milan, Revlon
Ninja, Balmain, Gucci, JÉVON
Verse 2:
Settle down, all you n*ggas be zesty
round and round, upside down
C'mon, yo, throw your hands c'mon
Bitch grab your tits c'mon
Let me know you in the spot
Bump your fists, c'mon
Thugs
round and round, upside down
C'mon, yo, throw your hands c'mon
Bitch grab your tits c'mon
Let me know you in the spot
Bump your fists, c'mon
Thugs
[Verse 1:]
I'm performin tonight you know that shit gon be packed
Pay me in advance and make sure that it's exact
My ex girl I'll probably show up
spin
Round and round we go
Life's no merrigo
Takes one to and fro
While in one place
Even though
Travels fast and slow
Up and down it flows
But
welcome
I don't waste my time running around
I could buy a whole palace when the rain comes down
Only question I will ask is will you save 'fore I drown?
95
we puffin' that Bob Marley
Tore it down with my brothers from the stage to the booth
Hip Hop, you the love of my life and that's true
Words
I'll tell you when I've had enough
Party by myself
Rather be inebriated
Got nobody else
My words are abbreviated
Buy the whole top shelf
You can't
(I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth)
What's up family, yeah it's yo cousin Carl man, just given' you a call man
I know you
(I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth)
What's up family, yeah it's yo cousin Carl man, just given' you a call man
I know you
And I’ll come through
Are you down to ride yeah
By my side, yeah
I need this for life, yeah
Not for one night
Yeah I know I messed up
No more space between
man Yesterday ( day day day)
Life nah turn by turn ( I swear this life)
Life nah turn by turn
Verse one
Nwanne tuo down (tuo down)
Men nu nah cash out
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