Lyrics:
ya teef
Try to keep that Ca$h Money like big city,
I got a girl, I got a boy I'm big city
I gotta rep my city, C-Ridin', durrt bags dro hound, let's
Workin' on the album at the same time, you know what I'm sayin?
Visionary boy (C Sick)
Yeah yeah, uh, yeah, we gon' do it for '96 (yeah)
We gon' do it
Puna boy anthem
Baby this one for my fallen Soldiers
Came from the eight oh eight
Girl I thought I told you
Ooo woo ooo
Its P-U-N-A, when we in CA
If
will Ride
Girl by your side till we die you Know the vibe girl I can't lie
If I See tear in your eyes then ima Cry
Girl pick up your phone cos i Don't
just a new boy
Name an artist who can sing and rap like me, boy
Artist and producer, man, I do this by myself, boy
All these fake rappers, they be decoys
shit
Girl you got that fire, that fire, that good shit
Boy you got that fire, that fire, that good shit
Boy you got that fire, that fire, that good
We go shine we go trek
Music be ma passion mi cry always
Why seh mi blow by this time of the day
They called my name osi nana is a calling
Saa boy wei
disappointment
Turn their backs and walk away
They'd say how can a normal little girl like that
Grow up to be someone who's gay
Now when they say it like that, it
like you, a sugar like you, a boy like you
She wants a boy like (me)
You got me going wild (going wild)
You got me hypnotized by your smile
Ooh I
How you doing? I been good, boy
Second album it's a sophomore
Niggas say the in the game, but they barely
Touchin' the ball like it's softcore
How
Oba gb3 mioo, oba gb3 mio nk3, Rashelle Suga
Natty pretty girl won't you put that on me
Them other girls they ain't got nothin on me
You say I lie,
at the bridge
You niggas is sipping on 40's
I'm topping the keg you know how we play
Like G's coming up off
Watts boys in the hood spit
Nothing but that hot shit
in ma zone feeling like im a boss (BOSS)
outside cus they messed with the locks (NO)
I ain’t starve cus I pray to the Lord
Ni ehami bread ni nk
mills
My boy kitchen's done, lookin' like a flour mill
You niggas' faces lookin' like you drink sour milk
And your albums like some mothafuckin' fire
see you in my dreams
(I see you in my dreams, you done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me
The Lower East Side began
Punk fashion as well
With ripped clothes and spiked hair
Worn by a poet named Richard Hell
Hell was in Television, The Neon Boys
plain
Old black extensions
Just a T-shirt about carbon
"I always thought that by the time
I put out a third album, i would want
To come back to natural
a celebration I am beating all the competition take it easy boy I am so easy boy nigga think this shit it easy I be shining like a diamond I be taking money
Now they sippity brothers kickin' me everyday
Why thy fuckin' plottin' on mine? Touchin' my 5 grades
A girl's face, friend of mine say yea I came
Funky white boy tearing up the beats
George Clinton synths finna go and make ya ears bleed
NK production bumps throughout the streets
Try to hide but
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
me up in Magic City bustin' hundreds by the bands
And I throw it like a girl
Throw it, throw it like a girl
Hangin' out the 750
Feelin' bossy in my
a cheater
I’m a vegan so I’m a eater selling smoke by the pound you want a liter
I can fly just like my boy Peter high off life it’ll pass the meter
Trigger
my dreams, yuh done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me what's the deal)
I think about
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