Lyrics:
You May Think I Don't Worry, I'm Blase And Cold,
My Appearance May Give That Impression, I'm Told,
That Where You Are Concerned, I Just Couldn't
is iller with the riddle
Like Ritalin when I'm spittin' it
C to the H to the IL-L
Chillin' with the Chill and they
Whippin' it like they liquorice
gotta get this mil
C.R.E.A.M dolla dolla bill (dolla dolla y'all)
I just wanna breath and chill
First I gotta get this mil
C.R.E.A.M dolla dolla bill
rollin' ten deep
And shove this shoe up in your shit far as ten feet
Creep by creep cause I'm in this shit deep
Never ever caught slippinn' bitch cause I
little romance
Was on the strict Q.T.
So if you want your freedom P.D.Q.
Divorce me C.O.D.
I won't be around
To hear you cry
I'm Texas bound
year they had to ask now they know who we are
Boss shit, walk in the building, I own shit
You can tell by who I'm on the phone with
Yeah nigga talking
up
Riding shotgun
With my chickita
S.H.E. Dub
ctrocious Macadocious
No M.c.C.i Love
I stay west coastin
Know where I'm from
Right by the Pacific
Them niggas know just what it is
Don't have time to waste gotta go and get it
Then throw up the H like Honda Civic
Kill bill thoughts so I'm out for
I’m hated on by salty guys. (Truss)
They’re fed up cos they cannot ketchup I’m a saucy guy. (*Laughs)
S***’s so easy I can do it with my eyes closed.
gangsta at all
No Silence and Secrecy
You are the reason I sound off with the
T R U T H
Once they witness the truth
They're gonna see through all of you
says my name they say uwu he got them pesos
When someone asks who to blame they just keep on say my name
Mother fucking boogeyman F H A V O C
Ay ay
I'm
I'm in the furniture trade
Got a new job today
But stick the cretin
On the number-three lathe
Went down the town
To a HM club
The sign had
uh
Man see I remember when I was like fifteen years old and my dad took me to the studio--
I know this is random I'm just trying to take you guys
spice our m3rri3ge 3nd f3n the fl3mes
Kerosene on hot p3nts you still burn me
So e3sy
So e3sy
Let it h3ppen girl t3ke my h3nd
B3by
So e3sy
So e3sy
Ive
liquor
Dropping C notes on strippers at the casino
I'm making movies: them Kill
Bill's and Tarantino's
Lyrically Aristotle, lyrically can't see it
Them
liquor
Dropping C notes on strippers at the casino
I'm making movies: them Kill
Bill's and Tarantino's
Lyrically Aristotle, lyrically can't see it
Them
- do you even be thinking 'bout switching sides?
Woah, how the h- could you think about-? cut ya through, cut ya sides
Thots (Yeah)
Like, I'm just
pu-pu-pushin', we run the streets
You are whatchu eat, young pussy, go brush ya teef
Try to keep that Ca$h Money like big city,
I got a girl, I got a boy I'm big
the lean, I'm just snoozin'
I still got Actavis, nigga that's exclusive
Kill you for a pint, that's a PT Cruiser
I see way too many hoes in my future
I'm gon'
drugs
Poppin' Molly, rolling weed up
Who am I, Pusha T I'm from the Vi
R-G add another I, N-IA, and they hate
When they see me ridin' by, skinny tires
yea
So you ain't in Cali, which Valley are you in
Bitch I'm from Texas
H-town they swang it wreckless
In D town they Boogie
In San Tone they straight
Cash Money Cold Cash Money you see
Bill has lots of dollars so
We call him dollar bill
He spends money like a fool 'cuz
It gives him a thrill
The aim
little romance
Was on the strict Q.T.
So if you want your freedom P.D.Q.
Divorce me C.O.D.
I won't be around
To hear you cry
I'm Texas bound
immigrant
Put up your hands you know what I'm sayin'?
I'ma start this shit off like this, this time around
H-to-the-A-to-the-I-to-the-T-to-the-I
Live
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