Lyrics:
call up the line
Get down wit', down wit' us
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from a hip-hop fan
Hey DJ (you're on the line
you the one for self
I can't help myself, I don't want nobody else cause
You are good for health
You are good for self, you are good for health
I can't
to the world, I don't keep it discreet
You my heart, part of the reason it beats
Let's get it
I can't help myself, I don't want nobody else cause
You are good for
out the Face
It's like you a buggy and I'm in the Aston
Check out my metaphor cant win The race
You came down my lane i seen you In passing
I see your
fucking face
It's Plym, man are you dim?
Catching a whine off an island ting
The IC1, I'm him, I'm he
V to the I-N-C and E
I go by Convince or CV
Got
[Black Rob]
Yo, look, clown, I come through to put it down
Keep thinkin' that you hard; take a look around
I got soldiers stationed up to bring
grippa's a gonna
Aiyyo, I seen how them niggas be lookin' at us
Actin? like they wanna do som'thin? to us
Cee-Lo, Black Rob just can't be touched
I'll
No we must see him.
Mandy: Go and praise someone else's brat, go on.
Wise Man 2: We were led by a star.
Mandy: Led by a bottle, more
it down on you (mmm)
Now your pushin back At me and I don't want to let you leave
'cause baby girl You feel so good
Lil mama tha thing is so good
it down on you (mmm)
Now your pushin back At me and I don't want to let you leave
'cause baby girl You feel so good
Lil mama tha thing is so good
here free
Man she wanna get drunk a lil bit, lil bit
Man she wanna have fun a lil bit lil bit
Just turned 30 but she rock with a jit
Liquor no chaser
down under, underground stupid
What the fuck you think I meant? Let me think of it, can't think of it
Can't think of shit, fuck it ey, Lil Rob can rap
30
cnd he told me it's cuz of faith
But Zoe can't give back 30
Cuz Lil Rob was on his case
When yo CO-D turn a rat
Take the plea they got you trapped
dicking down a fine broad
I was on a thin line, got up to a good grind
Pedal after pedal
Used to laugh at Chowder
Funny lil purple dude baking purple
'cause she was too crazy
Moncler jacket, a letterman (letterman)
I gotta keep a Beretta, man (Beretta, man)
She screamin' and scratchin' and yellin',
survived the hood, can't no Shaytan rob me
My accountant's so good I'm practically livin' tax free
Factory, that's me
Sold drugs, got away scot-free
As my pops always says
U gotta enjoy the sun while it's shining
It does not do u no good to keep from smiling
Put all that bullshit aside, man yea, just
(1209 Squeeze)
(30, you a motherfuckin' fool, nigga)
Nah, nah, nah, nah
I had to laugh, it kept me from crying
Said it was all good, but I was
lil feelings jus go ina song
But fuck it I'm bigger than micro aggressions
But I can't even lie them hoes trigger depression
Be working like double
like making paper
If I’m feeling down she gon get me up
I be going up
I can’t stop til n*ggas really up
Polo by the colors, every month Ima switch it up
My lil' pretty sniper, that's how you hold me down (my lil' pretty sniper)
I'm on the run, gettin' this paper, givin' this good dick
that's how
I can't leave the house
Without my muhf******
Skrap nigga
Every slime
Ain't my kind
I d'ont need ya dap lil nigga
Got some real killas
That'll
move they as flaw as it get
I'll rob you put the squad
Introvert by nature not that i don't like people I'm just kind of throwed off
Feel like everybody
like guitars but you can call me Mr. Goodbar
I'ma hoodstar she a pornstar keep sucking da head that's the good part
Break it on down make it come back
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