Lyrics:
Let me put one in your bro, so your nigga can't go to sleep
So, lay down bitch, gimme all that you dreamed for
Gimme fancy cars, gimme
Let me put one in your bro, so your nigga can't go to sleep
So, lay down bitch, gimme all that you dreamed for
Gimme fancy cars, gimme
(Don't forget about us) Don't baby, don't baby, don't let it go
No baby, no baby, no baby no
Don't baby, don't baby, don't let it go
My baby boy
your kinda money I’d put that in a bank
And disappear just like a needle when I’m stacking my hay
But shid you got it and I don’t no need to listen I’m
psychotic, when possess by bodies
Far from a crush, I wanna bust your guts
And touch everything inside you from
My head to my nuts
You got me sweatin' like
swear to God, I come from the P now
I'm Menace like Dennis, so don't try to play me close
I wave my gun in the air yo I don't fuckin' care
It's Pete
the bombest head, and so I took it anyway
But bitch I got fam, don't need your pussy anyway
OK, let's talk about this ice that I'm carryin'
All these karats
to cut me out of your life? We're a family right?
Just leave it be...Let me be alone.
You can't just go like this. Please don't do this...
I'm sorry but I
the streets with your thugs (just let a nigga run with the homies)
I'll be waitin' for you (let me go kick it with my niggas, when I come back)
Until you get
your head above the water
Say, one day things must get better, be strong
Hold a firm meditation
One day things must get better
Don't you go down
your head above the water
Say, one day things must get better, be strong
Hold a firm meditation
One day things must get better
Don't you go down
got all of it
Yeah
You know, you got all of it
You got all of it
Go 'head
Ooh, I love your pink, you like my purple
You must be God herself, can
don't ever get it twisted
That's why I hustle everyday
Been building my resistance
Wish I could heal you from your pain
But baby be realistic
I don't
shouldn't've returned to our opps, that's your dad fault (go)
Pulled up in a coupe it was all black, look like asphalt (damn, damn)
I let my cash talk (damn)
on the beat
Now I keep a K you could get fried it might go out with pete
I thought I was over it, every night I'm still reminded
Should I hit her best friend
bought me a Rollie (ah)
All these rappers corny, why when it was really beef?
The way you act don't match the way you talkin' on your story
We got
no problems I'm a go head
And side and like I'm heck a stuck
And watch baby drink up
[Chorus]
[D-Shot]
Mack D-Shot needing a dose
it, come widdit, get yo' head splitted
Or get your neck slitted, admit it, you overdid it
Your shit it, just ain't got that loud
Gold tooth shine
it, come widdit, get yo' head splitted
Or get your neck slitted, admit it, you overdid it
Your shit it, just ain't got that loud
Gold tooth shine
Angels, with a B in my hands
What's up
Bitch, think she know it all, it's annoying me
Told the bouncer, I'm a Boss, bro, let go of me
Feel like Tyrese,
It's like you don't even care, don't even care, no
I ain't gon' let this opportunity pass me by, pass me by, no
Cuz what am I gonna do when I die
keep her head locked
Trust Gunz with your wife?
Motherfucker bet not
Sleep on Peter G, please don't ever doubt it
From here to New Orleans
I'll improve
Have a conversation with her
See how much you gon get triggered
Go head bring her round your friends
See how much they wan say nigga
Imma check out her
Have a conversation with her
See how much you gon get triggered
Go head bring her round your friends
See how much they wan say nigga
Imma check out her
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