Lyrics:
her mind
I'm on the hunt for the right one
Starting in the morning and ain't done till the night come
Either you're riding with me or in somebody's
It's WD produced by SB
It's WD produced by SB
It's WD produced by SB
Got J to the H, on the M-I-C
Yes we, we got the M-I-C
We got the vibes
Yes we
(Sippin' Cris' like woah)
Stackin' chips like woah
(Stackin' chips like woah)
Hit your bitch like woah
(Hit your bitch like woah)
But we don't love these
dark like the side that i come from
The bih send a text like i miss u but the bih only miss me when she want some
Remember them nights i was starving now
kind of creatures come out at night
And guess what some of those lookin' for a fight
Been thinkin' about you for a while
Must have something to do with
Caramel complexin
Vanilla wafer
Mrs. Buttercream
Oreo she thick
Ass busting out her jeans
My chocolate chip
Credit card swiping it
Big bags she lit
featuring CJ Mac
(man)
Hey, nigga, gimme some of them water and chip's, shit
(other man)
lock 'em up, nigga, lock 'em, bullshit
your bitch
Don't be mad
Don't be mad cause I ran off with your zip
Don't be mad
Don't be mad cause I'm out here chasing chips
Don't be mad
Don't be mad
Don’t come ask me to vote
Used to eat out a can
Wrist known to whip through The pain
Swerving I get through the lane
Whip it I
Whip it again
I was just
rules
cct a fool
Have ya girl come thru and I make her hit a tune like
I be flying high y'all niggas on that boof like
Come alive through the night I
em lost by the time I hit the high way
see-Bo the bald head nut
Fish tell them in the cut
House parties, I cut the motherfuckers out
And bust caps
the chips
See law ain't no good unless two dice hit
Hate me even if I didn't ice my s***
F*** n****s, make that money and lots of it
Sold four million
firearms and one pound of marajuana
Apprehended by four US marshalls by the state of Washington
[C-Bo]
They thought it was over but it just started
And some
written hit list
Whatever come next on my written hit list
Like a slit wrist til I bleed out
And once I give my life for this you won’t doubt
That’s me
it's about. (Love and power.)
It goes deeper than what you see on TV.
Killah Priest, come on.
[Killah Priest of Sunz Of Man]
Burnin desire, ebony
on the cheese I be stacking chips
And I'm just tryna turn you on
From the night to morning
Get it in at early morning
In yo nicest form
Ya gotta see her in
it up, come on let's go)
One wild, one wild, one wild, one wild night
One wild night (blinded by the moonlight)
One wild night (24 hours
late-night for you
Let me lay a great time on you
Don't hesitate, no, don't you, no, no
Just say you will, will, will
Come through and chill, chill,
to come
The day would turn to night, the sun would loose it's light
The mountains won't be safe, there'll be commotions everywhere
We'd see the saints
wit us still
Anybody gotta get the hoe by they pill
She's a bitch
When they say my name
Talk mo' junk but won't look my way
She's a bitch
See I
wit us still
Anybody gotta get the hoe by they pill
She's a bitch
When they say my name
Talk mo' junk but won't look my way
She's a bitch
See I
(Where were you-?)
Where were you on the nights
That I sat by myself?
In my room out my mind
Tryin' to handle my health
All alone on the phone
By your side, all along, this is where you belong
Corazón, in your eyes
I see love like a fire
The night is young, my heart is light
I know you wanna
Gametime don't play shy, see it in your eyes know you feel the same vibe
Gotta give it to you all night, gonna give it wanna get it from you all night all
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