Lyrics:
getting cake
Niggas in the club can't even
Buy a bitch a drank
Money counter plugged up right
By the kitchen sink
Take me 10 minutes to count a 50 piece
You
Pile into the Hoo-ride, seats recline
Stop at the weedspot, order up another
This is how we do it, MUTHAFUCKA
CD burned full of old school tracks
Here you come
With your swords and clubs
Thinking that
You're gonna fight today
Small applause for your
Rebel cause, cause My
Feet are walking by
Rock a winter pair of flip-flops
Dropped my drink at the Japanese drugstore
What's the first rule of Fight Club?
Sipping gin at the Vali-Hi Drive-In,
don't throw away dough on no facials
Yeah I make rolls of my pennies, I even pay folks
In clubs out this case full of pesos I lug
(Bro, get 'em
my cash and fucked them fans
He move too smart, can't trust no man
Let's have a baby, little bae
Damn, he gon' bust it out the window
And I got that
Get my own bling bling,Pocket full of ching,
Top of the class when the bell go ding,
Shawty so fly,shawty so fresh,
you can tell shes a dime by
now
Staying with my dogs you know we stay lockdown
Aye, yeah, turned up off Ciroc
Throwing down shots like we down by a lot
Hoes standing at attention
Rose Gold
You Can Catch Mepowin 4's In Da Club Wit My Homie
Hoes Pullin On A Nigga Like He Kobe Damn
Fresh Cut Shined Up Bones, (Shine Em Up)
Throw
the corner
bought your glock
buddy I'm still goin half full of quarters big boy
runnin naked no voice
nature raised a big thug
Yall gangsters by choice
I'm bad
much money I got paper cuts
While your paper cuts comin' from the mail (ching)
Walk in the club and I'm by myself
But I always attract groups (I do)
know alot of thugs
Black flag and a black pair or prada studs
The industry full of all
These fake rappin thugs
Ask about me in the hood
I'm not an actin
at
A halo of Crows above roads crocodile cracked
I'm lookin for this man have u seen him?
He said "that's me"
I believed him
Bandits set up camp in a Sams
Short-attention spans minimal memory
Used to be weed, E, Hennessy
Now it's GHB, lean, Ketamine
Club full of zombies, scaring me
Look in their eyes they're plagued
brought
By these three charming chaps
... the right cogs loose
To break free from that farm
And bring the right pro-duce
For this rappin' sitcom
A program
death is
Top floor the view alone will leave you breathless Uhhhh!
Try to catch it Uhhhh! It's kinda hard hard
Getting choked by the detectives yeah
death is
Top floor the view alone will leave you breathless Uhhhh!
Try to catch it Uhhhh! It's kinda hard hard
Getting choked by the detectives yeah
make me none
Slip through the hood, dope I could
Deliver my life the best I could
Robin Hood, youngest crook
Here they come now watch y'all look
Go by
of the nation
In the state with the densest population
The Garden State, where the gardener wrecks it
I tell people where I live by the exit
Joisey, where
spinning and everybody was tinted club full of women & everybody can get it we don't need no intervention cuz everyone can admit it we addicted to the dinnit
it's full hot
He gon' keep blowin' (Keep goin')
We really was the ones
Ask about me on my block (Go ask)
Cop a ounce and cut up fifteen
Hundred dollars
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