Lyrics:
fish
I'm from down by the water, C Port represent
Yeah, at first I took a hit, got a blunt that I just rolled up
Grab my cup, take me a sip, yeah, this
Ayy, it's so beautiful when a plan come together
It's your boy MempHitz
You already know what this is
H-U-E-Y (remix)
Bow Weezy
T-Pain
Hitz
Ayy, it's so beautiful when a plan come together
It's your boy MempHitz
You already know what this is
H-U-E-Y (remix)
Bow Weezy
T-Pain
Hitz
say I'm a master
If we go by the bar, you lightweights would be plastered
But
Here comes a new challenger
Here comes a new challenger
Here comes a new
from me
Never gangsta nikka
Yous just a dummy
You wanna find me
I'm out tha Westend
Off on Patterson
By mosquito bend
You can meet me there
And bring
be your mothafuckin' genie in a bottle
Rub me down, you can fuck me 'til tomorrow
'Til the sun come up, yeah
I'm grantin' all of your wishes
I
to keep me a pole
I used to stay by the stove
And I used to keep me a pole
Flo's and poles
Niggas live they life on beginner
You ain't come up broke you
to make people remember me
Fast like Flo Jo crazy like Cujo
Both I know and you know
That I'm numero uno
My crew is numero
Order in the court
Location
West coast by the Pacific
Where the heinas look exquisite
And they get so explicit
And I'm with it (Simon)
I like the way you dance, hun
How'd
the store.
Meanwhile I'm in Miami fuckin on a bad hoe. Head Hanging over the balcony of the 55th flo.
“Ol bitch ass niggas can't fuck wit me
Yeah big TrapBoss
be the reason why they get it right back,
And so they got
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
think Fabo ain't ready to come out that door and kill a bitch
You shittin' me, you think I'm lyin' when I say I'm pop by bill, bitch
You shittin' me, I
from her phone now
Tap out, yeah shorty love it when we go out
Class clown, yeah that's what they called me back at brown
Oh lil' mama will you cry for
control (now bring it back now)
We gon' make you lose control
And let it go, 'fore you know, you gon' hit the flo' (one, two, three, let's go)
I rock
I'm sayin'?
He ain't makin' no fuckin' sales though (it's funny-)
Yo, son, I just seen five fiends around a nigga, son
Fuck we, we gotta-
Come on,
I'm sayin'?
He ain't makin' no fuckin' sales though (it's funny-)
Yo, son, I just seen five fiends around a nigga, son
Fuck we, we gotta-
Come on,
control (now bring it back now)
We gon' make you lose control
And let it go, 'fore you know, you gon' hit the flo' (one, two, three, let's go)
I rock
you want some smoke with me then yea I'm pole clutching
When this song come on lil baby yea you better throw something (woo)
I heard a crack up in her
be the reason why they get it right back,
And so they got
Cocaine,
Forget it by the quarter,
Bring it by the pound, straight through the border.
you in the house?
Japan, are you in the house?
Everybody, are you in the house?
Baby, baby come on
Baby come on, baby come on
Oh, when you walk by every
name was brooke
And they call me Gordon Ramsey they need let him cook
But if I walk up in that bitch, then I can get it jumping
All that bitches look my
be a better playa than me
When I first got to the club
It was cool to fuck
Walked passed these hoes and they looked
Me up and back down again recognize
gripped by Kane
One hit got me stuck
It's the hero killer: Strain!
Just roll it in a Bob
When it hits, you feel no pain
And I don't need a grabba
I could
the 411, hun?)
I know you got it going on
(Hey yo, I got it going on) (I'm a bad boy)
As I sit back relax
Steam a blunt, sip a Becks
Think about
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