Lyrics:
trust love, I need your love
I wanna treat love right
Love this is your night
Hey DJ! This is dedicated to love
I can tell by the way that you talk
Yeah
Three Six
Boogie Mane
Hypnotize Mindz, you know?
Niggas get scared when they see these hard hittas
Walk up in the motherfuckin' club, we
know my face
When I pass by betcha girl'll wave "Hey!"
They feelin my dougies
Fresh like dougie
But not dougie fresh
Dougie Z
I'm thuggin
And you
Fuck I look like trying to talk to a cop
Heard he gave a description, it came from a opp
These niggas ain't street for real
I'm by my lonely when I'm
'til these niggas start acting
Shoot a nigga like a film in a movie
Nigga, gone let 'em have it
We ballin' like the March Madness
All these cops
in you"
Fuck around, get some metal in you
My name ring bells, I could sell out whatever venue
For us, by us
For us, by us
For us, by us
For
out the mall
(You like, you like)
I keep my money rolled up in some knots
(You like, you like)
The shiny jewelry I had to cop
(You like, you like)
You
crappy flip flops
Oh and his crappy haircut
And his crappy social anxiety
And his crappy book club
And his crappy
Oh my GOSH what a loser
Kevin's out with
get draft if I don't get stopped by the cops
Walk in the club and I beat up the opp yeah he just got cashed and he screaming stop
I'm in the pussy its
the cops
Ah, what they gon' say, ah, don't wan' play
Rrr, get 'em in the club, ah, smokin' on hay, ah
When I'm in my ride, ah, people walkin' by
Pistol
wan' play
Get 'em in the club, ahh, smokin' on hay
When I'm in my ride, people walkin' by
Pistol by my side, in case dem wan' try
Watcha gonna do?
We took some loses ya dig
Took that shit right on the chin
Now I walk in the club like the man
Might get between you and her plans
Don't approach
Chea you could get got on the spot
Shot in the club parking lot from the AK
I’m shootin’ ‘till the trigger get hot, ahh
Pull my sleeve over my hand
I, am an everyday rudebwoy
(yeah, celebrity face, ain't it true enough?)
So where I rest I'm stressed by the 5-0 (here we go)
Cops drive around
a young OG
Have faith and do it B.I.G
Who rock grooves and make moves with all the mommies?
Back of the clubs with D'usse is where you'll find me
Back
Yea, it's been a long time coming man. What everybody's been waiting. Throw your hands up now.
Q
EVERYBODY IN THE FRONT OF THE CLUB (Throw your
It's not usual, the game be, all up on some South shit
Straight west coasting, you can tell by my outfit
Red 'nati fitted, "Blood in, Blood out"
on shoes
Walk in the club with one bitch, leave with two
By myself at the top like cocoon
When I'm in the coupe I feel like a cocoon
Designer gifts red
by the reaction
Above the caption
Shit was super lit
Without the pics
It didn't happen
If they close the club
We at the house
Don't wanna start a riot
Sneak attack
Whole team getting racks
If I speak about money
Then it's all facts
Fall off in the club
Watch em all flock fast
Call this hoe a scene
recorded song
By si si si bunoes bonita.
You wanna ever be mine stay on hip hop
But tonight where gonna reggaton the whole club.
All you gotta do is
cows
Are a little late
And will be out of date by tomorrow
Her mother placed on virginity
Saying it was the holy place to be
For the things boys had
laid face down on the concrete
Cuz a cop said you fit the descript
Ever got pulled over in a nice Hood
They gripped up cuz they feel
Like you a threat
Yo, law is it cool if a nigga just
Get fucked up for this one?
Yeah, Mr fuck-a-Cop is back
And I still don't give a fuck, yaknahmsayin'?
Puffin'
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