Lyrics:
supposed to choke?
Had an accident when the Trojan broke
Aw, poor baby, born by a whore lady
Now I gotta strangle an (you're crazy), ha
I pop four E's
Only saw you once a fortnight at of all of them you had to choose that day
To Bible bash evangelizing in the street
Looking like a tramp who collected
weapon and I quickly start bustin'
I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen
I look at my riders, they say nothing's confusin'
Why, why, why? It's
back and said
I missed you so much can we take another ride
'By the sea' is what i feel, when I'm driving I-5 and my windows
Are all down and the music
Shit I'm too, yeah I'm too yeah I'm too annoyed
I did it all by myself but they don't want give me no credit noohoho
I don't keep cash on me baby
Baby you can ride or you stay on the bus stop
Won't even waste my time if you a jay or a buss down
Fly my whole family out to China for Kung Pao
I
They tell me i'm going to fast
Pull up skirt off in the jag
Baby girl you can relax
Go pop them tags
You can get up in your bag
Cause I just want you
saying
She gon have a baby then flee from her education
At the age of 16, credit card scam schemes
See a scar on her eye, boyfriend brutality
She will
This love flew by like a rocket, like a jet plane
Came and it went before I could even stand straight
How did this start I never thought that it
These streets are paved with stories
Of faded hopes and glories
No sleepless nights, no worries
Hey, baby, what's your hurry?
I'd like to get to know
These streets are paved with stories
Of faded hopes and glories
No sleepless nights, no worries
Hey, baby, what's your hurry?
I'd like to get to know
People by like
Just live for today, just live for today
You only live once so make it count today
Just for live for today, just live for today
Don’t
Shake hands with the teller
Then tell her it's my pleasure
Remember, bank account was in overdraft
Remember, couldn't pay the credit card back
Mask
I sit down it just hurts
Imma keep stacking credits till I'm buried in the earth
Summercamp's the hardest artist y'all ain't never heard
I been doing
credit score
She hate what I adore
She thinks that I'm annoying
She hate my best friends
And them regular ones
She said that she like music
Just not my
straight hunnids,
Count it,
By the stacks
Baby still bill strapped
This a big bag you can get sack,
Say she was kiss cash,
Give it lip action,
Throw
carrying cash keep them credit cards with me
Long as she bad luh bih getting a chance ima beat down her back if she thick or she Skinny
Hit on your head
as my credit can vouch
A dog couldn't catch me a- out
Tell me who can stop when Dre makin' moves
Attracting honeys like a magnet
Giving 'em eargasms
baby
On God baby
On God baby
On God yea
On God baby
I swear they all phony
Pretending to be family and act like the homie
I give myself the credit they
Read ya Bible every but still wish a nigga would
Do I go try to hit a lick
Maybe credit card fraud
Should I go and flip a brick
Or just pick up a second
ain't a easy ask
Accept it or regret it you never get the credit
If it ain't working out you really shouldn't sweat it
A hurt baby mother bound to do some
I want the biggest house on the block with a yard
I wanna fly everywhere and put the miles on my credit card
Four story house and a king-sized bed
Stuck with me when I violated p-role
And came up when she started with zero
Baby Bash Latino Robert de Niro
She got with me 'cause her hubby was
the movie and I'm the hero
Stuck with me when I violated p-role
And came up when she started with zero
Baby Bash Latino Robert Dinero
She got with me
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