Lyrics:
sire
Thought you was on top
(I'm tha King)
I pass right by ya
I will not stop and I won't retire
I came, I saw, I conquered with no big names
(I'm tha
the card, I hate carrying money
Big bank by the book, library the money
Coming in all ways, got various money
Left home broke then I came back rich
Ducked off
Starting of my day with the gun in my hand
Leave you dead in the desert like you running out of sand
You done made my glock hot, somebody bring me
nothing wrong with me I like being dolo
I ain't tripping over hoes bro
Cuz I got plenty
Lately my heart been empty
Bitch you know you dead wrong
I'm just
'cause it won't slide.
Brown sub will wet ya ass like a dunk ride.
You're dead wrong for thinkin' them chicos won't ride.
Opa Locka revolve around
'cause it won't slide.
Brown sub will wet ya ass like a dunk ride.
You're dead wrong for thinkin' them chicos won't ride.
Opa Locka revolve around
on her booty I told her I'm finished
Get missing I'm gone I hit the wind whether right or I'm wrong
She be stuck in her ways like a big booty in A thong
her home (Getta home)
You think that lame ass demeanor
Gon' make her wanna come to see ya
You shoulda listened to big
Ya dead wrong (Dead wrong
sire
Thought you was on top
(I'm tha King)
I pass right by ya
I will not stop and I won't retire
I came, I saw, I conquered with no big names
(I'm tha
to remove doubts and
Think about it, there's two sculptors named Gutzon and Lincoln
Who carved dead president heads
Who got paid dead president heads by
That was misled from the get
By a bitch
That implanted some stupid shit
Off in your head
Now he dead
Full of lead
That’s just they how they play it
No
Yo! Of course I saw when Gwen Stefani grab him by him tie
And carry him and introduced him to the naked guy and said don't be shy
Weh yuh tink
blue or red
But cross the wrong brothers, and end up dead
You catch a body full of bullets, and get blasted
Tryin' to be a gangsta but you just ain't
see no wrong though
Snake in grass I lawn mow
Bakin' shit, I make some shit
I did it what you tried too
Touchin' walkin' by you
Who you finna lie
tryna get no head
Running from the feds
Man I think I might dead ay
That lil' bitch she got me by my neck
Hold up
Spend another check
That's a big flex
past ya)
[Chorus]
[Outro: Ghostface Killah (sample)]
Toney Starks Radio (something ain't wrong with me)
Mama got a big butt, mama got a big butt
ass
Big titties yeah you know she da baddest
Big bandz yeah I got the balance
Big cup bitch I drink by the gallons
Big woods bitch I smoke by the pound
keep that 40 on me
And I'm still screaming fuck you
And all your dead homies
I ain't had nobody cause I got it by my lonely
Its lob cause loyalty is what
me on the ground when I was down, you know you dead wrong
How you say you wanna be a leader, but you led wrong?
How you say you know your worth, but
down (What)
Oh my gosh, they live by the cold
You know we ain't making a sound (Big stupid)
You thinking about playing around
With my respect i'm making
Got some Ps in the passenger seat
Big 40 on my lap and the FM by my feet
She's as thick as a gram in the wood
Nah, I wish the bitch would
Got some Ps
when the mack blow, dead in my castle
And in the blink watch how quick life pass you
What's wrong with motherfuckers,
When will the ever learn
Keep
sire
Thought you was on top
(I'm tha King)
I pass right by ya
I will not stop and I won't retire
I came, I saw, I conquered with no big names
(I'm tha
Cookin things up like a new toaster
Powered by the sun. We call it solar
Never gonna be the one to lower
This big gun. I got in my shoulder
Kill you all.
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