Lyrics:
Yeah
The Remix
I know I'm destined to win
And you are too
I'm inspired too
By You and You
Right
Aye
Uh
Woke up and I started my day, now I'm feeling
Hustle Gang
Remix! F.D.B!
West Side, Bankhead, that's where I'm from
Everything y'all did, it been done
My Tru game and my shoe game
You can't touch
Yeah yea
I'm pulling up, you're pulling out
That's all that we do now
Breakdowns, build- ups
That's what we go through now
Force me in, I force my
Intro:
I’m the only one on the remix to my own
I hope that’s okay with you
And you, and you
This my letter to God
Hook:
God, send me an angel
Hey hmm
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh
German sure for the girl them na
You know who it's yea on the remix thing
I got my ghetto team
Y'all know what this is (D-Block!)
Oh yeah, by the way
This is the remix (Woo!)
[Chorus]
You can kiss your ass goodbye (d-block, d-block,
[Chorus: Trey Songz]
Even though I'm in the streets, you know exactly what I do,
And then I, chase this paper you ain't gotta wait for me
yack
So watch where ya goin and know where you at
Cause me and my goonz don't
Know you like that never been a sucka
Metal in the duffle i'm all about my
niggas how you staying till da end
Them n***** talking reckless like a remix we gone spin
You my Bonnie I'm yo Clyde you know we thugging until da end
it's the remix baby
Now let me get into it
And do it how I do it
Yeah, long hair don't care like the Jewish
God man
I'll be dumpin' and I eat
Love king, love king forever
You know I had to remix it right
Talk my talk
At 11:00PM I be rolling
12:00AM I dove in
Till 3:45 in morning
Sex
You know Eminem has a choppy flow
Down go the mumble rappers like a domino, off we go
Into this traffic, it’s stop and go,
Rock and roll
Dissed em,
fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist
And you know
Heat rooms like a thermometer
Two-forty
twenty-eight,eights)
Then I be like girl you know just who I am (don't hate, hate)
Say I done fell in love wit a stripper you all
All I do is flirt with her, and I
Legs sprain in a ditch
I know that you're fake
I know that you're not okay
I know you want me by your side
I already told you to rest in peace
I have
Hit the gas can't pull up by a church we in a demon
Hop out palm angels I ain't made a hit but I got remix
Stop tripping about them bitches two
Cash Money Millionaires
Hundred mill nigga, how we flipped it off the ave
Blood rich gang, you know we filthy nigga
The money do swing, behind a killin'
my eye and let you know I got the game
When I pass by I know exactly what u say
He's so fly
And he's so coo
Hey shawty (Hey shawty)
What it do
He mad
fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist
And you know
Heat rooms like a thermometer
Two-forty
All my dogs but we don't do fetch (nah)
Unless I put some on ya head (Takeoff)
Dropped out of school I didn't graduate (you know I didn't graduate)
cannot google me
You cannot bing
You cannot move wit me if you gon sing
I cannot fuck with you if you a fiegn
I dont know what to do i need a queen
I dont
Voltio
(bumper remix)
luny tunes, que paso
(if you hit it gonna break my bumper)
rompe el bumper
(if you hit it gonna break my bumper)
hahahaha
(if
You know my number, lil' baby, I know it's late night
I can put you on this ride, out of space, right
We steady pushin' this pedal, ain't got no
whoo yaah
Martinsfeelz music and currency baba oh
this is the remix oh this is the remix oh
me and you me and you baby (baby girl make we leave them)
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