Lyrics:
avoid now could it, I'll listen to you tell me what's ya name and what ya hood is but I got my girl with' me, get in the club with me? Naw ya see dog I
Always wanted to raise kids by the side of a Vixen
And at this point of the song, girl I know you grinnin
So tell me, ma, what's it gonna be
She said
You
with Killaweed
I'm from Killaweed
If you need Killaweed you know where i be
(Killaweed)
I got it 2 for 10 but put you on to my man's
(Damn)
My numbers
McLaren gone in the fast lane
Don't show me love homie we know you act strange
I be sparked like a blunt
And I'm way out in front
Accolades what I hunt
Boy
Appreciates all the love I give
Boy, I gotta shake it off
Gotta do what's best for me
Baby and that means I gotta
Shake you off
By the time you get this
Appreciates all the love I give
Boy, I gotta shake it off
Gotta do what's best for me
Baby and that means I gotta
Shake you off
By the time you get this
oprah oprah i say that shit hundred times
You know i got to shine that what im here for
Spent a couple Benjies and i put it in my ear loab
Yeah i drive
You already know we about to tear it down
(Uh, uh)
We got something to stand out from the crowd
(Uh, uh) and tell them niggas they don’t
Wanna know
the crown, homie
(Jogger)
Got the, got the, got the Midas touch
I ain’t lookin’ at my wrist to know your time is up
They don’t get it?
Really, really, go
Forget about him
Let him go
It won't hurt what he don't know
What's he trying to say to you
What's he trying to tell you
He don't really care
Face
a gentleman
You know you got my heart girl
And you got mine too
You know a brotha' serious
So what you gone do?
As long as we pursue God together, uh
Hallelujah
And I know that girl know it add to her ego like
Fe Fi Fo Fum
Big ass heart but you make the shit numb
Yeah the situation that we in got me feeling dumb
I
Pass one to me
Smoke three
You know we going till the morning
Yeah we don't ever stop
Yeah
Now if you got it lit blow some smoke in the air
Got the baby
dumb when you know what I do
Catch you booted by Hitchhippers too
Then go live smokin' you with the guys
Six-two bullets, fire them like some fries
Keep
Baby be my dancer
I'm gone throw them bands up
I can see it from the front
Baby toot that ass up
I'm like what your name is
You should get to know me
Drum Dummy Trap swazzy
Its B.Thomp yea Yeah
She dont know what she missing
Im gone always hold you down
She dont kno what she missing
Dropping
the club tried slipping me pills
I don't trust guys each and every one will lie to you
I said I understand but it's not what I try to do
I wasn't even
that y'all niggas here ain't even ready for war
You ain't built for what you bargained for, cause I know I'm a force
Put me in my chamber, it's not time
She don't wanna leave
Baby let's count 123 like
Hit it so good she thought
She joined the street life
Take off all them clothes
Baby you know you was
Boost Mobile
Two pots on stove trap house still local
Gettin' money, now I'm global
Pussy nigga I don't know you
Get money, I'll show you
Got
fuck it (what?)
Always gonna hustle till my money right
And when my money right
They hit the bunny life
You know like Babs or the Bugs (right?)
Hand
I'm in the stew, that means the booth
You know what I do, you see how I move
Cooking up dope, that's hot music
You know I don't lose, especially
Cookies Maywood I need good gas if I got it you got it
Thats down to my last run it up in my Hemi I don't even like to brag huh
She gone give it
got my mind made I gotta be that rich motherfucker
Set it up so my grandkids don't suffer
The phat hummer
The phat drummer - what's your choice?
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