Lyrics:
sucking shit, bitch, you a hoe
Don't put me at, stop, do something, oh yeah
Put me on camera, I'm a threat
Don't put me on camera
Bitch look ugly, like
[LOC]
I'm Hip-hop by definition.
[DADDY X]
Punk rock runs through my veins.
[LOC]
I stepped on many stages.
[DADDY X]
Puffed on many strains.
[LOC]
how my dice kiss
Push you pay me, and if I roll trips you pay me twice bitch
I rocks, believe it or not
Come broke to a dice game, step off and leave
out, is truly something difficult
Don't even run up on me, unless you want your brain broke
I'm out of bullets letting loose my last clip
I'ma kick
burdens down daddy,
On me?
I say why you laid your burdens down daddy
On me?
We were just rolling and I was by his side, shit
He drove a semi for a living,
Yo bitch on my dick and she ready to blow
They call me Lil K yeah the Teenage G.O.A.T (teenage g.o.a.t)
If you mess wit me you get tag on yo toe
We
Break through wit the rythm that'll rock your whole crew
Thought you knew; I ain't no punk or no pooh-butt
Step to me, the cops are still diggin niggas up
here bears don't cry
I'll sing you a lullaby
Shut your little tender eye
As we let life pass us by
I will be your guiding light
Teach you all your wrong
And you can have a listen after that and this and
D-O-N-'T M-O-V-E wit out permission
From the D.O. to the C., I'm just better than
The normal man
to give
You drained my heart of all its love with every sweet caress
I keep saying o'er and o'er I don't love you anymore
Trouble is I don't love you any
fitted in Gucci, Prada, and snake skin
Young OG
The G O D
You see me not your D O G
So keep six feet
Been sick of you
Like C O V let's see I D
Been balling
happnin'? (WHAT?!)
[Verse One - Trick Daddy]
Half step pussy ass nigga
Why you lookin' at a nigga like you wanna run one wit' me?
I got my big gun wit' me
I'm go always Rock out
I said I'm go always Rock out
Aye man Ima Rock out
Even if I'm by myself or with the gang that shit ain't gonna change nokap
California with some new shit
I'm Sir Too Short I'm bout to do this
In 1981, that's where it all begun
We do it for the money we don't rap for fun
Five
I'm Sir Too Short, I'm bout to do this
In 1981, that's where it all begun
We do it for the money, we don't rap for fun
Five dolla's fo' a tape, Too
slick, I'm cool, I'm solid gold
They call me the Kid Creole
[Cowboy]
I'm the C.O.W.B.O.Y. why
The man's so bad that you can't deny
And when you act
wanted
[Caller number 1]
W boom boom beat baby
[Chorus: repeat 2X]
How you like it daddy (Would ya do it from the front?)
How you like it daddy
daddy's out of town so uhh, you can fuck around
It's okay to check in that Motel 6
$59.95, not a cent more for that dirty-ass hoe
Yeah, stop by that
Shorty Rock,
Ah, shorty rock don't stop
Oh Baby won't you take me back
Shorty rock
Ah, shorty rock don't stop
What's it gonna take for you
ass nigga
Why you lookin' at a nigga like you wanna run one wit' me?
I got my big gun wit' me don't feel like doofin' I feel like shootin' FOOL!
and shockin' and rockin', go house
Everybody say, rock it, don't stop it (Crowd repeats)
Well hit me, Mr. Biggs (Crowd repeats)
Pow Wow (Crowd repeats)
G-L-O
'til you see 'em in action
King of my palace, these niggas average, I'm hard as a hammer they softer then fabric
Hoe's call me daddy, they diggin' my
of
a million years
Shoo
Shaw
Shirsh
Go on die salt light
You billion yeared
rock knocker
Gavroom
Seabird
Gabroobird
Sad as wife & hill
Loved
Hollywood
Deixa ele passar, tu quer ser Bonny & Clyde
Vê se não confunde
Im popstar come go fly
In the plane gold
Like maroon five
SAy ok bye, bye
I don’t
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