Lyrics:
ready to (Mow)
You know they don't play
They ready to spray
Don't ever come by me I stay with a drac
I'm making my money it go to the bank
You getting no
you know I won't type back
Don't fuck with the talking dont fuck with the chit chat
You can come play you can get yo ass bitch slapped
Niggas know not
or not
It's that no mood to play, move out the my way
Yo, I been whistlin' this tune from throughout the day
Hey, yo, this is that ol' y'all niggas
peace
On the concrete streets where bodys lay, gotti plays
Swing around my way you float in Biscayne Bay
M.I.A.'s a jungle, survival is a struggle
You try
right in your face
Play this a lot smarter
{Joe Mafia}
Low avalanche, wobblely stance, ask for rain dance
We the same cats blazing your lab
Wu-Capone
relate to that
If you sell coke or crack I relate to that
When its yo' turn to blow there ain't no turning back
It seem like in anotha lifetime I used
Hook 1:
We in webbtown gettin it like errrry fuckin day.
I got bundi l got blacc get dis money anyway Tear da Top off da roof if yo ass wanna play
the feel, you can play it anytime
Its smooth, is the groove, play it back behind the rhyme
So please, put a freeze, on hooving and hollering
Fans deserve
tryna be a savage dawg
Tryna play wit that loaf that'll get Yo a** toast
This is fire squad but you aint listen to J cole
I Came in wit 2 Chainz
Now
got her by tomorrow
She a hoe I'm like adios
I'm with Yo, no Gotti though
Family, gotta keep em close
Enemies gotta keep em closer
I'm a king and I'm
a treadmill
As long as they print it
My niggas gon' get it
Pop a yerk off, half a pill
This shit got me twitchin' and itchin
Like Yo Gotti
When I drop this
no games to play /anthill to ant u niccas gonna learn today /snuff there goes a life not taken by her own /surely wouldn't have happened if she was
Pendulum power,
Like Solomon's ring,
How could you think,
I could be stopped by man?
So many bodies in my iMac Pro,
So many bodies on my MacBook, yo,
So
You safe in my arms
That's getting me hard
Lay on yo side
Take off draws
Lift up to thighs
This pussy is mind
Stick to yo body
I beat it like drum
Nom
hit
And them youngins don't play, they on all of the fuckery
Youngest in charge, man, these niggas can't fuck with me
We having sticks with the drum
you can do two stepping beat by Drum Kidd you need to start to love us c’mon
Drum Kidd
Cause today we are going to dance going to dance going to dance
the hatin'
Fo I turn yo bitch ass to the late great
I'll leave yo body cold like the Great Lakes
So you better play yo role like you took a slate
Somebody
know it’s gotta be sumthin
I don’t lost so much trust my heart gotta be numb
Since I’m playing with these bands I went got me a drum
One of the coolest
Yo introducing the improvement of a natural act
You hear this beat drop and watch it move the front to the back
And it's actually time to react
just flew out, this nigga ne yo sleep, so I'm a go over to this mp and see if I can come up with my own track to keep it movin' yea let me try that,
steak she gone eat it up till I get done
I make a bitch think that I bake by the way that I get to that cake and I play wit them buns
I just went
slammin' all my plays
Stood up at the sto' so long they thought ian have no where to stay
Seven5 for da half basket, 150 for the whole thang
Like im Gotti
or choose later you can't have the bitch
She want a nigga to buy her diamonds and live lavish yeaaah
You gotta play the cost to be the boss when yo bitch that
goal
3rd Bass settin' soul in the hole
Yo man, why don't you give me the pole man?
Why are you freezin' me out?
Yo man, 'cause you can't play, you
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