Lyrics:
the Red Monkey Jeans? My shirt was made by Gino Green (Nice shirt)
My jewels was made by David Bling (David) They call me the underground king
Chain bling
Hop out the chevy roll heavy no sense and a machete
Them boys from deep in the sticks keep a fo fifth at the ready
Shoulda known bitch I stay petty
I knew when I was young, when December fifth comes
Black Pete's the one the kids are getting gifts from
This custom caused a shit storm, there's
Top of the morning
Thinking of you
Plan my day
My list of to do
Stop at the cleaners
Pick up my suit
Make reservations for two
Buy you some
the red 911, lookin' devilish (haha)
Red beam make a bitch nigga sit down (huh)
Thought it was bulletproof 'til he got hit the fifth time
Drop Palmolive
it reigns hot
Making necks snap back, like a slingshot
E hustle, and muscle my way in
Then tussle for days in, on my own with guns blazing
Not for
We hustle all day til' we break night (Uh)
Keep a Four-fifth in the safe tight
With a red beam like a break light (Huh)
Shorty was bad (Bad)
Her man
Slide up inna Panorama panoramic picturing
Drive by wit clips shooting movies no premiering
I whip the jag at a red light I veer it
Ain't tryna be
and day
Seeds get to planting, and murder was planed, and
I stand by your door till the moment that you awake
Scavenger eyes, full of surprise
Felt my heart
Dead by dawn swallow your soul
Similar to if I kick in your teeth: swallow a sole
You a dub
W Clan, y'all can swallow us whole
Or get snubbed with
ready for it
Last year, coulda signed for six figures, that ain't my story
'Cause one day, I'ma be rich, nigga, and give the glory to the most high
And by the wild beasts of the earth
When he opened the fifth seal
I saw under the altar
The souls of those who had been slain
Because of the word of God
how to live, ba-by
We're luxurious, like E-gyptian cotton
We're so rich in love, we're rollin', in cashmere
Got it in fifth gear, baby
Diamond in
Question for the the maker and it's aw yeah?
This the way it's supposed to be huh? Alright
Sippin'
On a glass of red wine
Right before bedtime
your gung ho got'cha niggas by your side
And the topic of your every conversation's let's ride
But let's take 5 and then put that shit aside
But you
the whole world
Uh be drink if life
Was a fifth
Life's a struggle it'll be ok
We gone all see rainy days
Gotta know the sun'll shine by faith
Born to rise
Little Red Riding Hood on her way
Become the Hero oft he Day!
A thousand miles of life later, fooled by hunters and traitors
But she is still okay, never
descendant, gold Jesus on my pendant
Got to pull it out for everyone that's in attendance
Okay, back in the day as a college park tenant
Still can't believe
I rolled in bumpin' 10s into Broadway
Dirty boots been a working like a dog day
Boot scootin' to the juke for some Conway
Or anything to get my
ya wife in red and pair in twos like handmaids
Then steal ya baby on its birth day for the grand parade
Fuck your pampers day I'll slice your face off
Yet, if they press me sharply, and harry me through the day,
Then look for me by moonlight,
Watch for me by moonlight,
I'll come to thee by moonlight,
(yeah)
(We keep flowin') in the sun, sun, su-su-su-sun (in the sun)
I arise from my melinence to the sun beginning
Kiss by the ray of a sunny day
But
That fifth go
Thats how i get down
Ayo that Trey go
That Ruger go
That Nina go
Thats how i get down
Ayo my Glock go
That eighth go
That fifth go
Thats
Come this holiday
Chill music all the way
New day with new sway
Bring the heat on cool days. Hurray yeah
Oh this twenty-fifth
Better than Halloween
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