Lyrics:
They know I gotta stay lit
I got day ones I gotta stay wit
Live by the street code I can't change it
They told me stay focused you could make it out
to the club
Jumping out of the Jag
24's still spinning with a dealership tag
Brand New
Bright leather guts and pearl blue
These hoes they choosing like a lucky
Cumbria's number yan public offender
Charged with blue blooded neglect of the Carvetii tribes agenda
I put these curses into verses to seek out and
Bend ya
and pearl blue
These hoes they choosing like a lucky horseshoe
But that's alright cause I don't pay these hoes no mind
As I stroll to the front of the VIP
So bow down to your master,
And fit the image bound straight for disaster,
Enslaved and misled
By the lies that you've been fed.
As you lay there
Don't try to hide it. i can read you like a book
I know your kind of girl
I can tell just by the way you look
So sweet and innocent but you're filthy
we locked and we're doin' time
The flow Bistro like gravy fool
So you can get lady slewed by Baby Blue
Mega:
S.A.S., many brothers do rap like a new
Waiting by the telephone
Whatever you do
Don't call daddy
In my hair
Everywhere
Everywhere
And everywhere
Fingerprints of you
Filthy, dirty
bitch is brand new
My drip is brand new
My whip is brand new
My blues all brand new
Everything's brand new, brand new
I hit up my jeweler and told em I
bitch stacking blue mounds
And I ain't stacking for no choir, I just want different gun sounds
And this is fun now, how I'm doing daily rundowns
Have
Remix!
One two one two (one two one two)
This the I'ma Boss remix
Meek Milly
Let's go!
I'm ride or die, I'm ridin' by, hollerin' West Side right
them I'm a blaze her
I'm the Bad Boy flavor, light blue gators
NOT GUILTY, and I'm filthy, c'mon
(Chorus)
[Black Rob (Puffy)]
I be the Eastside
Cold
You know the yolk it's spreading from
You laugh as people scatter 'bout
Surrounded by a veil of stars
You realize your life is dark
that, the kick back
Freeze up like water
PA 1-5 nigga, like to stay high nigga
Hoes call me first class
Cause I stay fly nigga
I'm known to skate by nigga
Perfect for pictures, baby a winner
She's my dinner
Spice in the coop, baba ganoush
Shawty on the top of my flute
Playing the blues
All she do is
time
And musket men in Navy blue
Pass by the filthy window view
“Be ya willin to take the King’s shillin’
Ya lazy shit faced landlubber cur?!”
Spat in my
do? They are just demons, they can't escape you
Tear you down till you're black and blue, till you're black and blue, till you're black and blue
Can we
Put them up
Put them up high
Make sure you look me in the eye
Thou shall never toast
With water you filthy ghost
I'm dancing on eggshells
Breaking
got blue chips in the face
Glock with two tips, whoever gets in the way
Not to mention the hideaway that rests by the lake
Consider my raw demeanor
got blue chips in the face
Glock with two tips, whoever gets in the way
Not to mention the hideaway that rests by the lake
Consider my raw demeanor
you've got the oddsock blues
Now with my lady by my side
I thought I'd take a motor ride
Take down the roof and swallow the sun
Smiling down on every one
a square blue yard
Wanted a choice, but you took it too far
You're not just the things that you think you are
Down in the trench your future awaits
Tied up
But, why you keep asking
Like all this came out of the blue?
But I been like this, I been like this
Run your mouth, but I'm on your lips
Say
A thick cloud caught a piper cubs tail
The match struck blue on a railroad rail
The old puff horse was just pullin' through
And a man wore a peg leg
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