Lyrics:
What's up pretty lady
If you don't mind can I call you my baby
Girl hold my hand like you ready to go
We can stay here all night baby that's fo sho
taking over the industry fo'' sho
I feel like this bitin'' wannabe soldiers already know
I feel like Fresh is the best at beats
I feel like when you hear
lying on me fo
Had a Jordan year with 23 ho’s
Bitch I’m a savage with 21 flows
I’m known in the streets
Kicking 19 doughs
By the age of 17
I was
[Scarface]
Dirty
Nigga, dirty money
[Tanya Herron]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Scarface]
Dirty, fo sho
It's your downfall
[Tanya Herron]
Yeah,
of that dope nigga,I'ma split ya
Lil' Turk bout gun play and any day nigga whatever
Light or daytime it really don't matter
I'm a Hot Boy fo' sho'
I'm
been scared before my nigga
Ghetto from head to toe
When I got some lyrical foe my nigga
The mics the fo fo when trigga
Launchin my verbal
been scared before my nigga
Ghetto from head to toe
When I got some lyrical foe my nigga
The mics the fo fo when trigga
Launchin my verbal
when she messaged me
I knew we're gonna walk by the sea
It might sound little bit crazy
But she a pretty girl, my baby
Now I am seeing she a fo sho
you know Imma leave eventually
Yeah you always by my side baby
Only ride or die baby
Moving by design baby
Now I'm really back and forth
Calls just get
Yes I do
Do it to me girl uh
Yeah Yeah, (chicken clucking)
Yeah Yeah, (chicken clucking)
Fo Sho'
Yeah
It's been a long long time I've been
y'all niggaz don't know, it's eazy, to pimp a hoe
Bitches betta have my, money fo' sho'
Before they go, runnin they mouth, promotin half
I be dickin'
kids and now since ninety five back when easy died
of the h-i-v oh wat a disease and what a tragic time
bone bone bone fo sho u hear me and see me,
fo sho
Been by side I praise god for my rose
I love all of her
Even thorns when they show
But now you can chill
Watch me become the goat
I'm tryna
we don't stunt wit it
Off top Big Tymers gon' come with it
Layin it down this month cause we got a reason (fo' sho')
And we gon' rip shit up cause it's
(*talking*)
Screwzoo, what's the deal baby
Lil' Trae up in here, putting it down
Trying to hold it down, know I'm saying
Everybody out here,
baseline e dey cos problem
I just wanna I just want to faaji
Make you no dey dull me
Baby go down no listen to them
Cos if you try me
I go call fela
I go
it slow not here to critize
The last man brother for fo sho' it's time
You know baby space ain't hard to find
And eventually you gonna want yours
[Baby talking]
Um hmm:fo sho
You can do big thangs when you're the Big Tymers
And even if you ain't nigga just keep grindin' nigga
You really don't
blessed with what they call exclusive
Get it boys or you'll be dieing fo' sho'
We be rawlin ijamine got me stallin
Ching a ling he post it up
Wanted
they call exclusive
It?s like I'm [Incomprehensible]
Get it boys or you'll be dyin' fo' sho'
Yo, we be whylin', [Incomprehensible] Armani got me stylin'
the complexities I freeze is too deep to detain
Reflect, Kwa-Tone Tek eternally in the game (and De La) oh fo' sho'
We be shinin' the same
(De La) is whatcha need,
And the baby suffers from a rash 'cause he hasn't been changed in over a week
The oldest keeps things together, by scramblin up some powdered eggs
She's only 5,
bouhdi
Kighannsak kamel jra7i
Kifekrouni fik
Kighandir ila bash trta7i
Be3edtini 3lik
Be by my side daba safi
Que de l'amour et on chill
N3ichou bjoujna
wit' my light frame (Fo' sho)
I get it on like I'm Ty-sane (Lets Brawl!)
And every year more niggaz deceased (R.I.P.)
I shed a tear and pour liquor
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