Lyrics:
wave, keep your corner paid
Make that trunk wave from the cradle to the grave
Me and Screw you, what you wanna do
Let me come down Po-yo got his crew
Got
wave, keep your corner paid
Make that trunk wave from the cradle to the grave
Me and Screw you, what you wanna do
Let me come down Po-yo got his crew
Got
when and everywhere that I go (Everywhere)
When I think of you I put my head to the flo' (To the flo')
I'm afraid of love, always on my tip-toes
talk about no kilos
Where I'm from just dope fiends,
Ain't no motherfuckin' heroes
My shades dark, my tints up,
my toes down, my heads up
And I ain't
Stabbed your bro now he’s red like Ed
The paigans styll got touched but my guys we’re still untouched
Drive by now his head is crushed
He only got 2 after
watch the time, he lost his life
He on the same clock
I'm mixing my designer with my Louis
Look like a raindrop
I am nothing like your nigga
We are not up
hard to breath
Then you know and you go
Start undressing my clothes
Lay you on the bed I lick you head from your toes
We know that's it's on both of us
less people with
Snapbacks and tattoos
The furthest from bad dudes
They've just been corrupted
People say I sound like Q Tip
Keep you on the up tip
(Yuh)
I screwed the little tip on the silencer so a nigga can shoot with no sound
I take your bitch to the islands so she can know that you won't come
All can't talk it
Fake it to make it so quick, now
Ball game call it
Taking the dub from the tip-off
Yeah, I'm that super nigga y'all been waiting for
to make it so quick, now
Ball game call it
Taking the dub from the tip-off
Yeah, I'm that super nigga y'all been waiting for
You see me fly by with my cape
the F.N got a scope
going to make the news if you run up ima take your soul
Man i'm a G ima always stand ten toes
I'm in the hood know i sleep with
ups and kicks the bucket
Just like ole man Mose'
When you get no kicks from lovin'
And you blow your top instead
It's a fact that you ain't
that you cum
We'll be smiling with the rising sun
Hydro and a bottle of rum
Getting numb from your toes
To the tip of your tongue
Tearing holes in your
to Nebraska for a date with Toni Braxton
Ice look like a drunk princess shaving her legs
Princess cuts from my toes to the braids of my head
I'm bolted down I
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys bleeding blocks, in these H-Town streets
Man it's going down, making ghetto
some thoed dudes, from the Southside
On the mic G, and we are going live
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys
some thoed dudes, from the Southside
On the mic G, and we are going live
Drop your top, and roll with me
It's the Big Moe, and that E.S.G.
Boys
shot the visa, my Louis shirt matching the feature's
I got this shit on my neck it be turnin' your hoe to a porn star easy
That nigga, he turn to a plate
get too friendly
Best friends
To lovers
Till lovers turn to enemies
So fuck me like you hate me
Boy I don't understand
Cuz you talked up your head
So
bosses and take hostage
Your whole setup from the ground up we lock shit
Blood flood your eye, fuck up your optics
Switch to killer instincts for
the first nigga that's catching a case
I stalk through the hood, get a QP, I'm so G
You can not do me, I'm a certified gangsta
And I'm sponsored by Louis
and Malone when we play the mall
I be goin out my way to call
'Cause I love the way your hips make your jeans seem like they too small
Them see-through tops
lead bustin', leavin' niggas head gushin'
You niggas talkin' 'bout guns like you said something
I'll be lacin' 'em, hollow tips, I be wastin' 'em
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