Lyrics:
flew
So I got a deal I sell pot too
Cause before I hit the pens I'm gettin bailed by Clue
[Chorus 2]
Holla back Young'n (Hoooo Hoooo!)
Holla back (Hoooo
Yea Yea
Trynna hustle with that pack
Trynna make that shit back yea yea
I'm surrounded by these niggas
And surrounded by these killers yea yea
Trynna
the lights low
Front row blinded by the light show
Chopper clip long like a light pole
What you know about pink coke on a white stove
Came a Longway from
sister, Mindy
I spit game like that to get brains like that
Butter soft leather seats, it came like that
If sex was football, I'd be a running back
Get ya
front
Girl I wan Dey Dey for you
Yeah yeah
Relax and let me sing for you oh yeah
Let me sing for you
I am amaze by the way you look girl
You pretty fine
an evening
These are horrible nights, so just go smoke outside
We’ll find a way out
In the backseat
In the front yard
By the front porch
Or the garage
Around
rest is on my born day
Bust it, sometimes I sit back and just reflect
Watch the world go by and my thought connect
I think about the time past
Let's dance! Uh
(Yes ma'am
Is Charlotte Johnson at home by chance?
Uh yea ma'am we're supposed to have a date tonight.
Where we going?
I'll
And I swear I made a couple hits off the cap
While you niggas be cappin so
GET BACK BACK BACK BACK!
I don’t want to stunt
But y’all be tryna front
GET
The forecast is calling for snow everyday
For the rest of time (yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Gangsta grillz)
B-I-G, put your heels and your lace fronts
somewhere else
Pretendin to be pushin the V's
Then two fiends walked up to me
Brought me back to reality
He want three and he want five
But my packed
reason Slide into reliving season Life by line in role reversal
Rolling by / 'til hearse rehearsal
Back and forth, back and forth
Back and forth, in
mine
Couldn’t take it anymore
By the grace of God (There was no other way)
I picked myself back up
(I knew I had to stay)
I put one foot in front
neighbors, on their front porch
(Their front porch)
(Their front porch)
(Their front porch)
(Their front porch)
But they didn't want me neither, so they
Now I Am Become Death, the Destroyer of Worlds
(At the club, shit tucked)
We be floatin' front to back, back to back, Bentley truck
Back up, Bentley
ah-ight? - the party is tight
Pass the ball all in the back head towards the front cause the wall
won't fall
I might make moves and motions
Start
Mally Mall!
We gettin' bread by the stacks
Blow a mil, make it back (truuuu)
Pretty boy Floyd with the bag (money)
Where you from? Where you at?
We
to the dashboard
On the mantle right by the front door you
Said if you leave you'd never come back
Well baby I don't believe that's were its at
Its all of wrong
to the dashboard
On the mantle right by the front door you
Said if you leave you'd never come back
Well baby I don't believe that's were its at
Its all of wrong
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
Wherever I am I won't forget my home
If you wanna twist me like a curling tong
I'll find my way back home to my neighbours front door
Wherever I am I
you've been missing
Boy I can't wait till you come back home
To have you all alone(As days go by)
I'm missing you baby
Patiently waiting
For you
of the instrumental
2020, I hit the bigger doubles, Full Circle living, so I hit the bigger hustles
Big by design, but I shine on the front line
Born for my destiny,
done paid my dues
Nwa is back this is
Front page news i'm Makaveli the Don
Is what they tell me
I'm armed I put my niggas up on
It Now we Amerikaz Most
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