Lyrics:
And you know can't mix that medicine with alcohol
Don't get yourself involved
I see you pussies getting old, menopause
Too much pussy on the road, I'm
fuck around, you could get your ass smoked
Look, its not a game, me B, I ain't playing
Beep behind me player, so you here anyway
You don't hear what
mercy, on my soul, time fly by, I watch my grandma get old
Body getting grim, reaper chasing my soul
Don't f*** with dem' papers, no sir, Dyre won't fold
ma’am yes ma’am am that’s all facts
Back back back back
Yes sir yes ma’am get the fuck back
Fact fact facts facts
Damn right
All I do is spit big facts
(bitch)
Banks jump yo fat ass in the mix
Yeah the shit gets hectic, but you gots to accept it
10 years chillin' in the game, well respected
But check
don't need no gun
But it's the 90's and n****s don't bump by the end of the round
The clown bound to dump, young chump
You don't wanna get caught up in
get fucked and get some head?
'Cause bitches all over wanna get fucked
I just need one with a lot of butt
Me and my homie rollin' and smokin'
Flat
that long
Where a lot of people get
Poked up and clapped on
My job really putting on for the city
You get popped like a wheelie for
Saying some old silly
by me, I want a lil' face
Think about it, I don't want relations with the lil' skank
Not Tay-K but I'm on the race
Big desert eagle, keep it on my
to Burger King to attack it like a Shaolin
I never pay for shit that I can get by doing dirt
Linger to the girl cashier and start to flirt
All up in her
to Burger King to attack it like a Shaolin
I never pay for shit that I can get by doing dirt
Linger to the girl cashier and start to flirt
All up in her
Spot is hot, people drunk off emotions
No joke, don't rely on old tricks
Catch a fade, get dropped in the mix
Everybody all around is in the mix
Feeling
upon my and peel this.
I'm takin a stand when i get in home killa, like them niggaz in pakistan
It's simple, gotta git em fore' i die like the old west
the next decade it will be gone
The arctic shelf be gone
We will all be dead dead dead
But don't worry about it
Because Netflix has a lot of stuff coming out
is your worst fear
Hook:
I don't have no time for waiting all around for
I don't really want no, hangers on my rain coat
Please sir, vultures all
count then make advance
Ship a pound don't weigh no grams
Ship you out can't mail it in
Pu*** good but the money better (I've got to leave)
The head game
almost hip gettin' curious
Mix-A-Lot the maker of revenue
Drop kick mud ducks on the avenue
Cadillac, some think I'm a mover
But the gold on the wheels
little bit of love, get a little back
All I need's a little homie, I don't need a lot
All I need's a little homie, I don't need a lot
Gimme little bit
on a Beretta
said he wanna bet that I don't throw a better
Now the game is surrounded by some money hungry bitches
I put the kisses on my fists and rolled
west in my Scott phase getting mentored by Kanye
Then I moved East to the m state now I rep L in the same way
But I don't ever take none Ima stand up til
had the nerve to repeat old fish eyed fool
Greed, hate, envy, what cake will do
Fuck tha game don't let the game fuck you
Follow the rules stay cool
Run it up
Count it up
Dosu I don't stop
Up by 15 points I'm never running out the clock
50 brand new goals
They said dosu that all a lot and do yung
getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance
I said Jim don't do it
getting ready to leave
When somebody grabbed old Jim by the sleeve
And this good looking girl was asking my buddy to dance
I said Jim don't do it
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