Lyrics:
y'all
This dance ain't for everybody
Only the sexy people
So all you fly mothers, get on out there and dance
Dance, I said!]
Salt and Pepa's here,
[Intro]
Yeah, this record for my baby, my baby boo
I know I'm always on the road, I'm always gone
And you say I never make records for you no more
Good morning
Good morning
I rather die on my feet
Than live on my knees
I come from the bottom
So I deserve all the good I receive
Good morning
Good
your side, yeah
When they all leave
Cause I know it ain't easy no, when you have no one by your side
I know it ain't easy no, when you have no one by
yeah
Too good to pass her up
I was riding around getting my dick sucked by the neighborhood hoe
Riding around getting my dick sucked by the neighborhood
to be the big guy
I hope last time ain't nun like this time
I hope last time won't be nothing like this time
On the line of good and evil you ain't ever
ain't selling nothing for the low
Yeah I'm the shit baby girl and I know
Bet on myself cuz these fuck n***as won't
Cuz all that I know I won't bend I
in my own lane
And I don't like to
Keep a lot of people around me
I stand up in the water by myself
I will not be drowning
If you down for me let
feeling good
Just like you should
Talking all them drugs
Like what you heard about?
I got side bitches ya'll don't know about
All them hoes try to ride this
going up for a nigga
Down days ain't nobody for you
I was fucked up couldn't grub with them nigga's
When i was down state
Ain't never send no cake
Them
at your picture my nigga
puttin hash with the weed wit a mixture of liqour
we can't kick it you ain't wit us is the shit I can't figure
nigga I miss ya
damn, look what done walked in
Pumps and a bump, breath smellin like gin
Baby, you look good with that blue dress on
Maybe some day me and you can be
I ain't got shit for you baby
I ain't got shit to lose
Tank fulla gas no fumes
I don't smoke that shit have it all to your own
Got it by myself but
as good as you
If not better
Shit, I ain't even sure my mother knew
It hurts, yeah 2014 was the worst year
I lost the only person aware of my worst fear
Hello my friends
So happy to see you again
I was so alone
All by myself I just couldn't make it
Have you heard baby what's the wind blown round
Hello my friends
So happy to see you again
I was so alone
All by myself I just couldn't make it
Have you heard baby what's the wind blown round
Hello my friends
So happy to see you again
I was so alone
All by myself I just couldn't make it
Have you heard baby what's the wind blown round
Yea
Huh, look
It's Free Rebels in this bitch
Ohh ohh
Ayo, Oran, what's good
Grim, I see you
Look, you ain't cool (Huh) have my young boys wrap you up
that if you gon' pull that (come on)
Where the hood at?
It's all good
It's all good, dog is the hood (I am the hood)
It's all good, dog is the hood
League
Gee-willickers Batman, you be the fat man
I drop the little boy, and you do the dash man
What it do
Hop out the whip, I switch the coupe
I know her
and passes up
On other good guys, but you like her too (like like like like)
So I don't understand why its hard to make this pretty lady here ya boo
Bro, you
dividends
Baby you stay by my si-ide
Baby you stay down to ri-ide
Niggas want smoke but I don't get high at all
We can be cool whenever you decide to call
inspiration, and I love your dedication
Strong, confident, committed, and real honest
Oh yeah, by the way, you good with your money, yeah
You always my
frame
You for self nigga, organized crime wave
I pricked my finger
Took my oath and wrote my name in blood
Kill everything
Got baby bodies floating in
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