Lyrics:
ladies ah my choice, dat ah di right vibes
Get ah girl today, and me touch it same time
We nuh inna league, we nuh wear di same size
Me nah talk money
I've been through
You ain't never seen what I've seen
Street machines dat'll take off body parts, if you get caught
Slippin' in tha dark, by niggas dat
Yeah, yeah, yeah Turnin' your back, now you facin' the wall
We in St. Paul, baby, let's ball Give me the light Sean Paul
X be, callin my line, lil'
bout’ shit I took (hold on 3x)
Learn from da’ Kingg don’t need no book
Water cuz’ your thirsty bitch don’t need no hook (get a cup)
No love for a hoe
on a fuckin blunts
till my minds about to blow
motherfuck the universe
because we brought you da end, hoe
[Juicy J]
first I want to grab a nigga by his
a fake hoe
Stupid ass bitch slurp me up like some Faygo
Lil bitch she can't say no
Nigga on dick and he don't know the bankroll
Stupid ass bitch dat hoe is
A beautician laced Erykah's +Badu+
Sean +Comb+ed through the evidence, just to get a clue
The needle in the haystack, from outta earth this kid
The Tiger
Lets celebrate.
Heard you gettin money, Ill rob you right now.
And you gon get popped in the head.
True Story.
Crips do they thing in blue, bloods pop
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
Let me smoke a blunt right now and get in my zone
Akademiks said Freddie Gibbs got beat up by Jim Jones (word)
I'm not a big fan of his the streets
Well this is Beenie Man
The roughest, toughest bumboclaat bod man from out of Jamaica
Hear this one, ya
Beenie Man 'longside Sean Paul and Lady
Well this is Beenie Man
The roughest, toughest bumboclaat bod man from out of Jamaica
Hear this one, ya
Beenie Man 'longside Sean Paul and Lady
whip
And shake them thangs and hit four, five six
Below you ain't know get at me
Sean Donn, Hemp dogg and moe
It's a bomb type weed now
a hoe and that's really trap money
I got trap money, I got trap-I got trap
I got trap money, I got trap-I got trap
I got twenty for a show, but it's
by da pillow when I'm fuckin on hoe
Can't get back doe'd, dats a muffukin no
Ima gangsta Nwa
Need dat paper I gotta get paid
Keep da glock like
Fendi
Step all on my Giuseppe's
Put holes in my 7's I own more than 7 how many do I own times dat by 7
John Paul guiltier just ta go to store if I'm
aye)
But I got ya, you know, the whole Wild Moneys
(Soats, Northside, Southside, Eastside, Chicago), get up outta here
(Man! Westside!)
This has
Like the kids in the yard who play with Jane's Child
A beautician laced Erykah's Badu
Sean Comb ed through the evidence, just to get a clue
The needle
run into me
VERSE 1
I'm going to jail in em
Chanel Flip Flops
Oh you a ball player
Dats M's nd Goups
Ima bitch ima slut ima freaky ass hoe
It's one
the dance know that's Carlton
I don't do dating cause hoe I got options
Making my money by hitting some licks (bricks)
Stacking bricks with my friends finally
dat
Real nigga running through my plasma
How you running to the money you got Asthma
No front I can bend a hoe backwards
How am I slave when I'm owning
the one to go next
Money on my mind, fuckin wit my mental,
dats 100 on my grind, try tryna keep it simple,
Fighting father time, reaching for my pistol
eye and she ready to fuck on a nigga wit money
But dat shit ain't goin
So baby I think you should switch up the plot
Used to have love for dat hoe but
Certified quality
A dat da girl dem need and dem not stop cry without apology
Buck dem da right way--dat my policy
Sean Paul alongside--now hear
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