Lyrics:
in the club
Baby you got to get up
Thug niggas drug dealers yeah
They giving it up lowlife, yo life
Boy we living it up
Taking chances while we dancing
McMahon, (nice!), Shout to the building, they show me love, they be like "Watch out Lupe comin' through!"
(Damon, Cookie), The Nasty Boys, shout
just want to be loved
By a ballin-ass nigga on dubs
To wine her and dine her and - give 'em hugs
To get they ass up out that club
When you slide up
then she gotta go
Wanna see me drown, I gotta float
Best believe I get it by the boat
Thirsty bitch, she wanna sit up in it
Had your bitch and she be
do both til the sun comes up
And we never get enough
Champagne by the lake baby
It's gettin late baby
I'm still wide awake baby
Won't you lay with me
Checking your data, just run or get battered
I'm acting up, tearing the block, yeah I'm Adam
Yeah boy, Let's go or just bounce now
Get an uppercut, then
I ain't the nigga to fuck with
This a crazy world and life is shorter than Bushwick
Young money man we got this shit by a land slide
Boy I send
Supreme gangsta shit
We dream gangsta shit
[rain pouring] Yes [electric shock, beaker tingling]
Yes [knock on dorr]
Yeah what is it? [continual
Yeah, uh huh
David Banner on the beat bitch
Ha ha ha
Young Money, Streets
I'm a east sider rider, whoa kemosabe
Bitches get to stepping like Cole,
always want more time
More time to fuck you cold back in your nuts
You get more time time's over huh
That's not run by us that's run by the universe
Yo
live to well
My team to raw
Man big boss dawg
Oh you tryna get in ?
Young boy grab a pen
Oh you can’t tell ?
Just by that smell
We live to well
My team
ol' boys getting autographs
In Cincinnati, I know you heard
I got fined for the cuss words
It's true, baby, so so unique
Might slap your man
flashy, rims so glassy
Pull the dropper out, we gon show them boys nasty
Hood rats harrass me, I don't want the drama
They wanna get put up so they
totally captivated by Greta and the Medium Boys, he notices four vultures, dressed in black, in the corner: the terrifying jazz police! They chatter
come sospiri
Che lo vuoi quando vuoi già lo saiCome get it
Ho capito già da come sospiri
Che lo vuoi quando vuoi già lo saiCome get it
Bad gyal nasty
With the rhymes in my mind
They devine by design
I'ma kill 'em everytime
Cuz I murder every line
You get slapped the fuck up if you step outta line
So
Chicks hypnotized by my 1, 2 steps
I'm way too fresh
So complex
Niggas try to predict what I'm gonna do next
Let's get the party started
Far from
That's your ho, I fucked your bitch
Hol' up, your face look mad as shit
She sucked my dick and you kissed her
Boy, I nutted all on her lips
'Cause
"What if I fell victim
To the beat
Of electric shock
What if I
Was a-
What if I
If I
If I
If I
What if life is what you
Make of it
Make of it
once every blue moon
If she don't get back right
I'm hittin' her left
I'm tryna have a little bit of sex, bitch
What you expect?
Gotta catch a flight by
Intro:
[willie d]
Flip flop ass niggas
Ah yeah
Geto boys and outlawz
Recognize the mob nigga
I don't fuck with you
So put your hands on me
[scarface]
inside the drum
Seen junkies shootin' up a needle in the cut when I was young
Had a tool on me no harm, I just knew to get me a drum
Popped one, can't
Say Brando with the city folks Shots from the Drake left a nigga dead when
he was talkin' bout it That boy feel played by what I said guess we
gon'
between animal thoughts and what was taught by Confucious
B-boy lucid
Ugly motherfucker for faces of art addicts
Just for my people
Persecute plagiarist
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