Lyrics:
load off
Folk in your face, you're a superstar
Niggas hang around 'cause of who you are
You get a lot of love cause of what you got
Say they
ass (woo)
Turn that shit off and move your ass (uh)
Get my money, bitch, make it fast
Break bread or fake dead and kill it back
All greens, by all
pants, boy
I wanna see you dance, boy!
A little strip for me?
'Till I D-I-E
Let's just hit
No commitment
Get down on your knees
Ahhhh....
So get me off
Just get off my block
Lord Have Mercy, Busta Rhymes. Flipmode Trilogy
A yo, we ain't familiar at all, nigga
Don't like it? Go grab your gat
Just get off my block
Lord Have Mercy, Busta Rhymes. Flipmode Trilogy
A yo, we ain't familiar at all, nigga
Don't like it? Go grab your gat
crazy, baby
Don't forget that boy told you
Get that dirt off your shoulder
I probably owe it to y'all
Probably be locked by the force
Tryin' to hustle
here's a story you need to get with
That happened at the nine to five with Meredith
I'm in the dish room last of the dishes
Thinking bout goals how long
He gotta be rollin'
Really came up in the trap, figured I'd get rich off this rap shit
Let a bad bitch roll a blunt in the front
It stick in
that chopper rang
Beef keep frozen but when it melts
I do my thang fifty shots to set it off
Real quick bitch niggas get left
Where they can't be
Appreciates all the love I give
Boy, I gotta shake it off
Gotta do what's best for me
Baby and that means I gotta
Shake you off
By the time you get this
Appreciates all the love I give
Boy, I gotta shake it off
Gotta do what's best for me
Baby and that means I gotta
Shake you off
By the time you get this
You wanna get it popped off?
You wanna get it popped off?
Y'all wanna get it popped off?
Y'all wanna get it popped off?
You wanna get it popped
By
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk on by
Walk on by
Yeah, bitch, I said what I said
I'd rather be famous instead (walk on by)
I let all that get to my
off
I'm hard top it off
God almighty Sorro is on the scene
Falling angel they clipped my wings
She still want to get with a king
She still want to get
Manute Bol hanging off my clip, boy
Niggas running like a skit, boy
I'll push you on my skit, boy
On my wrist is a brick, boy
Coke empire, brick by
No girl named Brian
Not a girl named Brian
And he started to shave
And have one off the wrist
And want to see girls
And go out and get pissed
This man
get it while these haters just talk
(Still breaking boys off, hmm) Gotta do it for the north
Gotta do it for my hustlers in the south
(Still breaking
wasted!
Puff, sip, puff, sip, puff, sip,
Get wasted!
Gimme a jug of that Crowne
Guzzle that down
What's
I'm trippin' on that now
I can tell by
that chopper rang
Beef keep frozen but when it melts
I do my thang fifty shots to set it off
Real quick bitch niggas get left
Where they can't be
running like a skit, boy
I'll push you on my skit, boy
On my wrist is a brick, boy
Coke empire, brick by brick, boy
Coke Boys off the rip, boy
Oh me, oh my
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch 'em by surprise
Catch
can and you'll do good
Nothin' gets done just a sittin' on a shelf
By foolin' around you're
Just foolin' yourself
So get up off your good intentions
Allyoucan get it, like Ken & Ryu
(Cause n***a i don't like you)
And i'm a stand right by you
Cause if shit pop off, i'm a pop off (pop off, pop off, pop off
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