Lyrics:
link on my neck, this bitch gorgeous (ayy, ayy, this bitch gorgeous)
We eat the most, bust tint, it's enormous (yeah, yeah, you know that)
I love
of the ghetto
Arrive down here, be darker than the cattle
Oh no, nigga watch your nose
'Cause you'll get hit by hoes that spit flows and prose
Strictly coming
Love at first sight
Baby where have you been all my life?
This feels so right
And now I can't seem to get you off my mind
I swear I don't do this
Cause I ain't never went nowhere, I still got business here
All my bitches get your hands in the air
Now BACK THAT ASS, UP ON ME - now let's roll
Go,
Cause I ain't never went nowhere, I still got business here
All my b****es get your hands in the air
Now BACK THAT A**, UP ON ME - now let's roll
Go,
When you get out that motherfucker
True story i think I'm 'bout to go
Get me a bussolino hat
We can be on our real Nucky Thompson
Chalky White shit
Shout
Y'all know what this is (D-Block!)
Oh yeah, by the way
This is the remix (Woo!)
[Chorus]
You can kiss your ass goodbye (d-block, d-block,
Movin' out to the old Thompson farm
Forty acres and a big red barn
For horses and hay... someday
I'll plant a rosebush by the drive
So I'll have
Intro:
I’m the only one on the remix to my own
I hope that’s okay with you
And you, and you
This my letter to God
Hook:
God, send me an angel
to slide
If they want beef, they get ribeye
Tech that boy, he JB Hi-Fi
Trust me you don't even wanna try
Protected airspace, that shit don't fly
Harder than
Remix!
One two one two (one two one two)
This the I'ma Boss remix
Meek Milly
Let's go!
I'm ride or die, I'm ridin' by, hollerin' West Side right
love the thrill
Club jumpin over here
So get it in
Twenty twin twin
Know what it is
Me and henney friends
XO Paradise
On the rocks
No telling
that nigga got hit up with that glock yeah
Love bodies dropping sick that I ain't get to watch yeah
Sucka nigga looking for love that is not there
Ain't
up innat uber you wont ever see me by her
Fuck a pull up that club life get trife late night
Wheres the sprite imma crack the seal remix it wit the ice
not make a movie
How can I not do this shit that these niggas don't love
How can I not get the Xans and the mollies the
Percs and the drank
these strippers give head the best?
Pussy so good that I think I'm in love, what am I sayin'?
It must be the drugs (drugs, drugs)
Pour it up, pop that
slept
That's why I barely get blessed
That's why I rarely go out, unless it's love at the club
Time is bread, that's what I'm about
And all my
my twin, I'ma dump it regardless
308s to his back, now he on the floor crawlin
I can tell he a bitch by the way that he talkin
I get on any beat like
Twin Towers
You rap 'bout that shit
But you really a coward
Smokin' Skittles, I don't smoke on no sour
(Skittles)
Ten bricks of coke, I cut it with flour
you can get faked
Out by the bitch that you feelin'
'Cause you thought that she was an angel
That bitch ain't no angel, I treat her halo like
know is take the paper route, got people depending on me, I gotta make this rap shit work, know my twin ain't gay, but love to make that chopper twerk,
the same
Without the 20 twin-twin's I don't operate right
So somebody, anybody pass me a mic
I rock for the thug, niggas that sell drugs
Ladies in the club
explain, Tristan Thompson, the truth
Think I'm superhuman, but I'm only human
Over my baby, we can get into it
Hop out the Bentley coupe while it's
your head like a piniata! (Yeah!)
The audience loves that shit!
Listen to 'em cheer when your forehead splits
Wait, cut to a break! Oh shit da-damn
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