Lyrics:
she ever gotta problem she can holla
Get a pussy nigga checked for a dollar
Watch her poke it out
Now watch her make it bounce
She a pro look how she
their lyrics on pen and paper man realistically I’m a traitor
Creativity is made out like it’s something you’ve got to achieve
But reality is simply it’s
Big chips, wig flips, cig on lips, dig a ditch
Figure flips, getting it, ridiculous
If life's a bitch, I'm probably gonna piss that bitch off when I
With a black leather top, got it made
If we go out on dates
We go in a box on roller skates, well
What about us
What about us
Don't want to cause
With a black leather top, got it made
If we go out on dates
We go in a box on roller skates, well
What about us
What about us
Don't want to cause
and finished him with the good news
Swag, we figured it out, don't have feelings of doubt I'm just filling it out, in fact
There's no stopping us now,
it retrospective from the get go
Lay low, let my mind shine like a halo
P-p-politic with ghetto senators on the deelow
Ghetto superstar, that is
her Santiago, I call her Stephanie
Puff told me "get that money French"
Stay close, watch my moves, make 100 quick
10 of Ciroc, black Rollie, Barrack
let it go, let it go out
Ooh, burning icicle blue
It's like a forbidden fruit
And I want it so, want it so
Hands tied, bite your lip
Green light,
look back at our lives
And when you sleep I'll be there
To kiss your lips to breathe your air
Right or wrong it must go on
After this night we'll
world
That's pure and good and right
And wherever you are and wherever you go
There's always gonna be some light
But I gotta get out, I gotta break it
(Hook)
I feel unstoppable,
I heard he dissin the gang so he gotta go,
They out to get me that mission impossible,
They need Tommy Cruz,
They frontin
the clouds to feel it all before I black out
It's time to let go of what was
Gravity's holding you up
Open your eyes to the sun
I'm already gone, it
me, you gon' get baked
My main bitch, I call her bae
And she gon' hold me like my drink
A bad act like Icky Vicky
I pour my cup out, it's too sticky
let go
I been knowin from the get go
I know you wrong for me, but it feel wrong when you ain't home
So goodbye baby so long
The past is the past, let it
you and you get in drop together
It was cool outside not the hottest weather
But a nigga still stuntin, dropped it on em' Hefers (word)
And we pull into
beat was produced by Rob the Vikang
I crept up from above and took you out
Look its a new sheriff in town
Hope you know that you are going down
Bang
I'm bustin' out of AP
Keep me on hard, you make me go the hardest
Don't matter I fall, pull up when you call me
When I'm behind bars, I be facin'
Smilin
Outside it's twenty below fool I'm ridin' to the liquor store
Closed down,that's alright I go holla at this beeso I know
Who work at the Texaco
a hater wanna run dey lip
Step up in da club and have dem whisperin' 'goddamn, she thick.'
Take it to the bar; Hypnotic and Hennessey is on my list
Hello from the other side
It's D-Y-N-E
Die die die
A man that can do both
Wrong or right
And be the victor by landslide
Majority rules on all
back with that black card So charge it all to the game And if a broad get out of line She put'em back in they lane She poured up Moscato Then rolled up
to maintain
I know it get hard out there (Hard out there)
I know it get rough out there (Ooh)
But you can't leave, I can't do this without you
Hey you can't go
gonna rock and roll and get you in by daylight
Well we don't care what your dad don't allow
Cause we're gonna go out and do it anyhow
He sleeps real
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