Lyrics:
pedigree ain't pure enough for this)
At the same damn time (nigga, you can't multitask, nigga)
On the sofa popping bottles
At the same damn time (y'all
pedigree ain't pure enough for this)
At the same damn time (nigga, you can't multitask, nigga)
On the sofa popping bottles
At the same damn time (y'all
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Remix:
Spoken:
(remix)
I can't believe I'm here
Down at the q's jook joint (no doubt)
It sure is happenin' why'all (on this remix)
But
I'm not having it
You got to do a lot more of this, that how it be
I'm Mary Blige and you just ain't running up in me
I need a man who's looking out for
let it go
You gotta know when to move on
You gotta know when to let go
Can't lose my lady
I got this icebox where my heart used to be
I got
shorty got her own
Now all my ladies that don't need a man for nothin'
Except some of that good lovin'
Let me hear you say, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
would you wine for me (W-W-Wine girl)
(Remix!) All I wanna do is see you wine for me (Move to the time)
Girl you roll it like a pro in the club
I can
fucked up, now I'm talking my shit
Way too high to be trippin' like this
Niggas hatin' hard, bitches all on my dick
This is what you want, I'mma put it
Maybe it'll be this Sunday
Or it could even happen Monday
Don't you know it could all change one day
One day you could be in the worst state
Next day you
Up in this remix
Up in this remix
Today it’s all about cash and cheques empowering blacks
Having sex with ten chicks all feeling celebrity dicks
Up in this remix
Up in this remix
Today it’s all about cash and cheques empowering blacks
And having sex with ten chicks
All feeling celebrity dicks
with all of you
Yeah, yeah homie you say she's your girlfriend
But when I step up to her I'm gonna be like, "cousin"
Believe me man, this is how them
go
When this began, we were friends
She knew all my business (business)
All my good, all my bad
Said that she was with it (now)
I got memories,
Show them how we do it, run it like a relay
Real talk I can't remember this
Shit won't be on replay
Stop playing man
I'm rapping and texting man
And he
trying to get at my profit
30 move it down every sale is looking like fossils, I be drippin' in designer sauces
Got a bitch living like bosses
They
strippin' and they show they breasts
And they all think Joe the best
Well it's on if they got no regrets
Bring them hoes to the low crib by the lake
they can't do the same (nah)
Now drop it up and down, now take it to the ground
If you wanna please me, baby, all you gotta do is
Pop, lock, and drop
they can't do the same (nah)
Now drop it up and down, now take it to the ground
If you wanna please me, baby, all you gotta do is
Pop, lock, and drop
, this the remix
We back on our bullshit
Been about 2 years, thought that by now that I'd quit
But to those who doubted me, call me trash like algae
Gotta
, this the remix
We back on our bullshit been about 2 years
Thought that by now that I'd quit
But to those who doubted me
Call me trash like algae
Gotta
on my mind
AK-47, MAC-11's, Glocks, and 9's
And all these pussy N-words hating
Tryna knock me off my grind
But I can't let 'em do it
I got murder on my
rhyme,
Everybody went mad when I spat that rhyme
Turned up late, black man time, all black suit and it's Batman time
Think that you're me but you're not
just ate
Riffin, she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin to wait
Conversate, sex on the first date I state
"You know what you do
now
By the pounds, stop trying it now, I got my mind right nigga
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