Lyrics:
stop don't mean I'ma quit good coochie good head she gotta full kit
And that's my lil' shorty you know I commit
She riding this dick like no Ls
Lets go
I can't make this up
(I ain't gotta write this shit down
fuck what they talkin' bout) because I can't make this up
When you getting
I know from now that I gotta commit
Everybody got say in their own opinions, but I don't ever listen, so why would I quit
ain't no copy and paste,
Levis
These skinny hoes don't leave me alone
Yo Ganxsta Love, believe me
I give my gansgtas love, hood livin'
Old school? Widdit, ridin for tha turf
snitch
Hood nigga principles
Abide by it, live by it, die by it, nigga
Even when I'm finga fuckin' hoes
Finga on tha trigga diamonds in my crucifix
Feelin'
In Tha Hot Car Off Tha Fucking Za , We Got 2-3 Switches And It’s Fuck Tha Opps On Bro Grave Tell Em Up Get Up Wimme Folks Go Get Yo Lo Frm This Lil
feat. Lil Zane, Montell Jordan
Intro [T-Bone (Lil Zane)]
Ahh, for shiggity
Mr. Boney Bone Corleone, Lil Zane
And the one and only busta
trippin
don't hate me nigga just go ahead and credit my ??
I'm admitting
that I'm not only on the thwat
but I know i got stopped
on tha ??
and its
simultaneous
I'm high as shit coolan with mf aliens
Off tha Perc don't even know what you sayin bitch
Don't give a fuck grab the Drac and i'm spraying shit (KIDS
stealing killing or chillin whatever your choice
Smoke some weed smoke ya pipe fuck it
Life if how you live it
I grab the mic while tha DJ groove it
liberated by this monster I created
Dr. Frankenstein
[Mr. Short Khop]
We love to bump you Frankenstein
Yo' shit is the best
Take my body and my mind
Gotta sacrifice
Three time for every dime they be wantin
And believe me
Being a thug it aint that easy
I once was a fool but see they had to free me
Ooh, aye yeah, Thugger Thugger, yeah
Trae Tha Truth, yeah asshole by nature, yeah
Thugger, YSL shake the equator
Aye, I'm the same nigga go
To kick
That's how the shoe fit
we some king niggas that keep tools equipped
See I'm not wit tha BS
I like my dollar sign wit a double line and a single S
Not
Stacking all this paper by the dozen
Riding round in Dallas I was chilling with my cousin
Yea I gotta bitch but swear to God bro she be buggin
I'll give you
got a black heart, expressing it in my art
Really should watch your girl, I got a girl I can't commit
All I commit is crime on the beat
All I commit is
So hurry up and cop and go, we sellin' it nicks and dimes (uh-huh)
Shorty, she so fine, I gotta make her mine
A ass like that gotta be one of a kind
So hurry up and cop and go, we sellin' it nicks and dimes (uh-huh)
Shorty, she so fine, I gotta make her mine
A ass like that gotta be one of a kind
Nigga don't talk when I'm talking
Not tryna marry I'm too busy poppin
This gun giving heat like uh' motherfuckin rocket
Live by the corner, these
in entertainment
I go by the name of Bow Weezy and
All da otha lil homies be eazy and
I gotta do my thang to get da cheese again-acapo
all the smoke i aint talkin bout no stoner
Riding by my lonely i turned into a loner
Gotta keep a heater cause these streets are getting colder
Gotta
cnd I'm in the booth with this one
Its Nell
cnd don't call me by my real
Name call me Nell
Turn me up a lil bit
This for the ones who ain't
ass
knew I had to go take it
Gimme da money
Shit y’all can be famous
Ah ah
Bitch thinking she famous
I gave her tha D
Now she swear I degrade
When I’m alone in my room
Sometimes i stare out the window
Tryna figure out a plan
For me and all my kinfolk
Gotta pull up in that black on black
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