Lyrics:
school you was man
Now niggas calling ya bluff
Have the cops chalk you up
Caution tape no ambulance
Ain't no beatin round a bush
Only bush in smokin is
knockin' boots 'til she's 14K'd
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Waiting for the credit card so she can go and shop
Jack plays the back, just knockin'
P. Diddy]
Come on, a come on now
[Loon]
This is what they want to hear right here
[P. Diddy]
Come on, a come on now
[Loon]
This is what they want
this year
Yo, we could care less 'bout those, we right here
Doin' what we do best with this with no fear
When me and Bless step in the place they show
joke
Put a pin in it make a note
I don't give af I've been dope
Copy a bitch hang from a rope
Raised by the best trained to go
Pass it round don't go too
Would you like to
Roll one smoke one
Bend down
Bout to go down on her
Fory bush
I figured i should
Smile on the daily
LOVE if you say oui
Then we can
knockin' boots 'til she's 14K'd
Diamond in the back, sunroof top
Waiting for the credit card so she can go and shop
Jack plays the back, just knockin'
your senses
Let me take you by the hand
And we can go and find a brand new world
Starlight - star bright
Let me take you by the hand
And lead
Pooty, that was chill, okay lemme get on this)
Aight here we go, I'm a finish this off
Cyclin' on the town with a gnarly scoff
Pushin' through life with
the water with cheeses, making the money get mold (yeah)
Tryna be like gang, you better go get it in Vogue (yeah)
Put 84's on lanes, I ride by, you think it
about a whole lotta shit but, at the end of the day you still here...
(Still here, baby!) Ynahmsayin? We still doin our shit
And it's like... it's like
walked into
Here's my number I want yours too, let- let's go
It's been a good year that's a tire, huh yeah
Dale Earnhardt, I won't retire, huh yeah
With no beating round the bush
Just go straight to fuckin shit up Curious George
But haven't hit sports mode yet
No Porsche
You really think that's
you're trust,
And your luck both get bucked, by a system that's stuck,
For so long, yeah it sucks, but we still gonna bust because,
Cops, some good
the fallout
Soundin' different when I say it out loud
Same old ways jus' brand new city
Whereva I go I know they rockin' wit' me
I don't like to drink shawty
named Screw
And I got that boy Key-C in here
And that boy Poyo in these hoes' ear
And we coming through wit that boy Fliggity Flea
Coming out the 3,
named Screw
And I got that boy Key-C in here
And that boy Poyo in these hoes' ear
And we coming through wit that boy Fliggity Flea
Coming out the 3,
blades
In chests, Take That Risk, By CB
It's not good, is it?
Who's-who's-who's talkin' what? Anywhere
Goes they know
I ain't into this talkin' stuff
We
get snaked 'pon road
All by somebody they call bro
Now that brudda can't let that go
Not 'til somebody let that go
We know beef don't stop in
a shit after night
Everybody is running we wanna
Know what happened
We can't understand barak obama motherfucker
Obama is take a look round of the killing
you bound to get dropped in here
Nah, bitch, you bound to get robbed in here
Ayy, I just got a brand new K
Lookin' for a brand new opp
We just got
need help when you see me Frown
Carry my own live life goes round
Some beat around the bush while I'm Heading to town bitch
Okay let's go
This flow
(Uh huh, uh huh)
(Ah, ah, ah)
(Grah)
(Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow)
Brand new chain round my neck
Brand new aim from that tec
Play wrong you get sprayed
in this business
I'm here to eat, speak, until these ho's feel this
I ain't gonna let you derail me, man
I got Young Kobe homey, you gotta let go
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