Lyrics:
blacker
Jeans still skinny but my pockets getting fatter
Nigga playing real goofy gotta hold the line
Better bob and weave for you get a swollen eye
Slim g
me sit
Ya got me pissed im off the shits
Fucking wimps we in foreign whips
With foreign chicks dat foreign shit
Lavish shit extravagant
Her ass
The girl was getting on his nerves
Which were already shot
Something about her bothered him
But he could not say quite what
Then he noticed the time was
hold your hand
Now your nigga know he losing, cause he think i'm gonna steal ya
I already got ya, cause you're fucking with a real one
Baddest bitch in
'Cause I'm a veteran
She dancing up on me, dancing up on me, hold me all close
Diamonds on my wrist, got her eyes wide open
And the Belvedere got her
And my dick's been sucked by many lips
Many tips, or many vicks, many sticks
And left the god with plenty chips
He got many whips, many clips, many
Okay, G-Wiz got it
Ayo, Rainn, turn that up
Turn that up, turn that up
Yuh, huh, There he go again
Yuh, huh, There he go again
Yuh, huh, There he go
Yeah, we back on some shit, got in the damn streets, huh
She only got two fingers, gave me the peace, huh
Said it's me, I can't fuck with her, stop
And nothing really has much meaning
Pete had his heart broke once. He never fixed it
Sits there in his chest
With his arms crossed, screwing
Becky had her
how she was stroking my dick[00:44.83]Hoe was doing it too slow like there is the door[00:46.82]Told her I nutted already but really hoe done got me
no longer leaping, he's sleeping
While you pussy niggas is sleeping, I'm thinking
Deep in thought, the boy ain't even winking
Bob Marley got me
no longer leaping, he's sleeping
While you pussy niggas is sleeping, I'm thinking
Deep in thought, the boy ain't even winking
Bob Marley got me
My Darling Clementine"
He hold his heart when he telling rhyme
When it's his time, I hope his soul go to Heaven
He nasty like the old time Old No. 7
I got a feeling nigga really that my money be the root
Look up at the stars she like honey where the roof?
Pull up hear the dogs canaries they goin
on the street, Slimeball got that fish scale (hold up)
But I didn't know buddy homes, so I gave him whip, yeah (damn)
Came in my trap house (what), thought he
this friend of mine
Six foot two and rude as hell
I got to get him in he ground before he starts to smell
My name is Mudd
My name is Mudd
My name is
fun of everyday by his math class
And his only friend is his dog Max
He's on a strict diet only eats glass
The Grinch got a heart made of stone
He don't
the K and let it spray
I'ma get the K and let it spray
I got my baby and she really by my side
If he touch you then you know that I'm gone slide
Lemme
the phone, they won't get talking
Blinded by love, he never deems it awkward
But loving her got robotic like Goddard
Yet hasn't noticed, he hopin' for
the vision through
Like I really just wanna see my vision through to be honest with you
Cause if that doesnt happen then like what was I even put here for
So
Momma screaming my name
"I can't wake her up for shit, Kar I think that she's dead"
I really thought it was a joke, they trying to play with my head
I
we do it to 'em, we do it to 'em
Suppress the revolution of premeditated scheme
Introduce a drug called crack to us ghetto teens
Got a law for raw
and blow trial
You catch cal when you browse through my X-files
Who be next now?
Man's down, hands down
Hold ground by yo side when it go down
I dedicate
she can't shake her booty
I guarantee she gon be selling coochie
I changed my name to bob I got the tooly
Yo baby daddy broke he selling movies
I'm fina
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