Lyrics:
and grabbed me
When you would run into me
You hug me instead of dab me
Usually boys be tapping around they issue like Sammy
Davis but every statement
You say
that
No problem, (why?) because I got it like that
A Baby Bam beat and an African rap
My partner by my side, Sammy be is on the cut
Your DJs
The Mixer at all times." But Bill Jr, he was a DAAAREDEVIL, just
Like his old man. He was leaning out saying "Hey everybody,
Look at me! Look at me!" Pow!
everybody over here
You know the word travel fast, everybody know we here (Yeah)
Bottles over here, even spread it over there
All the models over here but
and an African rap
My partner by my side, Sammy be is on the cut
Your DJs chill and chill, but hey, so what?
Nuggets in my pocket, wine in my hand
I got it like
that
No problem, (why?) because I got it like that
A Baby Bam beat and an African rap
My partner by my side, Sammy be is on the cut
Your DJs
that
No problem, (why?) because I got it like that
A Baby Bam beat and an African rap
My partner by my side, Sammy be is on the cut
Your DJs
(Kept her on my side
You break another check)
Sammy Sosa two times, he like
Quando, what you thinkin', nigga?
(What you sayin', nigga? She gon’
Skip you
I ain't no Sammy D
But I'm a rodent, baby
And I got a love song to sing
I'm cool like Miles Davis
Hot just like Jerry Lee
When it comes to rocking,
Went from bennies to bossalini's, collectin cash
They whistlin', I'm glistin' like Sammy Davis
Born an raised in the Bay them hataz can't fade us
I am
What you tryna to close it for? (Tryna to close it for, tryna to close it for)
Nigga hold the door (nigga hold the door, nigga hold the door)
There's
that
No problem, (why?) because I got it like that
A Baby Bam beat and an African rap
My partner by my side, Sammy be is on the cut
Your DJs
to Bossalini's, collectin' cash
They whistlin', I'm glistin' like Sammy Davis
Born an' raised in the Bay, them hataz can't fade us
I am the rapper that they call
man.
He was leaning out saying, "Hey everybody! Look at me, look at me!"
POW! He was decapitated.
They found his head over by the snowcone concession.
than some breezy storms
To children oh please be warned
There’s a beast and and he’s feasting more
Prayer to Garner
Ray Davis, and Travon Martin
Ms.
Put your hands up in this bitch
This is poetry for anybody that ever gets stopped by the pigs
Police In Graves
Cause they're mental death using
stand out like Sammy Davis
Everywhere you look snitching like it's contagious
Count every man a liar, so says my savior
Label was a few but the harvest
And you'll be there and I bet you
We can find a little something to do a little later on"
I say, "Hey man, what's Jr. and them doing later on?"
He said, "Oh
up to Sammy Davis
I'm heavy nigga, the biggest libra couldn't weigh this
Before you kiss your TV, you should kiss my whole anus
[Chorus]
Some men
the police ask you just say that you don't recall it
Sorry, trouble man like Marvin Gaye
Pour my heart out, Sammy Davis, I ain't seen you since the strokers
that
No problem, (why?) because I got it like that
A Baby Bam beat and an African rap
My partner by my side, Sammy be is on the cut
Your DJs
Sean Kingston, JR, Paula
Hey, hey
Sean Kingston, Paula D
There's nothing in this world
There's not another girl that could satisfy my needs
Went from bennies to bossalini's collectin' cash
They whistlin' I'm glistin' like Sammy Davis
Born an' raised in the bay them hataz can't fade us
I
I told y'all
There was money on the table by the bricks
I was at the kitchen table choppin up some shit
Listenin' to Jeezy and I heard a little
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