Lyrics:
lay in bed
And think of all you said
And hold you're head
These daily whispers they talk
Because what does it mean
To be alone with yourself
When you
of betrayal
But that can't be our story no
Girlies in ya ear like
Either he loves you or he don't
Shawty I'm just in my prime
I'm trying to prove that I'm
I ain't lookin for no love so don't hit me up
I seen ya comment said you miss me I don't give a fuck
They can hate ion care cause i'm going up
Wit my
underground
Yeah right by the water, can't do right by ya daughter (no)
But look at all the shit that I done bought her (hmm?)
See lyrics ain't nothin' if
Hot Water
Something like gangster
Man are Big Timer, Hot Water
Hold up unnu hand if you ever bun fire
Mek way, Hot bumbaclart Water
All me hear is war
up
Dis aint shit we warmin up
Make it rain money we stormin her
Big daddy is how im known to her
Big caddys i pull out the brogham on ya
Tote ratchets
lead
Na
Stop playin tatequieto
I'll put my knife
Up in ya mothafuckin kneckbone
I know y'all wanna Gimmie
2 to my head he ain't putting
Me to sleep I
Ayy (ayy), ayy (ya), ayy (ya), ayy (ya), look (look)
This that shit that made me ball out on my old bitch, ooh (ooh)
Yeah, I'm chosen, I ain't
on
[Chorus]
Because my flavor's the best
I get my hustle off all day
Reck my block, knee all far
I gotta hold it down wit my man
Big up to my nigga E Love
or a big fat Doreen
Twenty-six mob'n, black fist tossing the green
Heard my nigga L came deep in the feds
Keep the Mazda tight, hold your heads
Solomon
the mornin
By the time you hear this
It'll be on in the morning
While you stretchin an yawning
Go head reach for your phone an
Ima be on my on
Stepin
when ya hold the Mic
Like a Dick in ya mouth put it to the side
Walk in the spot, Man who really wanna fight
Fuck a child's play, this Not Nick at Nite
holla Mo' Thug (Mo' Thug)
Haters hold up, you know what?
I think that's Ken Dawg
Yep, show love
With the Big Snoop D-O
Smoke until we P-O
Players we
Babygirl, I think your amazing
Little pretty gold eyes and a big brown smile
Is she blaisian?
What she got in her head?
That persuasion
Brightens up
I make big shit happen
when I have no distractions
I light my blunt with the bridge’s you burn
and continue rappin
what’s happenin?
got yo bitch
she
the top off my new car, ain't no fear in my heart
Haiti shots and this new chopper 69'd ya broad
LeBron went back to Cleveland, I should buy a crib
But this
ass by the hair and drug her out the window
Pushed out the car while I fired up the Indo
So watch out, fool, don't let me catch ya slippin
I'll be
to slang crack, or hold tecs, and do the concept
You can't make loot, when your moms is smokin' up the product
I try to tell ya, don't let these streets
predicament
You want to slang crack, or hold tecs, and do the concept
You can't make loot, when your moms is smokin' up the product
I try to tell ya
do this all night, right now
But first let me get a lil' drank in me
Snapple with a lil' Henny, under the
Hood got a big Hemmey, vibes loud
Oh yeah,
on your shoulders
So I'm teachin you to count money stacking papers in ya folder
And you my big baby even though I don't hold ya
But I need you to know that
Yeah, yeah
Blaze one for the nation
Brr
Brr
Brr
I got lyrics that wake up spirits
They told me how to make big hits and spend digits
Can you
Yeah yeah
Blaze one for the nation
Brr
Brr
Brr
I got lyrics that wake up spirits
They told me how to make big hits and spend digits
Can
Throw popcorn with ya people
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Good vs. Evil
Celebration and jubilee for fallen heroes
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