Lyrics:
don't invite in, but since we got a like friend I could get you like, 10"
I told him I could move like 10 by nights end
Put the white over the plate, like
sperm in my eye 'cause I be on my own dick
My rhyme book stay thick
Like the hips on Free
From 106 & Park used to be
Y'all know the dilly niggas holla
and
Nigga I'm home on these charts, y'all niggas visitin'
It's Hov tradition, Jeff Gordon of rap
I'm back to claim pole position, holla at ya boy
Get up,
Wan come over, see wah gwan-a
Tell you wah me have in store-a
(Tell 'em Gyptian)
You, fattest pussy me ever seen
Gyal come back it up hard fi me
J-Jungle Beats... holla at me
Grand Hustle Nigga... money
You know me, I'm so fly
Be lookin like money every time I ride by
Got them Benjis in my
mans got my back
I don't want her
Really I'm just walking back to where my girls at
I'm Arataki raised
She already knows that I'm out in these streets
Don't holla at me
I be boxed in
I don't want DMs, 'are you okay's lemme revel in my feelings
Let my conscience and Biscotti drive me round
and red line cocaine and red signs
Looking back at red ties, relax and head right
Vomiting these dollars bitches holla tripping
I ain't really wit it always
picks while I take it to the rim - ball game
Let em dribble on that nigga, I'm that nigga
Holla back nigga, that's always ready for static nigga
Hella
baby baby baby beee
Said it Baby babeee
Oh Are you the one that's meant for me cause
I will be your queen if you will be my king yeah
Holla back back
about bein broke
Standin on the block sellin fiends soap
Holla at me
[Chorus]
Let's sip the 'gnac for a minute
Shawty you feelin this then put
Mixtape Messiah told em
I'm sitting back in my Impala
Wondering why nigga be hating on me
And I figure that maybe it's cause
I'm the balling ass nigga that
Goodbye feed The Bitch By Rosita
I'm So High Until Your Skinny Fly
Take You Back shit, I Make You Cry
It's Trure louie Is That Shit I Buy
These Soul Know
you're the man in my moon
If you're a space cowboy
It's you I'm panderin' to
You gotta get up off your wazoo
Singin' yeehaw, yippee ki yay
Holla back if
a problem with you, you the blame you know
Send a message and then this niggas brains explode
So if you see a nigga holla at me passin' by
Show up
a brother in the back for crack 'cause no one cares, see
I'm not 18 so I can be wild
Cause in the courts eyes I'm still a juvenile
A Reel Life product, it's
Ooh, it's Wavy808
All this time is passing by
But I still can't seem to tell you why
It hurts me every time I see you
Realize how much I need you
I
your flow?
How right is your dough?
'Cause I'm like that yo, ya heard?
How white is your blow? Holla back
Only, write what you know
Bounce wit me,
What's up, this is Mary, leave a message, and I'll holla back, peace
Yo, yo Mary, pick up the phone girl
Ay yo Mary, pick up the phone girl
When I come around they all hush
They don't want it like that
They just talkin' like that
They not real, it's just rap
My city all on my back
I ain't
**Phone dialling**
[Mary]
What's up, this is Mary, leave a message, and I'll holla back, peace
[Diddy]
Yo, yo Mary, pick up the phone girl
holla right back
I could sell it for cheap cause I got it like that
White t-shirts and A-Town hats
Got them super clean with dubs on that
Hey! First
back years
And bring them back here
For all my niggas locked and got life years
I'm on my grind all the time this the last year
We gon' starve flea
with them gangstas, I guarantee
Shit gon' get real gangsta, my nigga
And you gon' back down
And you gon' back down
It don't get no gangsta than this
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