Lyrics:
trip down to New Orleans
It ain't much but it beats where I've been
Yeah, I'm doin' alright
I'm doin' alright
I'm doin' alright for the shape I
Paid 90 for my grill and lost it, that's why I ain't smilin' (damn)
You got Sean, you got Hit, you got Grizz, Kash Dolla
Paint you red, throw you in
got a gat
But at the end of night, you in the ho-tel
And if you ain't alla of that, you play the mo-tel
Yo I ain't the one for it if you can't
Halloween, you sluts
I don't think I ever keep the fronts
She asked me pay for her butt
I told that bitch to find a plug
I'm by myself, it ain't no love
I
made it
No answers to questions, I'm trying to get up on it
My nigga Dogg with me, eternally the most wanted (Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party)
made it
No answers to questions, I'm trying to get up on it
My nigga Dogg with me, eternally the most wanted (Ain't nothin' but a gangsta party)
a she thing (On the rise)
It ain't nothin' but a she thing (You better recognize)
On the real I'm a female doin' what I feel
Put me to the test, yes, I
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
that's living in me
I'm keeping it distance, Can't be surrounded by these demons
I'm hella Consistent, This is only the beginning
What I've been doin
fan 'cause my boo like it (walk on by)
I don't need to wear a wig to make you like it
I'm a two-time bitch, you ain't knew I'd win? (Walk on by)
Throw
to the brain so that I'm fully equipped
I contain my mental anger
By letting it rip
From the chords in my pores
To the rhymes I commit
[Chorus 4x]
When we
girl, the dog is pokin'
Addicted to it, JD say I got it bad
Eighteen, nigga, makin' more than ya dad, see
They think they doin' it, but I'ma out do 'em
shi gon get ya hit by the pole[01:09.46]Straight about the grind I ain't trusting luck[01:11.25]Ain't no wastin time tryna really run it
've finally found
I'd rather be by myself
I'm doin' me, yeah
And I could pray for you
To act right everyday
But it ain't up to me to make you change
Yeah
Life
freaks?! Okay, dude, play it
I'll just hold it and let out small farts for the rest of the night
Okay Ned, thanks for stopping by
You're welcome
Seriously
Harold Melvin sample
I played it for Hip over the phone
He's like, "Oh, yo that shit is crazy
Jay might want it for this compilation album he doin
forgot to mention, you my nigga, forgive me
Fuck 2020, I'm done, it's a wrap
I ain't doin' this shit no more, this is my last year
It's Just me and my Zawj
They say we doin thangs
We ain't supposed to be
Doin but we
Feel like we
(Doin) Good enough
Yea
It's Just me and my Zawj
And ironically, when you do it that way
More people end up saved
I paved my way by scrapin' it
You ain't never seen a nigga
Like me, if you did
I guarantee they was
doin' time)
Time goes by, puffin' on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy
I feel crazy
Time goes by, puffin' on lye
Hopin' that
and all my niggas doin' well, doin' well, dawg
You not from the city, I could tell, I could tell, dawg
Did it, did it, did it by myself, by myself, dawg
girl, the dog is pokin'
Addicted to it, JD say I got it bad
Eighteen, nigga, makin' more than ya dad, see
They think they doin' it, but I'ma out do 'em
These are the rough times, best to hurry up
And duck muh'fucker 'fore I buck mine
It's gettin' crazy and everybody's strapped
Surrounded by niggaz but
Discuss these i aint doin it by pete belasco Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In