Lyrics:
the cloud
They tell me Jadie can you come out here and handle the crowd
I do my business and I bring the fucking house to the ground
I told her turn it around
you can't hardly explain
When she done crossed her legs, she make mind turn insane
Had seen her on the Ave and spotted her, how I wanted her
Ass so
problem child
Problem ta the devil and his child meow
Any my daughter Psalm a child of God
Ooh and my wifey ga be by my side yea
Ima bring her out no need
on
I be that, girl who straight pop from the N.Y.
Doing my thing, all day, yeah it's her
Nicolette on the track, matter fact, bring it back
Tell me
back
I keep on telling you you ain't gon get it
Til niggas aim fire bring hell to you niggas
Get well to you niggas
Im at the well
Doin swell on you
better learn and pray
'Cause truth I say
And I do not play
'Cause I found the source
Where the ken's conveyed
I eat my meat for the casein
If you can't see
a bad bitch, now she need a makеover
Uh, these niggas, they talkin' on tracks
As soon as I see 'em I can tell they over
I'm fuckin' these bitches
Runnin'
bring it back
Got your chick riding on me, said a shit about that
Yeah you talking like a killer, but I know you not that
Grab your bitch by the waist,
a single chain I can't rocka
[?] life is a bitch, can't stop her
Even if I could, I tell 'em I wouldn't knock her
Til the get the 6 and then swap her
Baby
Uh, hell yea man, hm
Oh fuck yeah
When I'm not at home beating my shit to death
I'm listening to The Madd Rapper's album
This is Ken Kaniff
the strip club and get it right back
Yea Lil Que serving too many O’s
I pull up to the show with a different hoe
I get straight in her throat when I take her
and drove her crazy
You asked me why - cause her man tried to play me
I sent her back a nervous wreck
And tried to put her back in check
My speciality
more in the back if
They sit on the lap
I gotta go and move to the
Party to see where it's at
Can't stop won't stop rock it to the rhythm
Cause we - ah
thing that, well, someone has been telling me
That only Pam can talk to her
Oh well, her loss
I have her Facebook link, the license plate
Make model year
But in the end her soul was mine the damage was dealt.
Your wife she tries to pull you through
But I can give you what you're due.
With me by your side
Happen?"
Brooklyn can start cappin, Uptown can start robbin
Bronx can tell the tale, and start back mobbin
Queens, gangsta lean with green
Word to Shaolin, I
it do
She's a very freaky gurl, don't bring her to mama
First you get her name, then you get her number
Then you get some brain in the front seat
it do
She's a very freaky gurl, don't bring her to mama
First you get her name, then you get her number
Then you get some brain in the front seat
maybe Benjamin
Guess if that bitch bring her friends Ima' bring her in
Intials all on my chain like a letterman
I got this dope by the load told em'
wanna shop I'm Not buying her pink)
Bitch I'm lieutenant uh LT, GLE fast and it came with no key
Never been last you can't place me at three no and I
lady
I gave her this, I gave her that I throw the dick, she throw it back
I'm in the trap, let me hit your back She don't complain when I bring her
got musikas by the meter
Only knew joina cause thats the place I would meet her
Look at all these kids they cant afford to no see a teacher
My nigga is
gonna slow me down?
Look, it's over clown
I got the skippiest flows in town
Plus, them niggas can't fuck with my wordplay
I switch it back, DJ bring it
I just got her ig like yesterday
And I told her she should come through cos there's happs today
Better bring hoes for my niggas digga n bk
I can turn
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