Lyrics:
cuffin' that trick
I let her go (hoo) (you know)
Yo, the way I blew up the weight
Niggas thought I had a cape (uh-huh)
Mr. Extra Twelve Grams
Dear Diary:
Mood: Apathetic.
My life is spiralling downward.
I couldn't get enough money to go to the Blood Red
Romance and Suffocate me dry
Might go to DC and fuck up a sac
Get a P for the cheap and I bring that bitch back
Your boo throw the throat
My crew gone to catch
My niggas want smoke
[DJ Khaled]
Diaz Brothers
DJ Khaled
I rep my city
Dade County, let's go!
[Trick Daddy]
Dade County stand up right now
Always from Carol City
round
Is there room on the floor for two
Waistline and my wine go boom
I see you like 'em thick and here's the trick no need for words watch me work my
with you, watch this in a world
I wanna be with you 'Cause you need someone
Someone like me
(Lets do it, killing that shit) , girl
To stand with by your
Who never said nothing
His thought became an amplifier
I live for inspiration, for without that, I will die
(Go)
Here the bomb jam now can you dig
of French itself
And I did the video for really though
You silly rabbit faggot tricks are for kids so we go, Abracadabra
girls them come and go
Yeah I just got back to my old tricks
Show up to the party with my old chick
She even looking better than my new chick
I just
Sigh - Here we go again man
I swear women is always flexin' 'bout somethin'
For real, for real
Kinda reminds me of that one girl I use to date
Heh
Oh you Jasmine
Long hair pretty eyes big booty
You big fine just juicy
Oh you Jasmine
By the end of the night I'm gonna know what you like
I can show
the time
(Sex)
I crave it I needs it
It's always on my mind
(Sex)
I gotta show the other freaky side of me
Girl I want to give you every inch
one, and one invented not by our venerable ancestors, but by a devilishly clever marketing firm, not to symbolize your everlasting love, but to make
traveling
The world, where we’ve been and where
We would like to go
BUT both of us were in jail … crazy!
My next conversation didn't go so well as I
Was
is "The Villain"
My homey from the see-P-T, cold chillin
Now as time flies by I see the game gettin mo' reala
As I get mo' scrilla, can you dig it?
my dreams, yuh done know di love is real)
Baby boy, not a day goes by
Without my fantasies (come on, girl tell me what's the deal)
I think about
Popping pulling
And twisting it
She be like
Look baby
Ooo
I dig that
Baby doing things
That drives me wild
Hard to believe
Cause girl you
Make It hard
What's the deal, flow is worth a mil
Trick, I'm 'bout to kill, keep it trill
That's the way I roll, that's the way I go
That's for 'sho, that's the way I
more chance
I got that good dick, girl, ya didn't know? (Please, Biggie)
Oh, Biggie, give me one more chance (ohh)
Is my mind playing tricks, like
more chance
I got that good dick, girl, ya didn't know? (Please, Biggie)
Oh, Biggie, give me one more chance (ohh)
Is my mind playing tricks, like
Young Money, yeah, four
I tell her, "Now goin' pop that pussy for a real nigga"
I already know that life is deep but I still dig her
Niggas is
a homie in Japan, he always been a fan
Give you weed by the zip, or by the gram
Yeah, I had a home girl in Pari'
'Til the bitch left her nigga now she
a play girl, down around the way girl
More than okay girl, help me get my pay girl
(I need a gangsta bitch, not a wanksta bitch
That's down to ride, but
blaze with a face melter, go fish,
pigeon itchin for a pit to put the pig in,
scalped bottom feeder, nose bleeder, cheap seats,
to the meat eater
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