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can
He got a shopping cart full of mad cans
He said he on his way to go cash in
In a good mood, I gave his ass a fifty
Not money, bitch, I gave him a 50
Ooh
Oh yeah yeah
She wants more
Said she wants more than fireworks tonight
More like than a stick of dynamite
And everyone from next door can hear
'm breaking news
Who's this Boy Scout
Sleepin' on me snooze
I don't need your snobby roose
Here I'll open the door
Now get out of here
Rude
Pissed at the game
time that you see me
Don't try too hard
Just take it easy
N*** hate to see ya up let em see ya
Make em down by the next time that you see me
backup
I
With my bags all packed, I'm ready to go
Can't stop me, I'm progressing my flow
All eyes on me, yeah, you guys know
I'll be done in fifteen like
rest
Cock in that bussy, don't feel stressed
Some are freaky, they digest
(Balls I love balls)
Dick out I go in the back door
His holes revealed,
bout to plot gotta catch our next meal
We some gorillas you might just get pealed
Niggas will tell me go listen but when I go listen no I am not
Killed the next boss
Now clearly you own them
Take the souls
Strike a posses
Then they go fam
Like we won but
I don't even know them
And if host dies
You
It don't come off
I'm got to go
'Til the wheels fall off
Some of my niggas
Will kick yo door off
I'm breaking this ground
Can't get my flow off
No more
we had the whole concept together
And I was like alright bruh this how it should go
And then next thing I know I asked him alright how should we put it
I know a guy who can go and steal
Damn, I know a guy who will crack a couple jokes
Man, I know a guy who always does the most
And, I know a guy who
how the devil Tried to Attack with a muzzle
So I can't talk
So I can't bite
So I can't fight
So I can't show you guys what is right
So I can't help
exaggerating
But the very next guy to get busted
For the same can do the complete opposite
So I'd like to say my experience
Still brought out a whole lotta
walk up you
Can see the shotgun spit
Ferrari roof go down, Lam doors go up
I got big boy toys, when you gon' grow up?
Nigga knick knack pattywack
Give
the rest of the bunch
Well I'm not too sure
Because the next thing you know
They're outside your door
So don't forget my simple methods
And just use your
Booth Willie:] "Go fuck yourself you son of a bitch!
I'll come right outta the booth and fuckin' whack ya, you fuckin' prick!"
[Another car
you lies
When you hang with guys
You can see through her eyes
That the bitch is fake
Got me rolling the weed
In The middle of nights
And my next door
away from
From all these rumors
I can't take it no more
My best friend say did you
Hear the one about me
And the girl next door?
Did you hear
I wanna bang on the walls
Rock on the floor
I wanna party
Like the people next door
Wanna wake up the neighbors
At a quarter of four
I wanna party
comes by and takes my kids to Istanbul
The guy next door just bought his son a brand new saxophone
The man behind me sued him cause his hogs were
a call, and maybe we'll hang out next week."
I pat him on the shoulder, say, "Thanks for stoppin' by."
Then I opened up the door and said, "Take care,
the moneys that has ever been made by anybody
In the world
Cuz I'm the fucking best
I be fucking paying my bitches rent, yeah
Yeah I can't do that thing that
got three hoes in this two door and one just want to go bi
We just trying stay, We just trying stay live
We just trying to get by, We just want to get
Check it out, I'm the C-A-S-A, the N-O-V-A,
And the rest is F-L-Y,
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix,
And these reasons I'll tell you
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