Lyrics:
stallions in my stable
Fuck what them hoes say, Canseco, we balling
But this ain't no ball game and I ain't got no bat
And all y'all niggas small change,
stallions in my stable
Fuck what them hoes say, Canseco, we balling
But this ain't no ball game and I ain't got no bat
And all y'all niggas small change,
Not to use your brain
Six engineering is the first
Psychology four
I need more and I say
The years go by and I don't lose my faith
To get a master it
dial
If you're lickin', that's WBALLZ
Everybody's got to hear the shit on WBALLZ, WBALLZ, WBALLZ
Poppin', stoppin', hoppin' like a rabbit
When I
dial
If you're lickin', that's WBALLZ
Everybody's got to hear the shit on WBALLZ, WBALLZ, WBALLZ
Poppin', stoppin', hoppin' like a rabbit
When I
you the one these hoes ain't for me mhm
Baby you can slide
You ain't gotta hide
Go ahead and confide
You know you can cry
We got all this time
Be up by
[Intro: Kanye West]
Aww
Yeah, 9th Wonder on the beat (Aww)
I can't front man, you got some hot beats
It's your boy Kanye Tutta
Got Consequence in
move out with my damn uncle
And got my damn degree
You, you can be lazy but you gotta work
You can be lazy, man we go berzerk
Niggas be claiming they be
The degree in which we chose to wash me is no longer secret
I'm letting the world know it
For folks who wanna come peep it
Sheep need be led by a diligent
like I got a cheat code (swish)
Yeah, that lil' nigga in beast mode (brr)
The dope boys, they was my hero (yeah, yeah)
Ayy, Dolph, these hoes nothin'
[Marty Mula]
I’m like mmm... I could really give a fuck
Came with 2 hoes cuz they say i’m too much
Yeah it’s up, Brody got a chop, turn it up
we gone see what it is
What you in for everything under the sun
Recently got me first degree wit a hot gun
That's my third strike so Xzibit
tube and my scale, I got no luck
Hold up, mama even threw away the soda
I remember this shit like it was yesterday
Falling in the house late, seent
Hoes, yes
If that bro dey slow the gang
No two ways I go cut am off
Igbo boy all I want is cash
Now I got cash, I'm a Yoruba demon
I can switch like that,
(que pasa, que pasa?)
Check this out
Quiet nights like this, might twist one for the moda
On the balcony, I got a sofa
Nights like this is perfect,
just lonely
Legacy, that's how they remember me
I push it to the nth degree
Turn nothing into something
Enermies
I handle what was meant for me
Stand by
yeah)
Said she been bored with everything, need somethin' to work on (damn, damn, damn, yeah)
My bitch, she got a degree, I love her dome (yo, Pi'erre,
should of stayed your ass home bop, you got a flow--not
[Illa Noyz]
I set it off on a mission like the Sentinel
'cause I was sent to do, murder
mine
And I thought it would change, and when I got older
They just got colder, and gave me the cold shoulder
But now them hoes want to skeeze me
Just
came with a maid
I been through it all I ain't gettin' played
I was just tryna talk shorty got me laid
Didn't get no hand-outs
I did it by myself
Bitch
Wassup?
[Daz]
I'm about clockin' dollars...
[Girl]
Hey, give me some.
[Daz]
Handlin' my business and (hey, nigga) kickin' hoes to the curb
inspection, these specs on my face
Iʼm liking the look but I donʼt like the taste
Niggas be playin
Make them niggas get to spraying like Mace
What I got to be
bitch, I need it
Fuck her once then, I mistreat it
I don't like hoes, that be needy
Imma stack this roll, neatly
I don't know, what's been going on with me
DJ Khaled
I'll pick you up in my ride
Make sure you waitin' outside when I pull up
I told my niggas I can't slide (No, no)
Just to be right by
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