Lyrics:
that knowledge for
She dissed me in high school, no reason to acknowledge her
Lead by example, I don't fuck round with no followers
Follow up
A lot more rich and a whole lot smarter
Wayne in ya brain, young Carter (all I can see is the time)
Wayne in ya brain, young Carter
Well I got it,
tip-toeing them stacks just to change
(yeah)
Okay, this guap just got me splurging (O oh)
Dippin' in that big body
Suburban and I'm swervin' (O oh)
Main bitch,
then switch it
Red light stop, make it drop for the bitches
Got a glock fo'-fifth, blow your head off wit' it
Anything you hear that I said, I meant it
that Ave
With that big fat ass and go get that cash
But you know you got to give back half
I'm somethin' like a pimp man go get that cash
Boy I don't
and Box
I got some drugs off in the trunk
We stash that shit in a sock
And if the police pull us over
I'ma run with this Glock
Swerving late night all by
dick, I hope she bought a ladder with her
It's time to flip, might sell two-hundred mil
Sellin' kilos, robbin' niggas, got a Reebok deal
Major
nice
Trappin' lemon pepper, got me movin' two a night
Forty cars and I swear to God
Real nigga till the day I die, that's inshallah
These niggas prayin'
He ain't got nothing on me
(Nun on me)
He ain't got nothing on me
(Nothing on me)
Yeah your n***a he lame I'm a G
(Lame I'm a G yeah)
I know he
chrome flashing
Lil daddy in a long Cadi'
Big hat, pimp strong daddy
Got my hos on my arm daddy
Ain't that amazing, specially when I'm blazing that dro
you with me (V, put the house on your boy)
Where you at? (Oh)
Where you at? (Oh)
Where you at? Say (oh) (I got us)
Niggas if you with me
Let me
you with me (V, put the house on your boy)
Where you at? (Oh)
Where you at? (Oh)
Where you at? Say (oh) (I got us)
Niggas if you with me
Let me
that Katrina flood
I still got big, U-MAC-11 from '97
Sometimes, you gotta show niggas better than you can tell 'em
I be on that gangster shit,
wanted to murk
But I'ma chase 'em to the end of the Earth
Cause I'm a motherfuckin' rider
You can see the pain in my face
Got no problem exchangin'
And niggas know I go hard to the fullest
Get involved and I got em
Playing dodgeball with bullets
Yeah, I got the sawed-off fully
In the Sean John hoodie, get
They should have named me Dr. Freeze
'Cause I'm the coldest nigga y'all done seen
Day that rap met R&B
We got the Birdman, Jazze and me
Ay, ay, see I
da motivation facin da avenue
Back touchin' da wall got da weed
Got da gun
Gotta run wen I hear dat bird call
(birrr) Dang hop in dat thang and merk
All they gotta do is tell me what they lookin' fo,
I'm da dopeman, dopeman
I'm da dopeman, dopeman
I met the Birdman with the Bird layin',
Got
she rather have a purse?
Why give a bitch an inch
When she'd rather have nine?
You know how the game goes
She be mine by half time, I'm the shit,
I got pussy wet paint (paint), big boy shoes (shoes) (candy with it, five star with it)
Soft-ass seats and my trunk go boom (to the ceiling with it)
Copped baby girl what she desired
It's chump change ma, marijuana scholar
Knowin' what I got up in my Styrofoam cup, that purple stuff (okay)
It was
that knowledge for
She dissed me in high school, no reason to acknowledge her
Lead by example, I don't f*** round with no followers
Follow up
Squad niggaz got me like I got me
Me, Flock and Baby back to Bankhead in real Bugatis
Brick Squad, Zone 6, Ca$h Money, whattup?
I might just fuckin buy
I could have been a great man, but look, it was me who stood in the way of that
I was taken aback by the things that God wasn't taking back
I
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