Lyrics:
brown tee
Muhammad throwback, who sport a jersey by Ali
And if he made one (Hell naw they don't excite me)
I'm all about my cash ridin' around wit
as fuck you still drinkin' a sippycup
Remix my shit before fame as a backup
Dustin' my books and then read, thats a brush up (Yah)
Swirl through the air I
ain’t that disgusting (GAH)
When I’m doing numerics, I count one by one, thats the same move when I shoot like Lebron (Pew)
7’4 when I stand on this
On amp radio, about four years ago
Was "Paranoid"
Well thank you very much
Absolutely we're huge fans around here
Thank you, I appreciate that
Thanks
pills, the babies cry
All I hear is what's playing through
The in-flight radio
Now every word of every song
I ever heard that made me want to stay
Is
pills, the babies cry
All I hear is what's playing through
The in-flight radio
Now every word of every song
I ever heard that made me want to stay
Is
'm a pimp by blood, not relation
Y'all be chasin', I replace 'em, huh
Drunk off this, high on that
Man, I think the feds got my iPhone tapped
Ain't that
Caught in the rain
You say you're
Caught in the rain
You say you're
Caught in the rain
You say you love me
But you'll never change
Four AM flows I
like the beat I don’t give a fuck
I’m gone remix it
If that hoe a freak
Then she gone ride it like it’s Seabiscuit
My bullet wounds healed by they self
beat that bitch up when I found out she lyin
Who she think I am? Saving Private Ryan?
Andre Nickatina--
I make the town move just by walkin on your
New bitch same fight new city new flight
Four shows in a night four hoes in my ride
Ooh I think I hit a nerve ooh I think I hit a nerve
I walk into
still touch 'em
Niggaz ??, that's why we still hustle
For all my niggaz that can't be here
For every tear, send my a prayer, I swear
[Chorus:]
touch 'em
niggas ain't promised tomorrow, that's why we still hustle
For all my niggas that can't be here
For every tear, send my a prayer, I swear
before, "Hey, man
Are you gonna stay up all night partying
(go, girl) before you go into the radio?"
I’d have said, "No way I would never do that"
And then
you listening you feel me turn your speakers up
Swear I don’t care if this too long for a radio hit
Or you skip because it’s boring and don’t play it
ain't been the man in a couple of years
I got the bag, I got the ticket
It's easy to read your decisions I swear they dumber and dumber by minutes
By
Where you at?
Ridin' in my car
And I'm listening to the radio
I'm listening to a sad girl sing
Sing about how she got her heart broke
People
is
Her specialty, after all hands come up
One by one "Oh my god, Rihmeek, "
Nicki groans exaggeratedly, invoking Meek's
Middle name for effect "Every
Say, Rih-Rih, let's take this shit to the street one-time, you know? (It's the remix)
Throwin' hundreds like loose change, still got my money (ayy)
slide by and wiz-ave
You on another piz-age
Is that the way you gon be-hiz-ave?
I know you're feeling all hurt inside
But won't you talk to a playa?
Let
I
Know u hear me on ur radio
Fuck around a headshot will spill that
Boy spaghetti-o's and all my
Niggas heavy tho dreamchasers hustle gang
Nigga u
Oh, it's the remix, oh
I see her
She came with her nigga (oh)
Mm, but she gon' slide right to my side, I know (right to my side)
She pulled up
down in ya brown tee
My hundred throwback who sport a jersey by Ali
And if he make one (hell no they dont sike me)
I'm all about my cash ridin around wit
weakness
And now I'm four, five seconds from wildin'
And we got three more days 'til Friday
I'm just tryna make it back home by Monday mornin'
I swear
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