Lyrics:
balls cutthroat
With gangstas cross if you here to one time
Ain't no flossing, but if you pimp the bitch and stack the grits
She make em good money
you'll never find me
White t, white t, white t
Wiz calls I'm hoping on it
My day one, I ain't switching on him
Got day ones who switched on me
It's all
nuggets
Love it, drive with snapped ID, lad
Shut it up like a Black Eyed Peas rap
This ain't no Fergie-Ferg
Burn your first beat down till the black
I beat
much, you trying to get off cigarettes
And she think it's fly, she ain't met a real nigga yet
I apologize if I come off a little inconsiderate
I got
the suu
(lie in cut for y'all)
Check it out
Niggas wanna test my steez, nigga please
I black that eye like peas, you better freeze
In your tracks,
witcha
I'm from the home of the neckbones
Black eyed peas, turnip and collard greens
We the children on the corn dirtier than Bob Marley's pee-pee
the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging
I be scheming
Ain’t being dramatic
Ice in the Patek
Winning by habit
Uh yeah
God Blessed me with talent
You don’t want no static
Get hit wit this
at the top, you ain't even start climbin'
Recession proof, Michael Vick, I let the dawgs loose
Million cash on the table, why you think her bra loose?
Trap
witcha
I'm from the home of the neckbones
Black eyed peas, turnip and collard greens
We the children on the corn dirtier than Bob Marley's pee-pee
she Brandy
The type that ain't gone never tell a nigga secrets please
I'm talking to my baby girl like she Alicia Keys
pimp spit this rap, I don't like you anyway
[Chorus: x2]
This a man's game, stay up out the lane
If you can't hang with the gang bang
Players pimps
and Lil
Throw them blunt shit out like a vet
We ain't goin' campin' if you see Black 10
Just like a wild-eyed, know you gon' bend
Bitch, I'm fresh, I don't
overcharging you
Shaz got flavours, majin buu
Take all the candy starving you
When the cells mutate them rascals blue
Man I blew like chiaotzu, Nike, Adidas, if
I know you're toting chrome
Trigger finger never letting go
Pressure got you blowing strong
Only thing to balance out the lows
Thumb and index by
touch the sky, get 'em up
Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up
Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up
Black Eyed Peas will announce
Something that you
to catch a friendly
Strays from the same shade nigga, we on the same team
Giving you respect, I expect the same thing
All-black everything, nigga you know
And you got your daddy and you know who your daddy is don't you?
Fuck that
If you want to play you answer me who's your daddy when I ask you
Who is your
got him tweakin
Damn I been icy not talking no freezer
Ain't moving Keys my name not Alicia
Fuck it up, run it up
Fuck it up, run it up
Fuck it up, run
Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up
Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up
Black Eyed Peas will announce
Some things that you can't avoid
You need
I like bitches
Them half-and-half Alicia Keys dyke bitches
If the head right I might Air Nike bitches
Or put 'em on the track like Just Blaze
I look
comin through got paper gotta have it
Under my damn bed
And Im flippin red
If I get caught with keys I goin fed
But that ain't on my mind
No Im not
appreciate you, ma, I can tell by the way he hold you
He don't love you like I can love you, or squeeze you like I squeeze
I'll make your neck pop back
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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