Lyrics:
Man 1: What?
Mandy: This praising.
Wise Man 1: No, no, no.
Mandy: Oh! Well, if you're dropping by again do pop in. (they
take
I do what I do when I do it
Bitch I'm Vic Damone junior
Money talks and I'm very fluent
Franklin Hatchet told em catch me in the cut dumping rillo
Boy, I, be, thuggin'
Got, them, things, ten a ki, hustlin'
Catch me at the shop, I will, be, there
And my prices stay low, I keep, it, there
And if
don't know what to do with it
Drank so much lean nigga probably need a new Kidney
My girl got a girl but you know I keep two bitches
Push to start engine,
and infomercial last night
i don't remember what i said but i think that you might
my friends and i do wicked evil shot and it's tight
my buddy vic has the good
fat, but what do I care? I give a fuck
Only thing I fear's Hailie
I'm afraid if I close my eyes
That I might see her, shit
I'm going through
motherfucker
My nigga Apache up in this motherfucker
My Mossberg goes boom, gimme room, can I catch it?
Talkin' quick and then I vic just tryin' to keep
and run with it, go
If we going fast
Don't get too attached
Cause I'll do the dash
Soon as I get mad
And it's sad
Wishing I could take it back
Get it back
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
the verse is ready
Not a how do I feel, not a how do I deal
If that's life, then nigga, how is it real?
These last couple of days I've been speaking to my
Yo this Chris Rock
I'm in here with my man Ricky Rozay
We in here drinkin' this Belaire Rose
That's how we do it
That's all we do
Belaire Rose!
the window if she got it to spare
'Cause the elevator's broke, and I ain't checkin' for the stairs
And do me a solid, run to the store shorty
And pick me
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
understand what it means to be black?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this shit out
Four, five
understand what it means to be black?
I have my man the Notorious B.I.G in the back
I go by the name of the Puff Daddy
But check this shit out
Four, five
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
your clique is squad cars
Niggas need to get Crown Vic'ed these days
Stop kicking it, you couldn't fit in my old socks
Let alone my shoes
I'm not
with the hands
(John) By the best bass players in the land
(Alvin) When the bass starts thumpin' sho 'nuff hits the spot
(Rhonda) And I hope it never
and die with my team
If I was Lebron, I'd never went to the Miami Heat
It's too much loyalty in me, I'm royalty, no Prince Akeem
So when I'm comin', make
High speed chase I'm on him, I do my cardio
Shoot him while the whip's still
Spinnin' it's Super Mario
Fuck it I'ma remix it
I ain't never backed down
a nigga up, that's what they won't do nigga
Wanna know a funny thing about this shit?
Even if you let em' kill your dream it'll haunt you nigga
Last
cold uncomfortableness
Yet if I could do it all over again, I'd do it in the same skin I'm in
To lay down and let love die, just stay down and let love
Wit' rent still?
A bitch won't make it past first
Base if I curve her
Unless she got Angels In The In Field
I keep a 40 below, a 45
You add the wind
Whatever I can do, be the
Best at whatever I do
I need to make America grеat like
It once was i want
To have еverything that I ever
Wanted i never thought
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