Lyrics:
black his eye, that's no lie
I'm on my square, blowin' circles in the air, of that purple
I'ma boss and you a worker, listen here boy don't make me hurt
black his eye, that's no lie
I'm on my square, blowin' circles in the air, of that purple
I'ma boss and you a worker, listen here boy don't make me hurt
black his eye, that's no lie
I'm on my square, blowin' circles in the air, of that purple
I'ma boss and you a worker, listen here boy don't make me hurt
black his eye, that's no lie
I'm on my square, blowin' circles in the air, of that purple
I'ma boss and you a worker, listen here boy don't make me hurt
of that purple
Ima boss and you a worker, listen here boy don't make me hurt you
You want trouble, I got plenty
How you want it, full or semi
I'm so
grasp what each other goes through
Black boy, black boy, we ain't gonna lie to you
Black boy, black boy, we don't like the sight of you
Pull up
to eat up
Boy, I'm gonna chew you, 'cause I knew you was
Talkin' that junk, punk, now Imma do you
The way you should be done, call you my son
Make you say
hmm) Candy painted with the gloss
You can hate but that's the way a player floss
(Still breaking boys off, hmm) Getting money's what I'm 'bout
I'ma
(We sacrifice)
I know joy lives 'round the corner
Joy for sale down on the corner (we sacrifice)
One day I'll visit her I'm gonna
Out on my block
say a damn thing
Boy I bet that shotty make you bounce like a bed-spring
Walkin a thin line, gotta defend mine
And wit no pen I'm sorta like a bomb
You Make me feel good
I feel so fine
I'm gonna make you mine, all mine
You're head to toe fly
You move so smooth
I'm gonna put my loving on you
to catch a Chansey
Hard boiled eggs go
Put em in my tummyyy!
Was a nice guy now
I'm goin Ted Bundy
Now if you feelin down pick
Your head up sonny
Man up
the king ain't gonna savor
Just gonna save that ass for later
F what you heard me
See me in person
You know I'm fly (You know I'm fly)
You know I'm fly (You
that I'm raisin'
God of the Underground, I'm gunnin' 'em down with a thunder pound
We gonna shut 'em down
We turn shit dumb quick when the gun click
scalp cowboys, now how that sound for you?
Yeah, boy, you know we're 'bout to put it down for you
So kick your shoes off in the foyer, have a sound
you a diamond
I'll buy you a diamond ring
Well, if you don't be my little woman
Then I won't buy you a doggone thing
I'm gonna buy me a airplane
I'm
whole So Icey staff
What's up Severe? I see you Portia
I see you Morgan, what up G-Boy?
We workin' nigga, So Icey
Young Money, it's a movement!
Pay
ain't real
I'm bout to hiccup hiccup some
Bullets out my fuckin' steel
Peel, make niggas kneel, bow down
From this clown that's gonna put
You six in
down there
Caught a opp that boy grave six feet under
I ain't going for shit
Put that shit on my mother
Upping that check, get you gone for a dollar
I'ma
Im gonna be a rockstar aint no turning back
Im gonna be a popstar put chains on my neck
Im gonna be on top counting money in a bands
Im gonna ride
Nothing sad as that day my girl father past away
So I promised to Mr. Rainey I'm gonna marry your daughter
And you know I gotta thank you for the way that
willing to take my time
I'm gonna love you anyway
Today and every day (repeat 2x)
I'm gonna love you anyway
Today and every day (repeat 2x)
I wanted it
the fire
We coming out giving God glory
If ya gonna be blessed
Then ya gotta have a test
If ya gonna have a testimony
I'm on fire
You can't put me out
You
the deal if I'm clutching the steel
If you want it then you can just come come but
What the fuck wrong wit you boy
Fuck fuck fuck wit you boy
What the fuck
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