Lyrics:
the strap in this bitch
If a fuck nigga play, he get zapped in this bitch
Bitch I'm ridin' around town like a dyke hoe
I'm on the block sellin' shit like I'm
on a bitch when I get lit with my nigga
Ass tricks for my nigga,
Come and ride with me, Catch a vibe with me
Go on vacation take ya outta town with me
Say you
a bastard of devotion
I can hold the door but could you help me cuz I'm frozen from the love I've been Neglecting in my life cuz I've been blinded by
just what happened in the bed
Shh... You heard what I said
Ain't nothin' like a milf, as she age gettin' hotter
Get her to open up, show you every trick
it if I'm sitting in class
Backwoods and lean cups on my table
I got dabs make you weak in your ankles
I'll do it by myself so I don't need a thank
I'm always hearin rappers big ballin on they songs
I do that shit for real and you'll never say I'm wrong
S-500 straight sittin on twenties
TV in
looking for the swords, they was looking for the swords
I'm just looking at they feet, cause I'm looking for the lord
Looking in the library, looking
head legion
Using steel nails manufactured by the slaves in Asia
You won't fall for that law and order is a baton in the rib
You won't fall for that
to a trick
But the moral of this story that I'm always bout this paper
It be on my mind baby more than a fresh tape up
Yea I get it out the gutter but I don't
Back on solid ground
I'm just touching down
Came from outta town
But now I'm back around
Fuck niggas talking about
I'm the type to walk it out
Run
to some eyes I'm making heads turn when I walk by
On they necks like a necktie, too wavy hit em with the riptide
I'm too hot they need some ice, I'm too hot
Hook:
Just getting my money
All the girls in the world want to ride wit me
Just getting my money
I'm a Chi-town playa can't you see
Just getting my
here
you get bust down
From high point,
da Winston, da Raleigh
Bull city, I settled in Charlotte
Home town tville,
Bulldog I Bite for real
I stay
to the sack now
Flyin' down L.A., goin' down sac town
All you niggas crossed out, feelin' like I'm Mac
Niggas cappin' in they racks, what the fuck, you finna
A just wanna do this for the scheme
For anyone in a hood who's ever had a dream
Cause a just wanna make ma home town proud...
A told ma mother
[Syke talking]
I'm tired ah niggas in this motherfuckin' rap game
Talking 'bout what they done did and what they gon' do
What set the from and all
Daddy]
I just might have to toss this nine
Across your mind
Across that line
I'm running straight up in your mammy's house by mine
Puttin' this fire
the street, yeah
I'm still gettin' this shit in by the week, yeah
I got out of town, plugs this shit ain't cheap
Nigga, I want a whole thousand for a p (Lean)
I'm the Bradford boy that could, huh
Yeah I'm livin' by my motto, I said fuck my childhood,
I'm the king my fuckin' town, I'll see you up in hollywood,
So they go crazy, get hot-headed, start actin' a fool yellin'
But you all know it ain't no refunds in this shit that I'm sellin'
Cause during
walking to the private jet in the background
I ain't see a throne that's why I never sat down
Pass it to the king like cats out in Sac town
No Demarcus I
surrounded by these clowns
Said I'm up next but it's about to go down
Steady spending money when I'm going down town
Yeah two doors on the whip
Rolling with
a P-Town baller
Next thing you know, you see I get no rejection
High in charisma, smooth-ass complexion
I'm Daddy X and I come with correction
You know
a P-Town baller
Next thing you know, you see I get no rejection
High in charisma, smooth-ass complexion
I'm Daddy X and I come with correction
You know
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