Lyrics:
you in the streets
All alone and starvin'
But that's what you get for
Bein' out of pocket!
(Yes I'm a) pimp, player, girl layer
Money makin' trick
Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha HAA
It's 10-31
Yes I run with a gun
I'm crazy
Time to go have some fun
Betta move betta run
This ain't a dream
I can tell by
I'm in it
I been ridin' for this city, whether wrong or right
I been whoopin' on motherfuckers for the longest time
So it's evident, it's time for
I'm in it
I been ridin' for this city, whether wrong or right
I been whoopin' on motherfuckers for the longest time
So it's evident, it's time for
this ain't the squash beef state
You thinkin' make up, we thinkin' Lark Voorhies face
The twin Eagle'll air his coupe, might as well ride by in
pages
Had to take it to the basics catch me in the kitchen
With the fork by the water like hit it hit it hit it
Money is the outcome Imma Get it Get it
like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they by like "there he go"
dates
When you know he tryna screw
How you think you number one, girl?
You're Tuesday, number two
No cheese no macaroni
You a one trick pony
What you
Yeah
Tryna figure out the difference
But I think, think the lines are starting to get blurred
I'm in a strange place
I feel like Ma$e when he
Yeah
Tryna figure out the difference
But I think, think the lines are starting to get blurred
I'm in a strange place
I feel like Ma$e when he
again
I'm lost again in the city night (lost in the city night)
This is too much to swallow
Pray my heart and mind will follow
The trick is not mind
Ghetto Prince Charming spark bitches like a flame
Jumpin' out front, I'm leaving lames behind
Fresher than a Ziploc, I'm back on my grind
Ain't no one in
Holes wit' tampons, i'm serious
I've been plugged in like a landline
And I throw up my hands you
Just throwin' up hand signs
When the hand 9 by the Jimmy
you
Fuck with me I'm a thug
You already know how we come I'm
In the hood where the drugs, and the slugs
Nigga already know just how we gone come
You pay
diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive
It's the way I'm feeling I just can't
And when I take off, it's like I took off.
And when I ride by, it's like I fly by.
You like a slow motion.
All in 3-D.
'cause everywhere I go, they
to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
Man I pull up in your city and get my Bush
head in the clouds
Clouds in my head
Got my head in the clouds
Walking on a cloud
Hey
How could you let this opportunity pass you by, pass you by, oh
down, the risin' flow, you hear me now
I'm always up to something, I got Goon in the house 'casue he my cousin
We got dollars by the dozens, but without
Trick by trick
strut like czar
I'm riding slow in my lambo car
Ah
Blinded Y'all blinded blinded
Blinded Y'all blinded blinded
Ah
Uh what's for
weight in the cooter, ten plates to soup ya
One twos we oughta cruise right by the state troopers
When I'm drinkin' Cristal, start thinkin' 'bout Al
hoes mad
I'm that fly chick all these lames wish they had
Big ol booty, make him trick off all his cash
Keep em' in 2 bags, his feelings and his cash
a couple tricks
we might pull up in your city
BikelyfeX take over shit
This Bikelyfe shit I’m bout it bout it
He say popping wheelies
and running
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