Lyrics:
that's that money team (Rich Paul)
Band jump like trampoline in my Billy Jean
Ridin' around, smokin' on stank
Switch your hair around like you're my bae
these bitches playing
If they keep on tempting me I'm going super saiyan
I'm balling way too hard I feel like Chris Paul on the open floor
Better take
Four minutes and counting.
O.K.
They pressed the button, Jim.
They pressed the button Billy, what button?
The big red one.
You mean
know what im saying?
Look, we about to go I 255, [yeah]straight up to Memphis.
[ya show]See what im saying, Paul said he gone meet us by Wal-Greens, we
Twinkle Twinkle
Im a good lad but its not that simple
It’s not that simple
I hope i never get stuck in the box like pringles sho
Back then shawty just gave
Crazy Janey and her mission man
Were back in the alley trading hands
Along came Wild Billy with his friend Gee Man
All duded up for Saturday night
(Chick chick, bang)
Sneak diss, this stick talk (Chick chick, bang)
Don't talk, just stick talk (Chick chick, bang)
I'm with niggas that stick talk
heartbroken by the ones I love the most
I swear, family let you down first, but got da nerve to post
I just gotta keep my rounds close, cause if i ion I'm toast
a long, long time
'Til I regain control
I'm still a prisoner
Held captive by his memory
He was my strongest weakness
And I'm afraid he'll always be
in Billy's lane
And I like "Rebel Yell" but I'm more Raising Hell
BDP, Salt-n-Pep
With both Spinderelles
Used to damage the Maxell
Now I'm Kony
Handcuffed by violence that be The truth
Prisoner of Love tell him to turn You lose
And I apologize all the stuff you
Been through
And all the times I couldn't
[Paul Wall Intro]
I get up early and get it before the crack of dawn
And I'm still out when the sun set getting my hustle on
I'm grinding all day
anit gotta lie
You just love a nigga swag yeah I'm super fly
Throwing money - out the window - when I drive by
That's rich nigga shit call it money drive
Crazy Janey and her mission man
Were back in the alley trading hands
Along came Wild Billy with his friend Gee Man
All duded up for Saturday
Crazy Janey and her mission man
Were back in the alley trading hands
Along came Wild Billy with his friend Gee Man
All duded up for Saturday
Warriors no prisoners, they scared of us
I like that way, cause i'm
Warriors no prisoners, they scared of us
Deep down u know the mother fucking
on my shirt,
I’m not a bad man,
Just do what I can.
You’re gonna know my name,
Cause I was raised by the flame,
I’m not taking any prisoners,
I’m just
from afar, like a dark star
They think I'm dangerous
They think I'm really bad
I'm just making up for what I never had
Go out every night whenever I
your shit
Turn dis hoe to New Jersey drive
Goin live
Robbing Peter to pay Paul to survive
Baby I'm just out here grinding
I swear it feel like perfect
you my vitamin C
Stay down like Hillary and I can be ya billy
I'll buy ya jada pinky pinkies I'm the biggest willy
Just when I give it throw it back
bread winner and I'm far to ahead
Man, Look at my Departure
You can't even start it
Your plan ain't shit because
You just talk shit
While I shit like
like Paul and Kanye (Yeezy)
They had to hire a mover just to pick up the pace (ooh)
Drinking so much Creek Water I locked my keys in a safe
I had
"Under the
Cherry Moon" And I was there
That's how I look
At it like this shit just went down
You see the mastery that
I'm surrounded by? How
On earth am I
The works of flesh are dead
And dead faith isn't any better
I'm saved by grace
But each choice is mine to choose
Co-laboring with Jesus, like Paul
Is nothing
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