Lyrics:
AS F*CK
I work hard I'm on my grind
I got yo back but who got mine
South sac city I’m reppin' that 9
I do look good and I did take time
I’m the design you
serve on the first
I'm Serving off the curve
On 75 pussy filled up with currency
I'm Deep down South my beats gone bounce (kutt 808)
Trap Maine trap
Yeah I'm a thick man
Got a lot to say just like my name is fucking Stan
I don't fuck around with pussy all I do is get the bands
Sayin that she like it
changing the route
At best I might give you a taste
You'll probably damage your mouth
Man none of you wanted this heat
I'm posted just chilling down south
I
niggas be mad cuz I'm living they dream
Might fuck on you bitch and then cop her Celine
Grab the backend and pull off with the team
Stuffing these bands
you’re broke then you’re a joke so I guess that I’m humorless
Words I say cut deep like when I’m in her uterus
Money coming in by bands I’m talking
I'm Damann, I get bands, no, I don't play the hand, if it's loaded, I cheat
They can't stand me and man, that shit seem to be part of the plan
I
We on the south side but North Phily though
Really though
Purp by the pound crack by the oz
I'm so fly all your hoes know me
It be me Oschi
Caddy truck
I rep everything made in the south
I'm an absolute unit i'm el hombre agua
Chillin layin up wit yo mama
Droppin the hottest tapes this side
Don't act like you care about me
Don’t act like you care about me
Saved by the bell
Fuck it, you only live once (Woo)
Done with all the stuntin' down
arrives and you head down South
They whisper over the map as the windows roll down
The road signs, they slide and glide as you blink in time
With your
little thing
Why dont you come on over here and
Show me how your body sing (Sing)
Now you pressin up
Im watchin every move
Tryna keep up with you
Baby
It seems that your a little late to the party that was thrown for me (in my favor)
You see we throwin money by the band
Ten band's 20 band's 50
the south town
We go pick up an old girlfriend
And see can we leave all this behind
'Cause I'm an anyway the wind blows rider
With a dream like
Keep a band full of 100s in a brown bag
Ima east coast nigga wit a south swag
And you know im by myself when im pullin up
I been in the gym bitch im
six-four, I'm Diddy no tint
I can't hide in New York City
I'm 'bout it in the South, sleep good in the West
Know a chick from Watts with Bad Boy tatted
is, nigga. Here it is. What you
gonna do with it?
Bizzy:
Well it must be close to the Armageddon, Lord. No, then I won't fly by
that lesson, you
gat bands on me yeah im feeling it
23s for all my niggas for the steppin shit
Sip on drank till i can barely even talk to me
Been in it ive been in it
Wait, way back in the day
Dudes from the South migrated this way North
Lookin for the higher pay of course
Led by the forces they became big bosses
Like
I'm headed eighty five south bound with my loud mouth
And I'm burning loud sounds when you bumping my foul mouth
I bring the whole crowd out when my
Don't swerve on my lane,
I'm with the gang yeah HGHLNDS FAMILIA. (woah)
Don't swerve on my lane,
Kasama bilog walang putol na linya.
Don't swerve
two bands, I'm feeling like a new man
If I can't murk a pussy nigga, best believe that you can
I'm feeling like a GOAT, I'm feeling like the wooman
south, yeah, put that shit all in her mouth, ay
Eatin' on veggies with salmon, ay, no I'm not eatin' no trout
Boy you a bitch, boy you a snitch, heard
no extras
Say she fuck with me cause a real nigga is her preference
Drinking like I'm from Texas, and you know I stay flexin'
And if you don't know I
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