Lyrics:
I don't see you how you do not understand I'm (Understand i'm)
Try to get it up by any means I (Means i'm)
Keep it close to me go crazy bout mines
niggas I don't use the shit I served
Man it's fourth and 50 yards how I'm kicking shit it's up
I been telling my lil homie let dat shit go but it's stuck
the strap when I pull, it get tricky (Brrr)
You talkin' bout action, don't want it man I could have shooters come around to your city (Aye)
I'm in the booth
hope they like that
Prayin' that the fame don't kill us all
The magazines to the big screens
It ain't easy as the shit seems
Throwin' up my deuces
hope they like that
Prayin' that the fame don't kill us all
The magazines to the big screens
It ain't easy as the shit seems
Throwin' up my deuces
it's whatever I'm feelin
You can have it if you like that
Lil baby go head
I was down but now I'm right back
Lil baby oh yeah
Don't be shocked i'm
Boosie arguing with Webbie and
It made me cry she said I had the best dick
Did she tell me lies?
My kids kinda ugly, had to ask her
"Is they really mine?"
don't lie to me
Good girl, lil' bad sum'n
I'm a spend some racks on you
Naked, only tacks on
Know I like it hands on
Know I'm a real professor
Black lives matta dat dem say but these words trending by those causing devastation ,
How do we heal ourselves when love is not abundant inna our own
at lil shordy
Diamonds dancing in the back of the party
Got a feelin' that she wet and she naughty
In the party
Feelin' godly
Shorty tryna kick it
But I'm
Cali, stuntin', flexin', kickin' shit with Beamin'
I'm only 16, it's always been my dream
But I do this shit for my lil' boy
No I don't give a damn
want pearls, I'm not that guy
I can't believe I'm saying it but bury me by no one's side
You ain't gotta fuck up to get fucked up so king don't even try
fuck up my pivot
I don't wanna talk if it ain't bout the money lil' nigga the fuck you ain't gettin'
And if that boy tryin' big 4600 you know I'm gon'
lil bitch
I bet det dick is so big
So big det it can make a few kids
Now don’t come talking like that
Ion won’t kids
Dey be talkin back
Plus, Den
This Pain here from My Heart it's for the real niggas
This Pain here from My Soul know the real'll Feel Me
That Pain dere from My Spirit I know Lil
Surrounded by the baddest women everyday a movie
Got to keep it player
Yo lil feelings don't concern me
Splurging out without a doubt and still receiving
Brandon got a deadly one
Heart gone I been tryna find it, and my lil homie switched Ian mind it
Load the clip and then spin it ain't science, then
mignon, blaze propellors, blunt long as Coachella
Mother knows best and Daddy don't know no better
I know you' smell 'em, it's young Tunechi coca
My
the Phantom of the Opera
Choppers from Yugoslavia, bake niggas like tilapia
LAT, Young Money mafia
Try but it ain't no stopping us
Why? We back by popular
plug in like 44 states you don't know where I be
Lil nigga think
I want you to think
I broke a bitch by mistake gave her purpose she gave me some cream
I
a Glizzy on my waist for my safety
They sent lil' Leaky to the feds, they gave my nigga a pound
I know my nigga mad at me I don't never go and see his
my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
Don't matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Time to switch it up fo 'em
Time to flip it up fo
my chopper, chopper laying by my safe
Don't matter what they say I smoke hundred joints a day
Time to switch it up fo 'em
Time to flip it up fo
Turkmen
Wait, 3, 2, 1, go
And I go in with the flow, who is Joe? I don't know
It's probably Shaylin's toe
I don't know, yeah I'm dumb, yeah a lil bit slow
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