Lyrics:
right)
Now she wanna spend (what?)
All night with me (She wanna wake up with Weezy F. Baby)
Let me be the one that you throw it to (throw it back, ma)
right)
Now she wanna spend (what?)
All night with me (she wanna wake up with Weezy F. Baby)
Let me be the one that you throw it to (throw it back, ma)
bust it pon crime
So now when you see me do nuh fucking badmind
Every ghetto, fi have money, wah do time
Benz man a push, me no stop a stop sign
Money
bag for way to long
I've been counting cash for way to long
I've been in my bag for
Way to long way to long way to long
From living in the slums now I
and Honey, yeah Giants and Grapes
So keep them ends tight, like Antonio Gates
Iverson with the Gospel, watch me handle it
Time to follow Christ, Mary Magdalene
the civil case
The giant civil case also coming your way if I choose
You'll be like the Fat OJ
The Fat OJ
It'll be sensational - I'll even get you a white
like Jesus said
I'm gonna dance, dance, dance
With my hands, hands, hands above my head
Hands together- Put your hands together
Now sing it
I won't cry
Intro:
youn know non bout it boy
Nothin’
I ain’t even gotta remind you
That you don’t non bout it
Chorus:
Youn no non bout this boy
youn know non
Barrel extra long where the
Ruler at? Cut them
Niggas off 'fore they do you bad (aye)
Get the clip load up, never ever fold up
Now it's time to go up
Pussy
me to unload
So I flip into my mode and rhyme long like a road
See, I drop the greats like clumsy waiters drop plates
I got rhymes by the crates
Verse
They don’t know
The rules
Bad bitches lit
Be by
The pool
Now they up
In the room
Smoking gas
Hiding
The fume
Wit perfume
I need yo
flying too high this thought a thicker subject
I ain't mean to place the fuel and now it burnt to nothing
Long live on how I feel, don't even feel that
take it back to that room, no car but still had drive
Just a hundred niggas standin' outside
Life's a beach with lot of sand on the lot
I'ma ride for
rocks in the streets to shells on the sand
Now it's go time, time to be bout that life
It ain't worried bout a ho time
I'm staring at gold mine
If you
Now I'm poppin' rubber bands
I spend it on some sand
Cost about a grand and I got it in my hand
And bitches be like damn
They hop up in my plans
as His daughter
Thought about thinking bout it But why even bother
I was tired of the game now im more than just a baller
Got that everlasting treasure
by the sun
And coconut replaces the smell of the bar
And I don't know if it's her or the Rum
I got my toes in the water, ass in the sand
Not
been kissed by the sun
And coconut replaces the smell of the bar
And I don't know if it's her or the Rum
I got my toes in the water, ass in the sand
me
No need for sacrifice in my plans
And I love to say Your name, it come from my diaphragm
I just had to scare 'em off and draw a line in the sand
was you when my stomach was rumbling
And it's only the gang that I'm coming with
Baby I'm getting high when I wasn't getting by I know they didn't
off the hidden vine
Sand hills like sandstone of a stone mason from a distant land
Ema pop and ahki out top riding down out by the Kingstree
Cried
sand, I was waiting for that rain just so i can wash off these grains
I did my dirt by myself
I pull up didn't have no help
I had to go and get wealth, I
the long kind extendo
This chick I'm with get it in yo
She said she love it when I cum in
Her face it make her skin glow
I like the girl cuz she like
Girls
and be proud of it
It's an Uptown thing and we bout it
Partners-n-Crime motherfuckers you ain't bout it
It's an Uptown thing and we bout it
Now
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