Lyrics:
hand let me lead the way listen close to the words I say
I'm a love you like a broken violin girl no strings attach keep it real with you from
Cause I ain't never went nowhere, I still got business here
All my b****es get your hands in the air
Now BACK THAT A**, UP ON ME - now let's roll
Go,
Cause I ain't never went nowhere, I still got business here
All my bitches get your hands in the air
Now BACK THAT ASS, UP ON ME - now let's roll
Go,
And what I do because I'm in demand,
Because I look good.
Do you hear, my man?
And if you can't take that, you chump your old hand.
One girl at a time
full of niggas with a blunt in their hand
And one in their ear
You know what I'm saying
But, I kept your number in my old phone
Got a new chip flip
Never slowing down niggas mustard fucked up
I'm yelling ketchup now
Stocks going up by the record
So do not hit my jack
Unless it's checks around
Or it's
of five year old girls engage in deliberate dietary restraint-
When we used to run our webcam studio, we know how sad men are because we saw it first hand
time just stop
I ain't here to ask for much but this Dutch in my hand
Needs a hand, could you grab it?
Could you put your new flavor in my palette?
Dark
doin' with that big ass-
My ghetto love song
Set it off, set it off (I wanna be your friend)
Let's be friends
Where my niggas at?
Where my niggas?
doin' with that big ass-
My ghetto love song
Set it off, set it off (I wanna be your friend)
Let's be friends
Where my niggas at?
Where my niggas?
survive without my radio
Terrorising my neighbours with the heavy bass
I keep the suckas in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from the Boulevard
, than your parernts do yearly
My ring so silly, my ice so silly
The roc's on my watch makes the hatas wanna kill me
The hundred round drum on my
So at the party, Ren is controllin the floor
that you step and do your danceroutine
It ain't a dream my man, you're in a gangsta scene
with a villain
couldn't survive without my radio
Terrorizing my neighbors with the heavy bass
I keep the suckers in fear by the look on my face
My radio's bad from
versions of Feeding of the 5000
By jerks whose only fuck off to the system has been one off the wrist?
It's the Feeding of the 5 Knuckle Shuffle.
*
If
Got to stand keep your back up off the ropes
Off the rope, rope, ropes
We win some, we lose some and some get away
We're perfect, we're broken
That's
meat on the street
They paint my car like a target
I take my orders from fools
Meanwhile
some kid blows my head off
Well, I play by their rules
So now
to overcome, I’m just more watchful now
My hands run harder than ya mouth, but I’m less hostile now
But one stick to my brick house and I’ll blow ya casa down
goes my friends and my two
Hand me a tie and a suit
Watch me step into my noose
Watch me step into my noose
All I need is to get in your head again
run somethin' by you
Used to hit my line and I'd be incentivized
When we talk I feel like I'm on thin ice
Don't understand how what we had just died
daughter I love you.
We're holding on barely so by the pain we know
My faith is lost my soul is sore and I wish to live no more.
My love and light keep
Got a pimp hand like Will Smith
Do not get that ass Chris Rocked
Just keep an eye on how I move
Like the newest dance on tiktok
I'm in good shape I
learn the two degrees (uh)
Degree number one, keep your hon' off trees
Degree number two (what?), keep your girl 'round you
Never trust a girl, Lord
he takes
My broken body dropping, Lord, please keep me safe
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