Lyrics:
There's no escape on the spell you have placed
Leaving my heart and my mind
Foolish am I if I was to try to ever leave you behind
I wanna
Groovin to da beat I am
Think I'm paid
Just wait
Till you see my fam
Damn
Don't plex
Cause they got them hands
Cool like fans
And if you wanna dance
We can
Love was meant for you
And love was meant for me
She want me to leave but I wanna stay
Cannot walk out I'm in love wit you bae
4 letter word she want me
the ones that got talent
And it ain't in the ones that ain't got any talent but think they do
And think they're foolin' you
The ones who jump on the wagon
bark, they hear the boom, but you see the spark
And I see the part of your head which used to be your face
Leave you placed by nothin', for bluffin',
necks so you know we ain't finished yet, I don?t wanna fuck though, I want me some pigeon neck, suck a nigga dick or something, do wit no hands, I
Say do
If I leave the club wit something rather go wit yo ass
Them other broads fine but you a pro wit yo ass
When I see you popping and dropping I know
Huh
I think I had a fraudulent nun watching over me
Or a genuine guardian angel
They been tryna get me but I'm riding through the city wit a hundred
Label on me say my project poppin' yeah it's Pippen ayy
Run up on me, .40 like you're Pippen, leave me limpin', ayy
Bitch, I'm Slickback with that slap,
wit' ones (I tell 'em I tell 'em)
I got that paper bag full of paper
Bag full of kush
Big choppa I can hit you from a hundred foots
What's
got it off and coped metal wit dat
So if a nigga ever frontin, I'ma wet I'm wit that
[Verse3]
Yo Yo
Why niggaz throw Ice grills and I see you tight
white
I might just break em off, when I come dripped out right
Im talkin shoes by Hirachi, shirts by Versace
Hoes they gone watch me, but they all wanna
other citizens and you must
Show compassion towards them i
Know that sometimes people get scared
Of my ideology and think
That it's too dark or
Think that
with a mac and a mask wit Phanibo
Witnesses like it happened so fast
I ain't just a rap nigga boy you better chill
Niggas think they got the juice until
procrastinating
I think you fucking play wit pistols 'cause they're fascinating
You motherfuckers ain't gone do nothing When you get through fronting
Niggas that I
Get they cheese then I vamp
Leave these niggas stressed out
And can't wait til they run up on me wit they chest stuck out
'You wanna fight or sumthin'?
think I'm racist
Gun to his tongue, It got sum heat
I'll leave him tasteless
Gun to his head, like in the streets
I'll leave him faceless
I tell you every
but I'm wishing I'd stayed
In the back room something I heard you say
We didn't wanna call it too early
Now it seems a world away but I miss that day
Do you wanna roll wit me
Cuz i'ma live for God like i'm supposed to be
I'm headed for my destiny
And ain't nothin in the world that's going to stop
rollies, gats'll leave you holy
My momma always told me the streets will slow me down
Daddy never showed me how the heat will hold me down
So now I rob
schemin', fuck you
Bitch you don't wanna swallow semen, fuck you
No you hate the way I'm street dreamin', fuck you
That's why I'm ridin', clappin', wit
to stay
I can tell that you're fake
I can tell what you think 'bout me
Fuck it up, going up, now you wanna be me
I don't think you should be thankful
One
sick
You would think I got the flu
She wanna fuck wit a boss
She wanna fuck wit a boss
She wanna fuck wit a boss
I just be breaking her off
All I do is
the kitchen, you know I be gettin'
I'm flippin' them benjis
Run wit' the pack then I'm cuttin'
Yo' throat, before I buy coke
I gotta get quote
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