Lyrics:
(Uh, uh uh)
(Ooh)
You say you miss me with all of your soul
You try to kill me, but I won't let go
Don't you cry, well, baby, don't you cry
I'm in
crownin' me King of NY
I'm the one and only Godfather, one through three
Pardon me, but I was raised in the projects
Forgettin' I wasn't the only object
(M-M-M-Murda)
Yeah (soo)
Let's take a modern day stroll (woah)
This is the modern day, ho
Last time I checked, we was runnin' the globe (go
Like I owe, but I don't
Paid my dues from the go
Doing donuts in the door, keep my shoes on the floor
Revered by the rich, plus approved by the poor
of columbus, ohio that billy got his notice to report for his induction physical.
Now, believe me, ethell said she wasn't gonna let him go!
"I'm not gonna
mare
If you see me go by, put up a prayer"
Well, they rode all night, and they rode all day
Eastward, long down the broad highway
His spirit was tired
Lookin' at my momma in her eyes (momma)
Lookin' at me like a new person (new person)
She tellin' me I need to slow down (slow down)
The pain don't go
the one to put
the peaches in your pie
sugar in your tea
the twinkle in your eye
Let me be the one who comes
home to you each night
sit there by the fire
this big ass bong
[Verse 1]
(Pooh-Man)
Dank smoke is the interior of my 7 deuce impala
Punch the gas on that ass
And let my glass plex holla
Down to my
skirt and/ then began the twerking/ on top of my crotch/ now my cocky hurting.
Not a cocky person/ I’m more like the Rock/ just a stocky version,
Lets go
to the door
Close your eyes, count to ten
It'll all be over then
Let the Prophets do the work
Down low, shake it, twerk
Up on this track with Bogdan
money, money is power
Power corrupts eventually, damn
So what are the options?
What are the choices left for me?
What other rule there's left to break
off, shawty trippin
Pull Up In a SRT
Hellcat gotta bitch on me
Hard top so the bitch won't drop
Yo bitch in the back of my whip
Three legs but she
said that don't confront me
Long as I get my money next Friday
Now next Friday come I didn't have the rent
And out the door I went
So I go down
The suicide doors would go up for ya
Take a bullet by my side for ya
Like the saviour took the dagger by his side for me,
I would die for you, like he died for
ready to jump, jump
Get ready to run
Three, two, one, go
Listen to the crowds quiet down
Sirens blare as we spit the sound
Here we go
Watch them as they
go 'til the God say so
You got a second or more to run for the door
Before I blow back off the map, contact
You didn't know Stat' could get down
32 is dead
Let's keep it going on
Let's see what happened next
Next day all three of us went driving by our new address
That brand new whipple home
on the door
Telling me finish the course
But not only finish it, go and erupt
To go leave em' inspired, yeah, yeah
A social experiment people freeze up
When you
three years
And you cry for me
Oh baby girl
Would you ride for me
If the feds kick the door
Would you lie for me
A nigga did three years
And you cry for
on a Weekend
Red bone Spanish mami probably Puerto Rican
Hypnotized with her hips make make me get to freakin
If the feds at my door she don't get to speaking
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Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss
16 and a half centuries to go, and where it goes, nobody knows
I was punished for being born twice, and I
bye
Now yall gon miss me (If I let lil woedee kill me) Repeat 3x
I live by the trigger so I die by the trigger
Yall gon miss me (If I let lil woedee
what's up?
All my NY niggas, what's up?
The mafia, ha, let's get it!
Mixed the Balmain with the Bape shit
I've been going ape shit
Finna go banana like
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