Lyrics:
a three, shoutout the bros
I'm in the North
My youngins gon' wait at your door
Make a rule and I don't break the code
It was June but the trap let it snow
Let's have a toast and fuck your kidneys (toast)
Fuck 5-0, I know they listenin' (fuck 'em)
They listenin' to everythin', yeah
Better watch what you
Beenie Man, dat a no hearsay
She a dash pussy from she have you inna belly
Like is a family ting, you breed from you a fifteen
Focus pon yuhself, a weh
Load the Tec-9 and let's roll
Couple niggas on the road
When ghetto birds startin to fly by
It's the right time to hit the accelerator
(whaaat) but I see
chill kick back put my feet up
I just wanna chill kick back get my feet up
Fake it till I make it tryna live the things I dream off
I could be a yes man
a shilling (ayy)
And I want to help all my brothers in the hood
Get what they want, God willing
Let's go make a killing, feed the children
Take care
this life?
Let's celebrate with a toast and get lost in tonight
And make it all light up
Wait until the sun goes down
We gon' make this bitch light
this life?
Let's celebrate with a toast and get lost in tonight
And make it all light up
Wait until the sun goes down
We gon' make this bitch light
Going ghost celebrate the way that I've been working make a toast
Everybody drowning I'm the only who floats
I be on the radar cause I always do
Dream Big
You know
Cuz when all else fails
And ur at the bottom
Man
Dreams is what's gonna help u get out
Always had thoughts I would be some'n
My
to let you know
Before I gotta go
Just see me by the door
With just a minute of yo time I can dig into yo mind
With ya thick thighs
Face card good won't
tuck in your chin
Pail by your bedside
Now the breathing begins
Oh, oh God
Just let me get through this last one
If you let me make it
If you let
tuck in your chin
Pail by your bedside
Now the breathing begins
Oh, oh God
Just let me get through this last one
If you let me make it
If you let
glass jars like tanks, like tanks
Lets talk money like bank
If the telephone tapped then keep the conversation frank so frank
We don't try to make little
motherfucker
It always seem they make our neighborhood look bad
Here's a letter to the New York Post
Ain't worth the paper it's printed on
Founded in 1801 by
a V-Dub engine
Man, I'm high off life, fuck it, I'm wasted
Bathing Ape kicks, Audemars Piguet wrist
My women friends get tennis bracelets
Trips
a V-Dub engine
Man, I'm high off life, fuck it, I'm wasted
Bathing Ape kicks, Audemars Piguet wrist
My women friends get tennis bracelets
Trips
is toast
Let them inner niggas net ya
Turn yo ass right to a ghost
Yeah I like to keep it humble
Cuz ion like to brag or boast
But Ian sweet
I get
the world go 'round
Nothin' but a bunch of time to kill
Set up on the big hill
Make a toast, drink it down
Say, yeah man, we run this town
All the girls next
made, the world go 'round
Nothin' but a bunch of time to kill
Set up on the big hill
Make a toast, drink it down, say
Yeah man, we run this town
bite
Cause that's my favorite type. Choke you like a dark knight.
Make you cum outta sight.
Roleplay Damn right.
Loud moans Damn
so bright
The lights were gaily glowing as they stood there side by side
''Let's drink a toast to this young man and to his lovely bride.''
Just then
a toast
Gotta make a toast for the gang shit
Ballin' down Cambridge, get to Huey home
We gotta aim it, boutta stage it
Keep my money in my hand, bitch, I
to the boogie
Say up jump the boogie, to the bang-bang boogie
Let's rock, you don't stop
Rock the rhythm that'll make your body rock
Well, so far you've heard
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