Lyrics:
beers
No, just one, we'll split it"
Then I said I'm guessin' that
You're probably not too bright
So read me back my order
Let's make sure you got it
(ohh-oh-ohh, all the above)
Uhh, uhh (ohh-oh-ohh)
[Beanie Sigel]
Yeah, Mr. Him F'Real is here
Curbside by Atlanta, got a mill' out there
Billionaires Boys
Raise a glass to the demons of our past
Class is in session let our trauma teach a lesson.
Toast to the dark days, pain be a sensei
Hear what our
same thang game came when I left em
I do it by my lonely now I'm the Big Homie
But I'm his Royal Slickness ghetto weakness come Rick is
No we must see him.
Mandy: Go and praise someone else's brat, go on.
Wise Man 2: We were led by a star.
Mandy: Led by a bottle, more
lookin' too Vacant
I swear I'm the greatest I keep it 100
Even five twenties cannot make me Change it
Whoa whoa
Let's make a toast
Me and my niggas be doin'
make I feeling so mad
So damn crazy
In a Toast to the memories baby girl we couldn't celebrate
Come over tonight baby girl let's jubilate yeah
You Dey
hours in a secret place will make you master this
My bro man the style is Marvellous
Sick made I don't know who Karla is
Wait bro do you know who my
vagina, discussin' the finer things
My crib is mean, watchin' a hundred inch screen
Lettin' the shorties slide by once in a while and let 'em dream (uh)
(Menoh)
I ain't been myself, it ain't no hope for me
I be by myself, I have a toast to me (toast)
Make a lot of money and I smoke my weed
'cause I love to make 'em blue
Gettin' 'em back stayin' fly, stayin' high
Do what I wanna, no more strugglin' just to get by
Yes, fresher than a new
that'll make ya say (damn)
Every time I make a jam, make ya want to say (damn)
E-swift test the rocket launcher, let's blow up the spot
Show 'em what
an
International twist
I've said it from the start
Man I'll be making it big
So have a drink, let's have a toast
To the niggas who know
Shit even to the niggas
two times, two times
And both times were nothing like the new times
Now it's rough times
I'm out here on front lines
Just trying to make sure that I
the ghetto
We dey play do many shows
Shadawt to the elorm beenie
And the giggers on the road
Squad
So who be the bald man
Everyone here suppose to chop
Says by
close
Please put your lights up
Let's make a toast, G
For my broski
For my broski
That's my brother, that's my homie
My right hand man, if you
was hustlin' in front of
Called the police on me
When I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughter (yeah)
And to all my peoples in
was hustlin' in front of
Called the police on me
When I was just tryin' to make some money to feed my daughter (yeah)
And to all my peoples in
something wrong
We in this bitch (we in this bitch yeah we in this bitch yeah)
We got a section full of girls and they barely speak any English
Let's toast
to your hood and I got the shooter in the cut
Nah, go and get the loud we on that P shit
Make a toast, you are checkin' out that Ghost and East shit
get your uzi
And let's make a real movie
Play bad guy and good guy til the hood die
Toast why y'all cowards
Now I know the reason why Pac ain't
Un-hunh, here we go again
Yo, yo look don't try to apologize on your two way
Sympathy don't amuse me, go get your Uzi
And let's make a real movie
Play
Christmas isn't christened in
By lights on a truck
It's a time of year to hold
Near the ones that you love
So I hope it's more than coke
You're gonna toast
Race To The Truck ,
Ain't No Roof Cus’ We Raising Shit Up ,
Lets Make A Toast ,
Remember Those Hard Nights Had To Grind Cus’ We Broke .
Now We Toast
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