Lyrics:
Ayo mi cara su chocha
She peep my flow
Pull up in the hellcat, El Diablo
N.Y.M.P.H.O S.C.O.R.P.I.O
She get freaky everywhere we go
And I still take her
real ass nigga from the east bay
?w-e-l-l-t-e-p-are-o-o-f?
For the niggas who kid yourself by losin' your fuckin' death
Bloaw! bloaw!
Cap, we do it
Mentally ill, please someone call a docta'
911 it's emergency go get a docta'
You don't know by now boy they call me Waka Flocka
Gotta bad habbit
a feeling I found me the one but I already lost it
Now u sitting there p-e-t-t-y
Only worried bout m-o-n-e-y
No, I'm sorry I can't even listen when you
of my '86 Pontiac
Afrodisiac, spanish fly in your drink
By 10 o'clock at night I'll be fuckin you on the sink
I can tell you're cummin by the way you
20 veces lo leía
Y aunque quiera olvidarte sigues en mi galería
Baby I know you feel low
Take this, I love you by far
Baby I know you feel low
Please
on a fast track
I wanna be earning
You're cool with getting by
That's why you starve prat
I ain't concerned about you, I'm getting mine
There's nothing I
In no time
That's how it be
When you dealing with a P.I.M.P
Named Jigga aka J A Y E
Eastside resident, Ellenwood president
Godly brother I think I'm so
play games like tic tac toe, you get X’d out for a couple of O’s
Stepped out with a couple of bros, why they got chest out, they ain’t nothing but hoes
me
But little do they know I'm covered by da lords body you gone still spin I don't know yeah probably
It's something inside me I like to end
carried by the chorus
You don't wanna see me in a bad mood
Y'all steady in the trash racoon
Never draw but ya loss right when
What I ink get under your skin
B.Y.O.B., can't backwash in my drinks
Missed it if you blink, smell the purp, she wink
Bad bitches R.S.V.P
Yes, I gotta switch the swag four times a week
Sis ter Mo on oh be my br ide
In your Dark, blue Shadows I will hide
Let al l my Demon s s lee p tonight
I l ie by mys elf in you r Goddess Light
I
D-O-P-E by the way the girls react
When they see, me they screaming so loud that they voices crack
Just like that; she never met a jerk like I
Told me
of his chainsaws
While he dips 'em in P.F. Chang's sauce?
Game's up, homie, hang it up like some crank calls
You think I'm backin' down? You must be out
triggas, fuck up all y'all niggas
Cause I'm so fuckin T-R-U, representin I thought you knew
Cause killas killas killas
That's all I be around, nigga fuckin
a God, be a God like me
Are you a G, OG or a G-O-D? X3
P-H to the 8-L, I'm all 3
Verse 2
You can't take my breath, you can't break my steps
You
stout and it's strong
N's for the needle that never points wrong
O's for the oars of our old jolly boats
And P's for the pinnace that lively do float
on this curb
Stand by every word
Stand by and I work
Pray to my GOD like church
Used to be S-I-M-P
Now they F-I-E-N-D
Know they want K-O-N-I
Gotta be
in my... R.A... N.Y.C.B.A.P.T
Roy Ayers New York City Bachelor Appartment
Doing my thing
Minding my own business
As a matter of fact, I was looking
Uuu yeeeh
Naz P
The bible said you should know the truth and the truth shall set you free
And who the son of man shall set free shall indeed be
why dey want to see me dead niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottwielers by my bed
[P'Heno]
I think dey after me dey want to see me dead
the club, get some oxygen
Your friends say I'm a player
You'd be lucky to keep me
You know people gon' be
Talkin' 'bout us weekly
My car be in a robbery
P-O
(that you need)
keep it by the zip to the pound to the ki' (to the Ki')
used to grind for days all night (all night)
now I check my boys Bob P
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