Lyrics:
the dough
All you got is three niggas kicking at your door, ha ha
Here come the paramedics, here come the paramedics
It goes one for the ghetto, two
just knock at my door
My team we need patek on patek on patek
My team we ain't average we living so madness
My bitch she the baddest wherever I go
Yea I
time I wind up back at your door
Why do you do this to me?
You penetrate right through me
Every time I wind up back at your door
Three more days
time I wind up back at your door
Why do you do this to me?
You penetrate right through me
Every time I wind up back at your door
Three more days
cause we worked on our faith
Don't know what it takes no debate
But we ready anyway and we pray day by day
Had the audacity to think it be free
Pretty
Offshores yeah,
Shorty buss it down on all fours yeah,
Bet that pussy open doors for her yeah,
Bet that pussy open doors for her yeah yeah yeah,
Ay!
window, so I took advantage
I took a look and saw an old lady making a sandwich
She put her knife down and went to the living room to watch the news
She
heart by three simple vision
[The Visions:]
The first was a planet engulfed by the sea
No dry land in sight, not a mountain or tree
No rock jutted out
heart by three simple vision
[The Visions:]
The first was a planet engulfed by the sea
No dry land in sight, not a mountain or tree
No rock jutted out
so high clouds roll by me oh my
That's no lie that's no lie that's no lie
Party til we see the sun 3 bottles not enough
Yeah I know I'm out of my
everyday
Waking up is so refreshing
Tryna find my way
Down this cold dark road
Lost both my folks
By 12 years old
I ain't asking for no sympathy
Maybe a lil
bloke living like an old geezer
Calm down and smoke amnesia, easer
Now the ride is much easier
Long rides get sweater with the gs
I'm in the backseat
and ride
Van doors had to go and slide
Mops out its a homicide
Now ya momma feeling traumatized
I wont to lie to fucking guys
Ima ride for my fucking guys
Tell me, Another Lie a lie a lie, Tell me tell me
Up in the morning, brush my goatee
And get somtoeat, bust out the front door
Run up and down
Just seen another cover story on me by Forbes (by Forbes)
In a Black Cadillac with the bulletproof doors (doors)
Lit the hotel room up, white ashes
marching down to the ground
To get out of the rain, boom! Boom! Boom!
The ants go marching three by three, hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching three by
Give The Barber Some
A-Town upside down
Scissors to the side
V-Town we will ride
3G Da Bookbag Barber temp fade shawty
Cut wit me and get some money
Give The Barber Some
A-Town upside down
Scissors to the side
V-Town we will ride
3G Da Bookbag Barber temp fade shawty
Cut wit me and get some money
and get your suitcase packed
Guess it's time to go
Follow that dollar for a long way down
Far away from the poorhouse door
Either get to hell
the ground
You are looking down, the boss of the crowd
You're living a lie, I know that you mind
Then you disappeared, you are not your me
What have you
catholic probably why I'm in my shoes
9-5 not 90 coupes 12 bucks under kidds rule
9m on my bedpost AR by the bed door
Shawn X this black war looked sweet get
God open a window, when he close a door
I'm living the story, you hearing the lore
You out of tune, you missing the chords
Heard you sleeping
the subject
Lately, the way that I been out here packing this heat, had to go and upgrade all my Luggage
Mainstream not putting us on, gotta break down the door
said she gon' be by my side
Yea she my ride or die
She diggin' how I'm flowing
I'mma have to keep her close to me
Keeping it a buck with me
No lie that's
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