Lyrics:
y'all do it for fame
Put down an opp and then slide on his grave
Hop, slide then hit rewind, move with your hips and feel so divine
Hit a quick trick
And from city hall comes the wire that said simply boo'
Here comes the judge, here comes the judge, judge to judge
Well I think by now you know how leftists
inside the game, it's too big
It's a tight fit never made a bad song
They don't come out of my lips
Got the game by the neck
Won't let go I got tight grip
Need a girl that can spit and twist, sit and spin
Make me scream like I'm down with the sickness
As the lord is my witness
Only got mad love and respect
a trick you ain't show me love
I made a promise I'm blowing up
Blowing up
Taking these shots yeah we pouring up
Clase Azul put it in a cup
Don Julio with
says she's a vegan, but she really loves my meat
cnd I serve it by the pound, but it don't come cheap
Every time she comes around, she's on all four feet
it, come widdit, get yo' head splitted
Or get your neck slitted, admit it, you overdid it
Your shit it, just ain't got that loud
Gold tooth shine
it, come widdit, get yo' head splitted
Or get your neck slitted, admit it, you overdid it
Your shit it, just ain't got that loud
Gold tooth shine
but you not a model of
What they wish to love
It's fine imma pack my shit and move on
Need fans I can flex and prove on
Need men for sex and cheap
think it's a win-win
Casey, tell them where you been
It'll started out at a cheap hotel
A two dollar whiskey hell, close to L.A
I was turning tricks
ignorance
Bless the eunuch
And the Skoptsi
Will you hurt me now and make a million?
Say cheese, baby
We all love you
But it's a cheap world and you don't
cause that talk is cheap
I need a bitch to hold it down give all her love to me
I need a bitch who gone spend them bands up on them guns for me
I need
yourself in trouble
Chorus: We were burnt by the sun
Havin' way too much fun
Sleepless downtown overload
Does the daylight bring you down?
Money
give you time to think
Let me puff this Buddha blunt and cut on this porno bump, girl, come lounge
Here by my side tonight you're my devils bride
give you time to think
Let me puff this Buddha blunt and cut on this porno bump, girl, come lounge
Here by my side tonight you're my devils bride
By all those fairy tales that drugged us
And they still do me, I'm sick, lonely
No laurel tree, just green envy
Will my number come up eventually
Come through my neighborhood, you better tip-toe
Cause if you loud, then you might get chased down
Westside Connection catch a case now
Po-po's find
a fuck about us
Now all my homies got love for me
Down to catch a slug for me
Guaranteed to bleed deeply
Now that's love
Shit
Nobody else could
if i go down
Why would I wife a bitch, known by the whole town
Go rounds, know I keep em coming like the bartender
Hoe think I'm a trick for the pussy,
on the line
I don't know why I would even try it breaks every time
Screamin' out I love you till the day I die
And still know nobody's gonna come and save me
Cause dealing with the moon
You don't gotta be held down
I told my baby girl your love is outta this world
And imma hold it down
They say that love is
not the one
Don't come to my house saying sorry
Your mind games won't phase me
You ratchet believe me
I'm not the one
Tricks and hoes don't get
got my number and you ain't even call me
Sometime you got me asking myself do you even love me
Talk is cheap, fuck words man you gotta show me
And every
(Double)
Yeah you know I love the finer things
Getting stacks in by the bundles, (Bundles)
All this cash speaking Guapanese
I'm up in the stars like Hubble,
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