Lyrics:
feelings for Juliana
Make sure I got my pistol before my pajamas
I went and got a rifle, I know I'm in range
You ain't seen me in the streets, only causing
I'm tryna live so high
Way above the clouds I'm so fly
On top of the world it's my time
Don't worry bout me I'll just pass by
I'm tryna live so high
speakin' again
I know she shed a tear, when I had to leave, it was pain
But at least you get to weep in the Range
Sometimes I don't see my daughter for
straight
By that time might be too late
It's plenty fish that's in the sea
But you the one that caught the bait
I reeled you in and ain't leave it
Part
up
When I wake up
I'm on da grind like a skater
I want the paper
I got no time for a hater a salt shaker
c grass snaker Heart breaker
I'm in Love
slave (love slave)
Love slave (love slave)
Pretty skin, high yellow, dressed in all black leather
Up in the place, doin' the thing, amazing grace
stabbed in my sleep by your wife
So everybody stop askin' me what's wrong
And quit actin' like you don't know the words to my songs
And when the party
yo self
You can freestyle I'm a pay myself
Money over bitches I'm a kick myself
You love hoes, I love myself
Wake up in the mornin' and hug
all so strange
Been twice and my whole life changed
Gotta take advance and I shit my pants
Now I'm ridin' round in my Range
See I never stop, never
[You're checking out the world Famous Heavy Hitters, baby]
Ghetto as shit, yeah, I swear you could tell by the tattoos
But she still pretty
like we Hannibal Lecter
Ain't makin' no moves less we all gonna be better
Tight knit in this bitch like we making a sweater
You see us its evident bitch
Yo, on the M-I-C right about now, I go by the name of Big Daddy Kane
I got my Man Scoob Lover on the side of me
Dj Mister Cee on the wheels
image has been stained
Lacking good education Dont deserve gold nugget
They lock you in a cage makin corporate puppet
You are like a magic lamp they just
shit? (me)
I send one of my lil' niggas, come take you off
You get laid on the floor by a jit (ha)
Got pulled over with fifty-five K in my pocket (woo)
the bass hit
Great fit
Only camo that I rock
—bape shit
Went throu major pain
Point blank range missed
Keanu in the matix
Point break bitch
I’ll be Ready
(Woo!)
Black Barbie dressed in Bulgari
I'm tryin to leave in somebody's Ferrari
Spread love that's what a real mob do
Keep it gangsta look out for her
(Woo!)
Black Barbie dressed in Bulgari
I'm tryin to leave in somebody's Ferrari
Spread love that's what a real mob do
Keep it gangsta look out for her
(Woo!)
Black Barbie dressed in Bulgari
I'm tryin to leave in somebody's Ferrari
Spread love that's what a real mob do
Keep it gangsta look out for her
the man
Who keep em from the kitchen just doin their dishes
Cause I have em in bed fulfillin their wishes
I got a degree in makin love
Yes I got it from
Fast forward, now we in Paris, swiggin' bottles of Ace
You know the case, all the bitches love me like I'm '98 Ma$e
You dirty square niggas won't ever
Girl, I'm gonna take you on a date tonight
So put on your sexy dress and meet me
In my chambers by the firelight
This night is gonna be the best
what?
Skirr donuts i`m (soooo serious)
(Mack 10)
I don`t talk about it
I be about it
I drive by
& bust heat about it
In the front page you`ll
2016 born, ain't built for shit
Makin me sick
Time fly by, who want it with him
Riley, hit the bottle and dip
Comfort from my most southern regrets
Yo, yo.
Her name was China Doll, real name Sasha
Stripped out in Jersey, a regular show stopper.
Club hopper, couldn't tell her nada'
Can't even
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