Lyrics:
the kitchen cookin chicken tryin to pay my rent
Shawty rap about gucci stay strapped with a uzi
Murder 1 platinum eatin justice by Tuesday
It's gucci mane
In the kitchen cookin chicken tryin to pay my rent
Shawty rap about gucci stay strapped with a uzi
Murder 1 platinum eatin justice by Tuesday
It's
I started with Edi, with Seli, with Nadim
Followed by Dani, by Sammy, the Imseehs
Continued with Fathi, with Dibie, Qawasmi
Don't forget bout Ameer,
Yea you know I gotta have it
Lil nigga think he rollin' with a savage
Steady makin' moves I gotta bag it
Got a bunny in the hat, I got the magic
You
fell in love, you got shot by Cupid
You haunt me and taunt me because my name is worth money
I give you some love, and now you seem to act funny
Was
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
of a lifetime - if only his father could
understand. Here's Nigel ... and now Gervaise is over he's, er, Nigel
is over, and it's Gervaise, Gervaise is going
I'm addicted to the vibes
So we drinking by the bottle
I'm addicted to the grind
I'm addicted to the hustle
Money on my mind
That's what makes me move
that man Sammy Sosa
You can be Batman
And I'll be the joker
Just know that you gone feel me
When it's all done and over
When it's all done
can't lose
What you never
Loved
Girl move quick
I took bruise
Dead center heart
How
Dare you quit
Love don't come easy
They feel it's cheap
When it come
your way pa
If he front then we stomp 'em out
Get 'em out your way pa
Get 'em out your way pa
Move, move, move
I'm seduced by the chrome, it's
face, never need a skee taste
Knockin off codeine by the case
[Hook: Big Moe and Z-Ro]
Rolls wheels and get rolled over, south side soldiers
We da shit
They callin me Sosa like Sammy
Over the shoulder
I'm back in the bags in
Add me up
Run the tally
We lappin 'em
Out matched wit us
They don't count fast
makin' moves, you're gonna lose, you know you played yourself
And now you're thinkin', thinkin' you can get one by me
But you'll never win, but you'll
explain
{Sammy B}
I'm about to shine like a dime,
It's time to give me mine,
My props, cause I'm about to take you to the top,
Non-stop with
Niggas crack they rims riding over potholes,
But that's how it goes,
When you stuck fuck outta luck and lost in the ghetto's.
[Chorus]
You got a one
Shoutout my boy Blem
You already know
Shmoke11 hoe
Get the liquid nitrogen I’ll chug that shit straight
You wanna bite my moves that means I decide yo fate
Yeah, yeah, yo, yo, ay
Call me papi
That's my mamasito
She like it naughty
Bongo By The Way
Yeah, she call me papi
That's my mamasito
She
as solid as they come
You measure trill by the payload nigga
I don't believe a word they utter
It be the so called gangstas
Who go and run and cry for mother
the terms chicks are like cars,
Well I treat bitches like drinks,
When I step in the club and by out tha bar,
So let me quench my thirst wit you
bills, call me back when you made a mill
Does it kill to make a dream real, real-life feels like I'm on a pill
Everyday sober but slobber all over
money yeah it’s by any means
Some of my dawgs made that dodie by tha P
I been posted round them thugs Audelia creek
Imma Nawf Dallas baby
Mane
get it, get it)
Ooo Ooo, You think I can come over and smash?
Ooo Ooo, Don't stop, get it get it (Do what you do)
[Chingy]
The club be packed, Hey,
they flaunt it I move on it
Daggonnit now who want it
Drink a lot of 151 I'ma get it done it's really fun when I be killin my opponent
Don't be so
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