Lyrics:
they rob niggas
Can't do that drive-thru today
Coming down Fig turn left on Gage
I had the M5 when the
Headlights were square like the Jakes
Race
you cuffin' hoes
Boy that's a lil old i ain't stand no bitch
Walk around with them zips
Ain't mean to flex the club
When I gave his ass a remix
You say
Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm
(Hit-boy)
Mm-mm-mm, mm-mm-mm
Natural born hustler, nigga, stuntin' is my strong suit
Flexin' with a hunnid cash, look
stop pull up on your blocks and you got cops
Cuz you talk to 12 you fed lil nigga get shot in yo head
pull up on your block I got lead aim for your
the street and
Go loot with the masses
Tell me how boy went from
Coupe to a casket
Tryna rob me like baskin
Chopper sing it's everlasting
Then make a play with
gon' blow it by the O
We so strong, got us in another zone
So high outta space, she don't wanna stop floatin
To keep this vibe, baby, gotta keep rollin
Ayy
Gang, gang, gang (Mike Will Made it)
Lil Capalot, bitch, ha
(Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up)
Hit the strip after school
Couldn't wait 'til I
[Soulja Boy]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, This the remix
V.I.C. You already know what it is man
It's ya folk Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Checkin' in everything
hope it never slow up
I done came a long way to make it here
Gotta thank God that I made it here (yeah)
Respected by every hood, nigga, throw up
the car his life up for auction
It's ah big ass funeral his life in a coffin
I aint tryna talk if it's up there
Lil bra went by hisself tryna see if he up
on the internet so I should come & knock out his circuits
I was just spinning by fa real
Getting high fa real
Gang nem I can send em by fa real
Ol dude we can get
Ninja you been creeping on the low, by my waistside (By my waistside)
We be going up, pockets going up, high five
Riding on a wave, misbehave, on a high
So many ladies (Yea, I go by the name of Cassidy)
Ladies (And I got love for the ladies)
Ladies
Ladies (Fo' real)
Ladies (Remix)
[Chorus]
rip the buttons off your blouse one by one
First, Imma rip the buttons off your blouse one by one
Then run my tongue down your neck to your bare
like a drummer
It's crazy cuz what I'm armed wit really look like a leg
Facing fruit by the foot nigga like a kick in the head
Ya born ya eat ya sleep ya
High speed chase I'm on him, I do my cardio
Shoot him while the whip's still
Spinnin' it's Super Mario
Fuck it I'ma remix it
I ain't never backed down
my dirty Jesse James
The CEO of dirty and he go by Cornell Haynes
Mean-mugging all you niggas like I hopped up out your dame
I'm like uh-oh, there
Yea I'm on the move
Shawty When ya dance rob yo son like 42
Rock them hips
My name is stop, she said she already knew
See ya dig
And she dugg like my
You take a Perc' and I take two, I be high
Hey (I be high, hey)
Shake time, lil' nigga, well, by now
I don't even like weight (Well, by now)
I ain't
(KE on the Track) kodak, Kodak Black
Balling on these niggas
Don't act like you don't know, pussy
Me and Momo riding in a Chevy
(We sittin' high
a natural mood, then I'm a natural dude
And we some natural fools, blowin' out by the pool
She like my sexy cool mama, we'll blaze on the Barada
Rockin'
a natural mood, then I'm a natural dude
And we some natural fools, blowin' out by the pool
She like my sexy cool mama, we'll blaze on the Barada
Rockin'
picture lil bruh
Got to do it yourself if you want something done
Got tired of Marta I start pushing buttons
They tell me I'm walking too much but I run it
Mountain
Juliet road
Yung nigga was Wildin
Crazy lil boy beat a nigga while he smilin
Bitch Ride this dick
Now you adding some mileage
High school had a hot
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