Lyrics:
twenty-four/seven
Every car you wish you had, we got it, we got it
Bentleys, Hummers and Jags, big bodies, big bodies
Love to floss, no secret stun'ner's
Niggas
twenty-four/seven
Every car you wish you had, we got it, we got it
Bentleys, Hummers and Jags, big bodies, big bodies
Love to floss, no secret stun'ner's
Niggas
to come
I just deposited cash in my past
Packin' the club to the back
I gotta smoke by the half
Window up man we 888 on dabs
Waited, I wait, hi waited, I'm
like I'm UGK
Asshole by nature like my name was Trae
And I don't gang-bang, I patrol the game
And what I'm representing here is putting holes in
Aye aye GMK
What
SOS gang gang
We was down now we up
Living lit the shit was rough
Money feeling like drugs to us
We can't ever get enough
Fought
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreaming (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
the gameplan
Any event
For instance
You went to Japan
Ain't no thinking about it
Go head
Cut out the middle man
Put it altogether like
I orchestrate your floor
to rhyme, as a gift to mankind
No punk or chump, never givin' no slack
We'll be killin' a villain and like chillin', "Yo black!"
I got a ?? ??, it's me you
a tough boy, a rough boy
My kind a boy, boy
A cute boy, a hip boy
Oh you should be my boyfriend, boy
I must admit you came by lookin nice man
I put
Think about the smarts, words said of wise
Do it like paz and I do it like Nas
You got two small fries by the size
And I get a gat, two times, two
Raise a toast
Came this far
I could just cool on the rocks like a brandy
All of this shade
Never was a glass house guy
But I keep stones by cause
your guide (steps to giving no fucks, you know I'm your guide)
I'm a hidden gem like crawl space but I don't hide
I am Nico Mafia, young cracker has
had em loosin' their minds whooo
Yeah like "every single breath is a waste of time"
"You don't wanna live , you should probably die"
Voices we've all
rough (okay)
The weekend comes (c'est bon)
We move some things (c'est bon)
We shake some things (okay)
When we gets rough (okay)
The weekend comes
'Cause all of our vehicles, we dress 'em up
With television, Dreamcast, DVDs
Nice sounds, buttons, it's twenties
I'm a Cash Money Hot Big Tymer nigga
lil' hoe a thot
I will say it to her face, but she like, no I'm not
Man, I swear that bitch would slap me
The mouth was always open, yeah, she chewin'
on they women like the Astros
No wonder you get curved like a bad throw
Cause we play different games, like Hasbro
And you is just a has been
Vision like
like Jimmy Fallon
I wake up and get the bread like a bacon,egg and cheese
Hunnit forms that's a PPP
Watch how we spin the block like a DVD
I took a nigga
woman and man
God bless the God, lay these Streets wall to wall
It go, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh
Yo, you got popped like a flick by that rivalry clique
It
to show me love (Love)
I know you like it rough (Rough)
Yeah let me drop this tip in yo thong off
Before the DJ gets to cutting this song off
I can go all
'Nuff Class
So To Prove To Ya All That We're Second To None
We're Gonna Make Five MCs Sounds Like One
Ya Gotta Dip Dip Dive, So So Socialize
Clean Out
runnin' with some
Top shottas, I paid 'em top dollars
Livin' like a Rough Rider, they locked him up for violence
He came back like a survivor, yeah
He
denied
Slip and i'll slide theres nowhere to hide
Beside me he'll lie
He'll lay by my side
Wanna bring guys they'll lay side by side
Wanna bring man
You know what the fuck going on, man
You better strap in your set or it's gon' be a rough ride
It's the king, bitch
Just Blaze
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