Lyrics:
a minute)
plus your old lady,
ya’ll still pushing Benz’s,
helicopter chopper take me where my friends is,
my taste is so expensive,
when I’m up in Vegas Im
Shit I fucked up
I fucked you twists and bends
Turns kin in to a enemy of me
Turned me into a shell of a man bulletproof cause there's nothing
a Four-Tay
Dawn to the PM steppin to the AM so listen to what I'm sayin
Be a Mellow Man Masta Mix the Ace with the Spade
And when you race past the 3rd Bass
on the stage like me
The first beats she makes will be 'Snowman Remix'
She can make beats like me
And when I play 'Stormy Weather' she gets mad
Put
plugged in
That's cause I stay turned on
And for a minute
This your girl favorite song
And don't ever let our business hit the socials
Man call my phone
Hypnotizing like it's biggie back
Losing control like it's missy back
They wouldn't shoot me because I'm criminal
They would kill me 'cause I'm really black
(grah)
Why the police stay all on my ass
They say I'm the number one shooter (Fuck 12)
Cuz niggas be telling believe what I'm saying (Niggas snitchin man
I'm still running The race man
His brothers dancing in the Missy
Gossip folk vid
Just to see him live his dream had us Focused
I be writing how I live
a thug nigga and playa
I ain't playful, I'm jus' a non-sinner
A man without label, standin' on my own two
Tryin' to stay stable
Speakin' what I know,
Ride his face like a merry go round
Moan in his ear he loves my sound
Press me bitch i'll get my hounds
Dick was 'Euro' measured by pounds
Fuck with
in the fall, I do in the spring
See I told y'all I'm doin' my thing
And I'm winnin' by a landslide, damn right
Don't you see the way they point
Sometimes, it feels like
They watching me
Why the Fuck am I tripping
Look at the way that I'm living
Look at the gift I was giving
Man, I
on
The homie Great John on the beat, by the way
Don't Come Outside, Volume 3 out now
(Great John on the beat, by the way)
I'ma fan Heavenly Father but
should've listened to the Large Professor
And hit the back door cause I
Was raised by my Momma
And my Nanna that I'd never hit
A women to the floor
Cause
I had to do it (YEAH)
its what the streets want
D-Block
mothafucka
the hood series
remix
blow it up, kiss of death
when it drop, they gon cop like
on the stage like me
The first beats she makes will be 'Snowman Remix'
She can make beats like me
And when I play 'Stormy Weather' she gets mad
Put
make love
Yeah
Five minute man
Nah
Times four let's make a dub
Huh
Candles by the tub
TLC really all you need
See I know you done with the scrubs
Cuz
I had to do it (YEAH)
its what the streets want
D-Block
mothafucka
the hood series
remix
blow it up, kiss of death
when it drop, they gon cop like
okay, wait a minute
This it, I know, everybody wanna be like me, but I know they can't, so I bring dope, shout
Out to me, uh, made everything by myself,
Watch where you walking, bitch
What did you? Wait a minute, haha i'm white
Aw shit, has it been ten years already?
I can do whatever, I'm white, yeah
her friend that's a very cheap fix
And with this rap shit bitch I'm John Cena you can't see this
I'm in the booth talking crazy by myself fuck a remix
You hear me
T-Tombstone remix
C-Spoke on this one though
I'm going to leave all that singing to Rod you know he got that
But imma do me, do what I do
shouldn't even have to try to beat these niggas
Wait a minute what you saying, this the remix nigga
Bitch I fly in this game like I planned a trip
I nose dive
Smoke dro, flow awesome
I got two guns, you got two guns, lets have a foursome
See I start a riot in a minute
Supply it if you sniff it
I'm giving out
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