Lyrics:
make the seniors tote my ninas (uh-huh) (whoa-oh, ooh yeah)
From gym class, to English, pass off a global (woo)
The only, with a mobile, can't you see
the gold Rover
So it's only right you get the cold shoulder
And if you got a girl, don't be real committed
'Cause Mase will hit it, you got to deal
the gold Rover
So it's only right you get the cold shoulder
And if you got a girl, don't be real committed
'Cause Mase will hit it, you got to deal
Bangers after bangers
You ain't even heard the best of me
No
You ain't even heard the best
When I was up in OT
Weren't no vv's on my neck
I had pebbles by
expect nothin from no guy
She plays aggressive but she's still shy
But you'll never know her softer side, by lookin' in her eyes
Knowin' she can do for
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
With no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
just because you know
I got it it's because of me that
We're eating right up in this bitch don't
Stretch it by asking for a lawyer
And shit" That's
only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way that I speak, Shhhh
Hear the coquis when I sleep, Yea
You can find me by the beach, Uh
Musubis two
what I'm taking about
Only time a bitch get off is when a bitch run off, you know what I'm talking about
Hey man, you understand me
Master
be your fantasy
Oh, when you walk by every night
Talking sweet and looking fine
I get kind of hectic inside
Mmm, baby, I'm so into you
Darling,
and contracts," you know what I'm taking about
Only time a bitch get off is when a bitch run off, you know what I'm talking about
Hey man, you understand me
c quarter pound of some pressure I just want to get high
Bets believe if it ain't kush then I'm passing it by
c quarter pound of some pressure just
your chick?
Why she beeping him?
Keep praising him?
Cause that's Bleek and them, trick
Why you home alone, why she out with me?
Room 112, hotel
Uh, yeah
Tell me what you want (oh)
Tell me what you want (oh-oh)
Just tell me what you want (oh)
(This is the remix, y'all)
Tell me what you
All, all, all that time you spendin' Robin
You should be mentoring them kids Joker
Steady plotting, your heart is rotten
If only you could use your
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up (remix)
Fuck that shit, we get turnt 'til the sun is up
All of you niggas get burnt when the gun is up
a loop, this hov
I'm too old to be frontin when I'm feeling denzel
And you acting like you ain't appealing when you are
Stunting like you ain't my only
what I'm taking about
Only time a bitch get off is when a bitch run off, you know what I'm talking about
Hey man, you understand me
Master constitution
nigga, attackin' ya.
These 4-5 hollow tips will have you backin' up.
I only do my dirt at night like dracula.
I'm wanted by the feds, these
your chick?
Why she beeping him?
Keep praising him?
Cause that's Bleek and them, trick
Why you home alone, why she out with me?
Room 112, hotel
Hustle Gang
Remix! F.D.B!
West Side, Bankhead, that's where I'm from
Everything y'all did, it been done
My Tru game and my shoe game
You can't touch
and contracts," you know what I'm taking about
Only time a bitch get off is when a bitch run off, you know what I'm talking about
Hey man, you understand me
Master
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