Lyrics:
Stand in your lobby unsuspected, you get neglected
Traffic was hectic
Order room service, transfer quick to Holiday Inn
Check out time nine
see me
I'm in the ice cold six four, smoking dro
Ballin nice and e-z, so that I bought from fresh
With the Cali license plate that read L.A. is best
(marijuana)
She want coca, Scarface, Montana, she on gang shit, gang shit, bandana
Percocet filled, Percocet pills got me in my feels (feels)
If you get
Braveheart niggas
(Jungle) , IllWill niggas (Wizard)
Made of steel niggas
(Horse) , robothugs (Nature)
We can't be stopped by them bitch-ass cops
born in freedom but he soon becomes a slave
I cages of convention from cradle to the grave
The weak fall by the wayside but strong will be saved
In
dreaming about driving a rari
If I dissed you just know I ain't sorry
I've been in dark recently
The hate been getting to me
Working for racks this my
Ton cœur j'ai confisqué En plus j'ai les briser
I can not lie I need you right by me, yeah yeah
They don’t know the in’s and outs they just wanna see us
Ton cœur j'ai confisqué En plus j'ai les briser
I can not lie I need you right by me, yeah yeah
They don’t know the in’s and outs they just wanna see us
what you tryna do?
Doggy Dogg with the shit, but I'm not a fool
When I step up in the party, hoes know the rule
And if the bitch can't swim, sit by
And the tolerance for breeze rearrange
And increases in the hardship result in the grieving
For the warmth, and leaves us hopeful in these Holiday Seasons
The grind
haters
Emi I be all about me paper
Me no fuck with no haters
Emi I be all about me paper
It's your boy J A Y
Won wa mi kiri
Like say I Dey for kiri kiri
declare that you have a great fear
I put this in the air so you have to wait here
So make sure you're there when my tape premieres
Haters want to be me
a holiday I need you to observe
I gave you devotion that I'm hoping you deserve
I guess redemption is my ultimate turn-on
This reclamation has got me
problems in the city
Is them daddies ain't there
And if it ain't about the money
Then nobody don't care
And then spoke to an OG
He tried to mentor me
strokin' all by yourself
Understand this Bubba Sparxxx, S-P-A-are-triple X
I sprinkle soul in your pussy hole
And put some coal on your nipple and neck
hurting me
I gave you my money and my time And everything, please tell me
Why you keep hurting me
Like a lottery girl, you my sweepstakes Flower in your
Boy you wasn't in the field
Boy you wasn't outside
Boy you wasn't on the block when a n***a drove by
Boy you wasn't really clutching when it's really
woman, made me stop and pivot
Body, hair, face, nails lookin' so exqusite
Now what is it
That a pimp who never sent the key tip to the game
Now when I jump
Daddy rap (rap) stars
Me, rollin in the AMG still
?Six slater? with the monochrome grille
Don't serve birds but I'm livin like a king
But the IRS got
Tell me are you free? Campaign for every dead nigga boulevard
So y'all young motherfuckers can drive down it in your fancy cars
Free, try to hold
shit? (me)
I send one of my lil' niggas, come take you off
You get laid on the floor by a jit (ha)
Got pulled over with fifty-five K in my pocket (woo)
bringin' writers in
I could give you boys discounts like the holidays, got a lot of pens
Y'all goin' out while I'm goin' in, I ain't leavin', got a lot
dime
Look out for my mama!
And promise to keep my sister in line
You represent Big Pimp on every verse in your rhyme
And when I die put a fifth
Oh-e-o ohhhh oh
Oh-e-o ohhhh oh
Oh-e-o ohhhh oh
Oh-e-o ohhhh oh
Who's in the house?
Truckerrrrrr
Who's in the house?
Truckerrrrrr
Who's in
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