Lyrics:
prepare a table for me, in the presence of my enemies
You anoint my head with oil, my cup overflows
Surely goodness and love will follow me, all the days
it
Like snortin' dope but snortin' coke is a habit
I gotta see it gotta feel it
Quick ta spin it
Shoot dice all day with my niggas tryin' ta
Couch playin' Donell Jones
She walked in the room in a lime green thong
I'm sippin' this juice, keepin' it P
Unbothered by the bitch
I'm just thumbin'
can I have another Coke
Here comes the hot dog man
Look at that, his bat just broke
Gee, that's got to kill his hand
Riding home on the Green Line
on my neck, chrome drop-top
Chillin' on the scene, smokin' pounds of green
Oooh-wee, you see, the ugliest
Money-hungriest, Brooklyn Loch Ness
Nine
baby?
I'm tired of bein' broke
So I'ma keep mines out here with this weed and coke
Young nigga, rollin' with the ballers
Live my life for the day
on my neck, chrome drop-top
Chillin' on the scene, smokin' pounds of green
Oooh-wee, you see, the ugliest
Money-hungriest, Brooklyn Loch Ness
Nine
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm
Margery's dreaming of the middle of the day
Tiyuri to win
Perfect Dozen to place
money is the matter that's been on her mind
time ticks by her
touch, the flow is a bit much
The style, wanna keep up, I'd advise you to speed up
With money movin' like coke these days, gotta re-up
G up, cop some
a pound a day
I don't fuckz with you, so get the fuck out my way
High till I die, get money every day
I'm heard by the best, they call me the merchant
[Chorus 2X: Krayzie Bone]
You need some reefer we smokin that bombay (bombay)
You need some liquor we pourin it all day (all day)
Lookin for drama my
green
The street beats pumping my heart and soul it won't leave me
I write despite cold nights no heat snugged by the candle light
Roach and mice can't
ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!
[Swizz beatz]
It ain't over, it ain't over, ain't over
[Sonja
One day
We're gonna be in a motel room by the sea
Over the boardwalk where the pretty girls
Eat hot dogs and soft ice cream
I'll hear the roller
all surrounded by moats
I want some big diddy fat bird I could ride up her hole
And a Yamaha jet ski that I keep on my boat
Sunny days are coming to me,
always prepared
Got sons you don't know about, ones you don't know about
Buns by the tons, mad guns and we going out
What!!
[swizz beatz]
It ain't over,
Drop top I'm gliding
New jet we riding
All ants ain't lying
Got it just by trying
Got racks still broke
Staying clean do coke
No drink no smoke
Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl
(My digital girl)
Not a day goes by (Shawty)
Without you on my mind (Shawty)
Donna Karan underwear (Baby)
wifey nigga
So when you flip that coke
Remember them days you was dead broke
But now your style and I raised you
Basically made you into a don
wifey nigga
So when you flip that coke
Remember them days you was dead broke
But now your style and I raised you
Basically made you into a don
[Technique]
By dawn's early light
I shine brighter than the stars in the night
And 'bout ready for a fight
Come noon, I've consumed enough
New flow, old flows dodo
Our flow cold, your's so-so
Bars for days, bar raised, pole vault
Suit pop open Slew a knight, suicide, no rope
I'm on some
this, my niggas making legit
A Yo the movie called thugged out
End thug out, by thug out, for thugged out
You live a day in my life and just
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