Lyrics:
a victim,
Dez niggaz don’t go get they kids ain’t no way I can feel him, they need to free my cousins Sherm and Johnny out da system, like I said this shit
didn’t listen
In my bag and it’s been a minute
In a Johnny and its fucking tinted
In all black about to do a hit
Hoodie on me like who is this
Should I
line
You're my Stairway to Heaven, you're Freddy Mercury
You've got a License to Ill, and girl it worked for me
You're Johnny Cash singing
people lose control
hand in this land, they call me the soul man, put a little spin to it, get em all rollin
people like me, for my free form flyness, I
these ties
So fuck em if they ain't real
Cause my soldiers stand by my side
Rollin with my fucking clique
Same shit a different day
We count up make
to 'em
Hell is you doin'?
We gone
(Yeah)
Like that
Let's go
Pop a Percocet and keep it rollin' (pop a 'Cet)
Bad bitches see the pants pokin'
I'ma
Huh-huh, yo Mister D-O-Double-R
I say
Yea buddy!
Rollin' like a big shot
Chevy tuned up like a NASCAR pit stop
Fresh paint job (check)
Fresh
don't care for 18 on god
Live at large
Hussle my par
cnother car
Cash my hand
Change blake b status to star
More time at a bar
Rollin good
I'm
these bad bitches, all this free liquor
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be your wife
She lookin for a nigga that's ballin so tonite
bitch
Juicy J stay in the club, me and all my niggas
All these bad bitches, all this free liquor
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be
hear is retreat
And I'll bet all the cash on me that we getaway clean
I'm too raw all I eat with my sushi is soy
I'm moving step by step like a wind up
You gotta cash her out, she let you blow her back out
Make you tap out, you don’t have the funds, she kick you out
You just a Johnny Boy and she
the ones that Johnny Cash wore, the black, for
Black and white women that were turned to crackhores
And I empty everything in the bank to give for it
I
blew
Five shots changed my whole life, throats were slit
Niggas die by my orders when I wrote this shit
Though we go back like wild knights at Latin
got mad hope
Every day we fuckin' in it, we gon’ spazz though
We gon’ get the cash flow and take it where they can’t go
She wanna walk with me and be
It’s time to spread my wings and go and hit the highway
Time to cash a key and go and pack up my place
I’m Looking through the past I know I hit
need it in my life
She said she a city girl
I said i can tell
By the way your tongue twirl
I bring fans to my hotel
Fuck them like I'm johnny sins
You
the club, me and all my niggas
All these bad bitches, all this free liquor
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be your wife
She lookin' for
the club, me and all my niggas
All these bad bitches, all this free liquor
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be your wife
She lookin' for
the club, me and all my niggas
All these bad bitches, all this free liquor
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be your wife
She lookin' for
the club, me and all my niggas
All these bad bitches, all this free liquor
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be your wife
She lookin' for
the club, me and all my niggas
All these bad bitches, all this free liquor
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be your wife
She lookin' for
bitches, all this free liquor
Surrounded by so many women one of these hoes might be your wife
She lookin' for a nigga that's ballin' so tonight might be
the cash I'ma turn to Michael Myers
Baguettes keep dripping, droppin' (drip)
My wrist all liquid watches (watch)
Told the bitch jump on my dick and pop
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