Lyrics:
by my lonely and that's a fact
I'm a nigga keep two choppas in the AR shit, that's a fact
Every nigga run up on them bullies, shh No havin' none
(dominicana)
If you got a big ol' booty (ahora que sí) (cubana)
And you like to shake that mother (mexicana)
Let's go (ahora que sí) (colombiana) (Mr
(dominicana)
If you got a big ol' booty (ahora que sí) (cubana)
And you like to shake that mother (mexicana)
Let's go (ahora que sí) (colombiana) (Mr
had a pallet he made on the floor
I was on the couch
We was still doing ins and outs
Like Shh
Don't slam that door
(Shh)
Folks call me a "Big man"
But
out the window
Gangster lil' bitch, she put in the blender
Then after that, I go buy her a vender
Heard the boy died for the pussy, he tempted
I
actin like they don't see a motherfucker
Turnin they heads the other way, that's some ol' bitch-ass shit
I can't fuck with them mixtape niggaz
A lot
what I should
Still feel good
With the ones was round when I needed
Still the same ol nigga
Wont change bout shit
And i hate to lose
Give my all imma
I swear I'm tryna change
I lost BNO I lost my Grandma shit just ain't been the same
I did it by myself, got not help it's on my own
I did it by
around get your guys hit, a ten hut!
I send three-six ol' shit, nigga what?
If ya tired ya tired, if ya snooze ya lose
But you won't wrap up ya
around get your guys hit, a ten hut!
I send three-six ol' shit, nigga what?
If ya tired ya tired, if ya snooze ya lose
But you won't wrap up ya
suit, no tie
Niggas ain't gonna be able to just get by no mo'
You leavin' the hotel 254
Today was good to me, I went to the Goodwill
With the ten
(10Fifty, I love you)
If I pull up, she know that we doin' somethin'
She keep touchin' on me, so I know she want it
That lil' purse that I
down
I put it down
Why destroy what you love
Look around
Surrounded by chalk marks on the ground
Where the lost got found
Why it all come
You know you my lil drug, for you I'm a dope fiend
Later Imma eat it up, get a lil protein
Was a lil young kid with some big ol' dreams
Now I'm looking
shit creek without a motherfucking paddle
Rattle that brain, I'm not that same ol' plain Jane
Roll on you like a boulder, you're nothing more than
them automatics
Lil youngin' he be slangin' iron
And he will never panick
Straight hollow tips filled up my 9 and
I can't wait to blast it
That life
her and you know I need you in my life
Early in the morning waking up to the beat
Its a good ol day got a kiss on my cheek
Feel like a boss so I
her and you know I need you in my life
Early in the morning waking up to the beat
Its a good ol day got a kiss on my cheek
Feel like a boss so I
her and you know I need you in my life
Early in the morning waking up to the beat
Its a good ol day got a kiss on my cheek
Feel like a boss so I
her and you know I need you in my life
Early in the morning waking up to the beat
Its a good ol day got a kiss on my cheek
Feel like a boss so I
kicked us out the class
By the age of fourteen I
Was addicted to the life i did
(Shh) , back to (Shh)
But I ain't take that nigga life
I still gotta pay
motherfucker
Front on me but I am not the one motherfucker, got Bacardi in my blood lil' pun motherfucker
All these bitches wanna' huddle up now, put my balls In
to the Top You Got it Down Lil' Mama!
Uh uh uh uh, yeah, Aye
It's Jeepo, Paow!
Yeah, yeah
One, uh two, uh, three, four, big five
Bitch, try to diss, I be
wonder I get speared by my peers, yeah I'm a target
It used to take a nation of millions for niggas not to be
Amerikkka's Most gave America hope
Back when
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