Lyrics:
Mr.T, I Pitty The Fool The Day He Try Get Wit Me, Fresh Prince Got Banks Like Hilary, And I Hit Ducks Wit The Hickory Dickory, I Make The Girls Run Fast
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
. G and it go smoke)
'Cause I'm finna smoke this fool
Yeah, roll the window down
Yeah, okay there he go
Ayy man, you Snoop Dogg?
Snoop, Snoop Doggy
. G and it go smoke)
'Cause I'm finna smoke this fool
Yeah, roll the window down
Yeah, okay there he go
Ayy man, you Snoop Dogg?
Snoop, Snoop Doggy
what she need she wanna be Mrs. Wright
All them plays I done made
Boy I should've been in Vype
It don't take much to bag her I catch her she giggle
Come
she lookin' for a daddy see the lil' man
Weezy baby, don't fool yourself you need me baby
Easy baby, I'm just tryn a keep my bread cheesy baby
Slick
spare me
Did it?
Wanna fuck 'cause I got posted up
By Drake and Lil Baby
Oh, you the savage Future be
Talkin' 'bout? Yeah, bitch, I'm crazy
Cuffed an AMG
with it)
By the way she lookin at me
I know already what she want (What she want from a young nigga)
All she wanna do is smoke and fuck
Smoke and fuck,
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there ain't no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to.
Hey! Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me,
In
Ain't Mr. T but I pity the fool
Look around once you know what I do
Not rocking green cuz my diamonds is blue
My niggas go crazy cuz we run the crew
Lemme tell yo ass a story bout, a lil nigga named smoke (lil nigga named smoke)
He keep a pole tucked in the coat, the lil nigga no joke (lil nigga
I can't fuck with you niggas
I think I'm above you niggas
I got the master plan
Popped a tab to know who I am, and how to run up my bands
Dollar by
(Chorus)
[Mack 10]
Fool I'm a vet you can bet that
I could dance underwater and not get wet (check it)
[Mr. Short Khop]
Its rainin' bullets and I
[Knightowl (Talkin)]
I would like to dedicate this jam
To all those punk bitches
Talkin all that smack behind my back
All them fools that roam
fat nuts
Sluts get dug like a grave when I'm high
Shootin out the barrel of a 7 inch by 5
With a nut all in your dome, slit fulla that home grown, shit
to kill every nigga
That stand by him or speak for him
Can you stop actin' like you
Doin' me a favor? Do I seem rattled?
This idiot don't even know he tell
know im bound to drown
Come get high up off this gas smoke it by the pound
That lil Bitch wanna fuck with me cause i'm icy now
Know this dick be in her
Schemin', connivin', plottin' niggas tricky
I keep a hundiddy when I'm slidin' in a Bentley
Judging by my wrist, Mr. Bigs, it's contagious
Mr
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
I'm not sleepy and there is no place I'm going to
Hey, Mr. Tambourine Man, play a song for me
In
Benjamins (Yea)
Hunneds in her ass
You know Ben Frank gon eat the booty (Goin)
Blowing smoke out while she toot it (Blowin)
Hands dealt, I'm well suited (Uh)
shit)
You got on Dior with a Nike Tech, that be that corny shit (that corny shit)
Made so many songs, I could make "Lil Uzi Greatest Hits" (no bap)
thirty-five percent
Hoes hope I lay so I look both ways
Cops say it's "Okay", my tint smoke gray
It's no way nigga leave without handing me my shit
Got
thirty-five percent
Hoes hope I lay so I look both ways
Cops say, "It's okay", my tint smoke gray
It's no way nigga leave without handing me my shit
Got
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