Lyrics:
Yeah
Drinking Belaire for this one
Aye, one time for Trop
Aye
I got a bitch in Cali probably fly her to Miami
She call Daddy, sleeping on me like she
a queen trapping ass round town
You looking for love in all the wrong places
Thirteen colonies founded by Masons
Chasing nightmares disguised as wet
shizzel
My cameras handy, bumping to this shit type to break the walls down
In Miami, top notch swallow and keep the ostrich and get up
Is it on your
to her daddy she's an innocent child
Not knowing what's happening when he's away
But like a bitch in heat, she's ready to play
She fucked five niggas 'till
some brunch in Miami with Hova
I'm braggin', I'm boastin'
I'm Black as fuck and just be draggin' my scrotum
I'm mad as fuck at how they had or have us
for me to see you
I never drop a dime on a nigga, that ain't my speed bro
How the fuck I'm in Miami on a speed boat?
All these pretty women boostin'
My daddy was a preacher man,
He said what was on his mind
From state to state and town to town
Saving one soul at a time
By his side I rode along
Yeah yolet me, let me, let me
Let me tell you why - why
This niggawhy we dedicated this song
To this kind of nigga cuz number one
Duke is drivin' in
a trap star
Man I'm ridin through the hood in a CL-6
I'm the nigga that your baby daddy re-up with
Celebrities, athletes you might see me with
But I
purse like its hot, I'm pickin it up like its not
Stayin fresh in brand new clothes, sponsored by my brand new hoes
Keepin one on every block, she fuck up
Ain't Weezy and Birdman (No)
Ayy, back in '96
My daddy used to flip the birds then
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) that's a fact (yeah)
And now I'm back up on that
servin' blows, we in zones
My mom didn't understand me
Boy, you gon' die just like your daddy
From two to the head, dumped in the riverbed
I didn't to hurt
the Three 6
40 Cal. in my draws runnin from them laws
a clip is rolled in my sock, I'm hoping that I don't fall
I'm certainly hittin corners,
at me (Take picture trick)
I'm in the club causing mass hysteria
Hostile takeover
Corporate America
Ask ya girl she call me on the regular
Smiley face
Trick Daddy Dollaz
Eightball, Trey Songz
We high
Good evening ladies and gentleman
This is you're captain speakin' to ya
I'd like to welcome
a carcass
Live in Miami, I ain't never see a dolphin
You come to New Orleans
Fuck around and see a coffin
Nigga got power like a f-ckin' Mighty Morphin
Get
Shout out Miami, secure the bag, HBG
Gang
Produced by That Luvver
I'm in Miami and she wanna see me, and he wanna be me.
Gotta pay to get me out, I'm
for em
The key to the streets alicia ain't even ready for me
In Miami with heat im tryna slide & kill all of em
Like i say i rather be by myself
No what
to the party too (yeah)
Bitch don't even try me, you're looking tough (ha)
I'm on that greasy, I'm on that cheap trick
Got that ACDC up in the speakers
Rock
diamonds and cars, trick that's a shame
Say what you want, but I still figured
She left you cause you couldn't be, like them real niggaz
She was a hustler by
a Texaco
In Louis V, they know me by Reginald
I got the tickets, that's good like a festival
I don't pump fake, no fake kicking it, gave a play to my bro I
But your daddy's on the watch, keep on tippity toes
Had to play by the rules, but I found the cheat codes, huh
Took a snake out of Eden, kept the free
a P up in the West
He ain't grabbin' two, then it's on to the next
Thirteen, with my daddy, watchin' niggas get finessed
On the first and the third,
boogie drum
In the house and we got clout
And you got no excuse
So just work that big ol' ass
Like you got mo' juice
Come on, juicy, juicy (juicy, juicy)
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