Lyrics:
She was so fine with big fat tiddies
All night long she was actin' shitty
So i macked on baby like I was Frank Nitti
There's another girl, her name
She was so fine with big fat tiddies
All night long she was actin' shitty
So i macked on baby like I was Frank Nitti
There's another girl, her name
(4:30 in the morning, mira)
You know what I mean, mira
Dame te culo, mami (give me my shit back, give me my shit back)
Yo, Fat Joe and them is
She scrub em up, her legs that is
Fat puddy cat wit a head that's trill
The type of bitch have a nigga not paying bills
Fo real, by our God damn
the throttle
Son and our key ( anarchy )
Will not be
To copy
Chris Wallace and Pac
Up in the lobby
More Black Men gunned down
Oh this cannot be!
Who shot JMJ
Nip
teller to
Holla and hit the throttle
Son and our key ( anarchy )
Will not be
To copy
Chris Wallace and Pac
Up in the lobby
More Black Men gunned down
Oh
(woo)
They play Pop so much it feel like he still here
Got us woo walkin', wearin' Dior just to be clear (facts)
COVID-19 shit got Fred The Godson
One
a knot... but I'm down to 9 cents and 9 senses tingling since 9,6 when I was 9...
So it's colorful in my head like 6ix 9ine...
Getting and giving colorful
These fuckin' snakes man
Fuckin' up our lives
I'll take a piss in your oil fields
I want some motherfuckin' payback so, yo
I wanna run for
so nice to have found my place
Hitting grand slams running the base
No mores bitches to chase
All I needed was my faith
Now I unleash the wraith
From
because I
Wasn't too sure what the other stuff was
I wasn't in the mood to do much socializing
So I kept the first day meet
And greet short i guess not
every place we go
And it's like everytime I speak of you they know just what the vibes is
I know that she 10 toes and she riding i lean back like fat joe
, running dangerous
I like to bone, I'm a peaceful brother
Eat up so much, the girls call me seafood lover
Be having they legs shaking, stab 'em, break 'em
, running dangerous
I like to bone, I'm a peaceful brother
Eat up so much, the girls call me seafood lover
Be having they legs shaking, stab 'em, break 'em
this freak in Vegas
She said her name was Donna
She was a pitty little freak from China
I said I don't pimp or gigolo
I'm havin' so much money that I
night do it all again
Uh uh fact, woo
Shit so turnt bro flying in
Uh uh fact, fly
Drank too much my head gon' spin
Uh uh I yacked
Ass so fat wit' a waist
and faint
In the City of Dope
Life in a coke town, heard it before
Think it's all been said, but it's so much more
It's like midnight, slanging rock
band
I run through the bread everyday like I'm up in France
I got so much paper cuddy I keep receipts
Getting green and going crazy like the Greek freak
all we did was try to talk to hoes,
and none of them was tryin to hear (not 1 hoe)
it woulda meant so much more back then
cause now its fake hoes
to love me like Nelson
I went to Robben's Island analysing, that's where his cell is
So I could find clarity—like, how much you cherish me?
Is this
down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle in the sky, one
brace
More colors than the game Simon Says
Go, 'hind me
And mami on forty-fifth she told me "I'm a les"
And she ain't like too much of dick
But give
inna electrician and
Start tazing family we put holes in skins
Them man are some grazing family
I drop so much shit
Them man are still straining family
Fuck you regione, you make me wanna die
When you get McDonald's, you eat the French fries
Never use the ketchup, why would you
Got so much in common,
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