Lyrics:
And Paulie getting money so them
Bitches all on him
And his young boys riding
They ready to fall for him
Cause word on the street that Paulie did that
Used Key
blessin
When I speak dog
I was in the gutter
I'm a king now
So no one gon
Take away my fuckin dream now
It’s going down
Like the titanic
Im goin out with
a bullet with some dick and take this dope from this jet
Out of town, put it down for the Father of Rap
And if yo' ass get cracked, bitch shut yo' trap
Come
baby, rich crack baby
Foreigns all a nigga drive, I'm all 'bout a dollar sign
Everyday I wake up I got new haters, tell 'em to fall in line
Boy you
down, the drum out
Millionaire, I'll pull the llama out your mama mouth
Take the money out the damn bus, you on the couch
Put the pistol in your
nothing
Then I just be frontin', buggin'
All my homies and my family
I put that on mother vein
Play by the summers it's goin' to be insanity
It ain't easy,
eye in the place. One woman had her eyes rolled back and she was speaking in tongues! Even the Dooright's were moved by the sermon and Daddy reached out
the game)
I'm in Saks goin' AWOL
I'm at Neimans goin' AWOL
Hit your bitch in the Aloft
Head cool, but the pussy wack
Wanna unfuck her, get her pussy back
couldn't make it.
The number's even, now I'm leavin'.
We're never gettin' took by a bitch with a weave in.
Her and the troops are right behind me.
But
That big boy be Flexin like Heavy D
They know whos man like im Heavy D
Your girl on my gram gave her heavy D
Said I'm chunky by funky like heavy D
hours on end
Me and your mom were obsessed with you
Cause you were momma's baby boy, and daddy's best friend
But daddy ain't been, home a lot lately
open
And I know that you're hopin' that I fall real soon
But I ain't goin' nowhere, hate to bust your balloon
And there ain't that much room for all
fall for you
Then tomorrow, round two
On a Friday night, huddle all my peeps
Pre-party at the boys, then we hit the jeep
Driving downtown listening
to fill this hole in my heart
And I got nowhere to go, when it all falls down
Got nowhere to run, when it all runs out
Drownin' my sorrows with bottles
Too
, and you might win
Oh, the horses they were all brought out with saddle, whip and bridle
The gentlemen did shout when they saw the gallant riders
And some
cookin' it
Cookin' it, cookin' it, cookin' it
Cookin' it, cookin' it, cookin' it
Cookin' it, cookin' it, cookin' it
Ah, top-down, the guns out
Fuck around,
Huh
Highly exclusive
Let me explain how I produce
Borrow my eyes
See what I see, check out the view
You see the rain
You see the sky, you think
SAID YOU WERE GOIN OUT WITH THE BOYS
JUST TO HAVE A LITTLE FUN AN MAKE SOME NOISE
go to the place tonight
We're bringin' out the witches with a wicked plight
So slap a pilgrim, get a hat
Pumpkin spice high
Obey the cat!
You can't
The ones that stood by me like soldiers
You were there
I know you love me
But I'm still waiting for the Lord to come hug me
Send a sign or somethin'
what they say we did, we just did it
I'm the DeLeón sipper, bad bitch getter
With the top down screamin' out, "Fuck them niggas"
I don't wanna know
down
I start a ruckus whenever I walk out
I just got tired always getting shot down
Boy, you bout as fly as a salmon
I'm bout as fly as a
Rock loaded
of Houston Texas, makin ya mark
On my block, we're cueing all the time, playin dominoes
Keep the swishers sweet down until my mama goes
back inside -- then
can never fall
I know I make 'em proud
Bossed up by my lone
Cuz they were never 'round
I been down and out
Shawty was there when the times got hard
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