Lyrics:
strength
Most High the source
And to his name I give him praise
I give him praise like hallelujah
You not in my race
Holy Ghost inna whip and we swerve
Prince (drop top)
Your bitch say I'm sexy, ask me can she take a selfie (yah)
Mr. Davis with the latest, say when they address me (mwah)
I done got too
Mm, um, yeah
Palms sweatin', guess it's time for the murder
My nigga my nerve, I swerve left you dead on the curb
Tell his family get them black
Shirt
And she supper supper dimy
She don't like to move fur
Gotta solid lil' frame with
A nice set of curve
And she sleep in a ball
What I
em' by the twos yeah
When you the man, you can hit em' by the threes yeah
You gotta man then you prolly should'nt be here
Okay, boss shit I ain't never
Man look
I’m Mr. Jody
Just leave me alone
I say I ain’t with the beef
That’s for petty niggas that’s under paid
Grind or lose the weight
I know how
from that Woodlawn Park
Now young Aminé pushin' push to start
Mr. Yellowman got himself a lil' jam
Made my fetty in Japan, 'cause I do this shit for
Probably cause I live by the art of for-keeps
I get indicted after my product's released
We a different form, a different centrifugal force
Every line is
You seen I did that whole shit in 5 minutes that one time
Oh by the way
Issa mufuckin' Profit World everybody just live in this mufucka
Bitch can't
feat. Lil Zane, Montell Jordan
Intro [T-Bone (Lil Zane)]
Ahh, for shiggity
Mr. Boney Bone Corleone, Lil Zane
And the one and only busta
missions l
Yea I'm onna rise tryna count hella digits
Lil shordy down to ride I call her my lil mrs
Swear I need you by side cause when you not I really miss
real lil O’
Real deal raver rave real revved up
I need more dope I go by the ounce
I need bad bitches all in my house
Real deal raver rave, yeah we
believing through you're funny reasons
Even when I'm sleeping you think I'm cheatin'
You said I know you're Mr. O.P.P. man yo PP man won't only see me man
told me weigh it up and bust it down
Migo Jerz, whipping that lambo, now watch it swerve (Jerz)
Tray 1 got PT's and sold that reserved
I'm a hot boy,
your head, like I got your ass on record
Tune, don't be so cruel, Tune don't be so rude
Nah, fuck that, fuck these lil niggas, fuck these lil dudes
By
thick
Cute lil bitch from the burbs
She hopped up in the benz sayin she like the Way I swerve
And she said that pussy real sweet like a nerd
Make dat
Y-Y-Y Yessir
Better catch me while you can, I'm on my way up
Stackin paper, wanna feature
Better come around and pay up
Yessir
That lil' bitch, she
Yooooo
Its Mr.CatchMeIfYouCan
Trynna make this ginger bread
Boy i been the man
Stop playing
How you hating and a fan
Im leveling up
You understand
(Apollo on the beat, yeah, yeah)
Ayy, ayy
I said bitch, I'm with that gang shit
Swerve foreigns, bouncin' out, come here
split your brain shit
bitch I bet she know 'bout Mr. G
Yeah he like to talk, she like to talk
So when he drop her off, they have a heart to heart
'Cause he got all the answers
Switch, switch, swerve
I give that bitch what she deserve
I ain't fuckin' with a bird
Louis duffel full of herb
I need that 'Rari by the curb
I need
swerve. Up into my bag, cause I gotta get my mask
And shells, to put in this 12 gauge sawed off, get em' all off, nigga yo'
Loss, take it all off, got
to jelly
Ever since i got my racks up niggas trynna come and kick it lionel messi
Shawty know she be petty got a lil spanish mami givin head like a becky
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
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