Lyrics:
Sometimes you gotta get it off your chest
The camera has a way of bringing out your best
boys on film - I love you all
Boys on film - up on my wall
Boys
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[YFN Sonny]
Grab the gats & the mask
Extra clips for the straps
Niggas food wearing vest
Cuz we aiming at ya hat
It take a min to get
SmallCircle.
[YFN Sonny]
Grab the gats & the mask
Extra clips for the straps
Niggas food wearing vest
Cuz we aiming at ya hat
It take a min
Take her out to oldie dinners
Out here tryna show me winners
Pic with this chic but aint nobody tag me in it
Damn man
That's some bullshit dog
Y'all can
what u want?
One night we just having fun
Got a nut off now I gotta run
Shorty threw it back know I had to catch
Know she got a man, had to intercept
Up
T Braxton heat, track I burn
While you go left, I make a right turn
(I'm Hot) Def Squad no one does it better
If it gets hot take off the hot sweater
Oh, oh, oh
It's hard times
We strugglin', tryin' to get by, tryin' to get by
Tryin' to get by, whoa, whoa
It don't stop (don't stop)
Always
the internal mind Exotic vapors travel down
Through the back of my spine
I got this ital and it make ya feel real fine
So divine take ya time just unwind clear
and to change the game
16 bars is all it takes
That’s all it takes
And that’s how you do it
DuaneTV, Duane Jackson
16 bars
And of course
C-H-I-C
they try to take me down a trail I've used before
A teenage boy at midnight when I lost it by the shore
They bump and grind until they find me bold
weight
It's a wake, stay in ya place
I run the race, fuck what you Say, break you off like a kit kat
Yea take a break, step back a Pace, I'm the one
the pack of the reefer
(Hella gas)
Sauce be drippin they couldn't collect it by the liter
(Uh oh, no no)
New dimension they couldn't keep up by the meter
went bad, needed all my chips bad
Fiends needed it bad, started hittin' liq' bad
Had to get that work off before that shit went bad
If not, it gets
a million songs on any blank paper
Started off as friends, fell in love later
But you know all the good shit gotta take time
So remember this when you know
to you like a waiter
Goin for it all like gator
Never fall off yeah really
Walking on fire like billy
I'm on with the grind till it kills me
Looking
And Baby you are the reason why I'm fly
The reason I want you right by my side
Cause you're my heart. You keep me alive
I love you girl - girl
I met you off
somebody
Not by yourself
Take off your armor
Let down your hair
You could sit on your hands
Or you could get closer, if you dare
And it's not that
shit imma shake it up
Wishing without action man ain't you wait enough
Shawty know I'm in the lab she be waiting up
Ima take it to the point theres no
other as we stroll past all the mansions
And keep the tar off of our feet
Or maybe
Set up a picnic by the mission hill
It doesn't matter to me, long as we
Accepted by Manhattan's elite
in all the places that were chic
No party was complete without George
Along the boulevards he'd cruise
and all the old queens
duh
Da da da da da da duh
Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus
Cast out by the ones he loves
A victim of these gay days it seems
Da da da da da da
duh
Da da da da da da duh
Leavin' home on a Greyhound bus
Cast out by the ones he loves
A victim of these gay days it seems
Da da da da da da
waiting on me to flop yea
I know its bitches at the drop yea
run up in his pockets take a lot yea
How you staying humble with the guwap yea
If it aint money
to mommy, drop her off and take yo chic
Should've let yo mommy dress you up, you got no drip
Niggas wanna run they mouth, better run from this clip
Bitch I'm
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