Lyrics:
at the grammy's
Loco breakin up or too fuckin skinny
Lil kids walking home mad miles a day
'cause they moms ain't tryin ta fuckin miss judge judy
I WILL STAB YO ASS
by the boatload?
Doing him a favor when I'm rockin' out later
Alligator on my shoes and boots
And new suit mean new recruits, ya dig?
('Cause you
load the clip, put the joint to my lip
Get the motherfuckin' forty take a real ass nigga hit
I'm sittin' on my gat thinkin' shit is cool
Some niggas
always cool though
My job got me a bankroll
I'm not coppin' a lake home
That ride already bait hoes
Bad cops walking the same road
My pop taught me to hate
side take the picture money ain’t shit i blow it like a tissue then I’m trying to find a lil freak to get into why she standing by the bar stepping on my
Don't push, your luck
Your girls, alone
She text, my phone
I take, your girl
Then take, her home
Your girls, a fan
Cus I'm bout, these bands
She make, it
a good time by snappin your necks, come on
[Chorus 2: Ghostface Killah (Rare Earth sample)]
(I just want to celebrate) Like my baby's first steps you
covers the dinner mom left out for me. Check the side door again stupid. My drunk ass forgot to take out the key.
Broad Street Line, take me home, cause
like me in your life
I said shawty let me take
You home and do all those
Freaky lil things you like
Let me please you tonight
Drunk in love I'm never
take, my love away
Oh don't you take, don't take, my love away
Made a widow from a wife
Took the love of my whole life
Oh don't you take, don't take
it's about, you o'clock
And I need for you to stop
By my crib
In the cutest socks (and that's all)
Lose the top and yo bottoms can do without!
Water wet
granny couch
It was time to get it, started punching clocks
Beat a nigga ass if he take my spot
Don't need a glock, had my mind cocked
Chit-Chit-Bang, yo
at home got my heart
And I know it's fucked up
I'm drunk and I know I'm fucked up
If I get to the crib smelling like Pussy my girl gone known I fucked her
ass out, made him move back with grandpa
One too many drunk fights, plus the uncle issue
I saw right through his plan just like a diorama
Crying to my
pick up a pipe to take plenty of quick swipes
One grazed his dome and sliced his eye whites
I don't give a damn bout a stupid ass burglar
It's all
low
I broke out the Ever-Clear and then I drunk some mo'
Until it was all gone
Now I'm lookin for somebody to take my pain out on
But not just anybody,
and buying keys on consignment
I'm about to buy a lab and purchase me a lion
Drug money, it sucks, I'm in the lux, drunk as a fuck
Dick all hard, bitch ass
me
Bob Marley blaring, it's hot as fuck, sweaty
My skinny ass flexing, so that fat bitches is sexing
My nigga Brain Leftin', O-high like Cleveland
tonight,
Give me the key to that Beamer,
She looked at me and laughed,
Started shakin her ass,
She said her brother just came home
From the jungle
Eh
Instead I'll just take down my bottles clean em up and rearrange
No need for you to stick around cause honestly I'll be the same
Person in the morning
of my sweatshirt
Bone 2 the bone 2 the bad 2 the bad 2 the bone
Hit bound from the Mo-town allen
Fuck a 40 I drink it by the gallon
I started out
ridin' on chrome, slidin' by ya home
Lookin' fresh as the bio-dome, trick what!
[Hook]
[White Boy]
You can call me Deuce, you can me you
You can call me
make this music
Just so I can make it home
What the fuck you want a loan?
I got the same shit comin by
I got the lane-switch all on the side
I gotcha
more annoying than tracks by Pitbull
Tell me bravo like Johnny fresh as fuck like some laundry
I take your bitch and feed her pills till she knocked out
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