Lyrics:
God
Baddest Rotten In The Club
What They Said, Show Some Love
About My Bred, Show Some Dubs
Get Down On That Floor Mamma
You're Not Confession
No, But
my body my temple
Yeah you slim thick, but
It just ain't that simple (At all)
You don't wanna love on the kid
If you let me in, i might
Fuck up ya'
and hypnotized by the piece swingin back and forth from Queens n****z
We thug ya party out lock down the bar section
We never check our coats, 'cause we got
Then I have no choice but to cancel my subscription
No Netflix just chill. Let's chill and let's talk
Let's chill and let's art
Lets chill and make our
hard
That's even tho' yo' CEO talk shit, get slapped hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by, then you get capped
since I called
It's part of what I signed up for, I'm mentally built for it all
Physically, I'm standin' tall, with talk, don't let 'em see you sweat
"suff" like trauma, mama Don't doubt me
Don't talk shit about me, quadruple digits and commas in my bank account
Don't you ever talk shit and put down
Let 'em talk that shit while on them pills
Turn down as soon he feel this steel
Nigga, know we do this shit, for real
Tryna fight, by night his top
They wanna talk out they tongue
Let me come by lemme come hold you
I think I fell in love with the racks
Our souls locked in, we attached
Say my twin, my
Forget about it
Star slashed it up
Star slashed slash it up
This ain’t star 69
This a star slasher
A flick a trick
You suck a dick
And talk that shit
Talk
a plate
Forget about it
Star slashed it up
Star slashed slash it up
This ain't star 69
This a star slasher
A flick a trick
You suck a dick
And talk that
and hypnotized by the piece swingin back and forth from Queens niggaz
We thug ya party out lock down the bar section
We never check our coats, cuz we got
hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by then you get capped on
Whats up pimping? It's P and Snoop
With Dre
Y'all already know I hate everybody and shit
Catching feelings I be breaking hearts
I can't feel her love
Rip my heart out tell me I'm the one you'll
Sittin’ back
Gettin’ my dick sucked
Gettin’ my dick sucked
Sittin’ back
Gettin’ my dick sucked
By the neighborhood ho’
Why not
So fuck it, why not (aye,
right?
In the morning, right?
Say you'll call, but I won't pick up the phone tonight
See you in the morning
Inviting ya boy in
Could talk about God,
in
Blessings, so many nights, I learned my lesson
Really took risks, a nigga die about this necklace
Reachin' for this bitch, gon' talk to God about
upside down (straight up)
And make some more profit
Lower price (lower price)
More subs (more subs)
Less complaints (less complaints)
More dubs (more dubs
tho' yo' ceo talk shit get slapped hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by then you get capped on
[Master P]
Whassup
tho' yo' ceo talk shit get slapped hard
The backyard is where we get our scrap on
The black car drive by then you get capped on
[Master P]
Whassup
to the head
My nerves is shot, my paces is short, I dump in your head
I'm the hardest nigga out you outta know it by now
I'm the nigga that they talk about
need to disapprove anymore
This life is yours, go grab it by the horns
Forget about the storms they wore on your floors
Don't need to hold on anymore
dick suck, and I ain't gotta piggyback
You know what the fuck I'm talkin' about
But if you don't know, I'm about to let y'all know
That I call myself
wanna come by and eat my banana
Don't walk on my shit
Got a brand new bitch love to talk on my dick
Got some brand new ice and it's all on my wrist
Don't
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