Lyrics:
saying, shawty swing it my way
Damn, ma, damn, ma
How the hell you get all that in dem pants ma
Hope you ain't up in here with your man ma
I love it
Won't you teach me how to dance, how to dance
Won't you teach me how to dance, teach how to dance
Okay life's like, life's like, just like
without you
Or when you felt I was passive
For thinking that you weren't impressive enough
For me, like these bitches
For thinking they could offer me
(Would ya take it from the back?)
How you like it daddy (Gonna break it down like that)
[Verse 1]
Twenty-four, thirty-four, forty-six
Good and thick
like hell
'Til one day, you was found hung dead in the cell
It was plain to see that your life was lost
You was cold and your body swung back
like hell
'Til one day, you was found hung dead in the cell
It was plain to see that your life was lost
You was cold and your body swung back
prevent it from them, and they will be surrounded by that at which they used to mock
And if we give man a taste of mercy from us, and then withdraw it from
Cause them little niggas done killed you
In the kitchen like grandma
Put these bitches on stand by
When it come to getting this money
Fuck everything no
(Shorty, what?)
The dance that you doing is dumb
How they do it where you from? (Hey, triflin')
Stickin' out your tongue
Girl, but you know
(Shorty, what?)
The dance that you doing is dumb
How they do it where you from? (Hey, triflin')
Stickin' out your tongue
Girl, but you know
Yeah I don't do it by the
You do it your way
I'm doing it different
In love with the music
But I don't fuck with the system
Don't call me a rapper
Call
how am I not falling?
It's like I'm stuck to you cuz all I'de do is just be calling
Yeah I see the bright side in things, every now and then
In my
true
But maybe there's a chance that it's not
And this album remains locked in a hard drive like valuable jewels
And I can teach you this in person
like queen killer, rhapsody bohemian queen
But queen like white glove wave hand
And not wave hand like it's a heat wave
So you make a fan by waving
got wise by hard livin'
I sleep all day, smoke haze, manage` women
I spit these hard rhythms, it feel like a car hit 'em
So leave that boy alone, can't
did it all for fame
Tell me how it treats you now
You did it all for fame
How does that taste coming out?
You did it all for fame
Baby, how's life
Niggas missed it, too busy
They lyin' 'bout penitentiary
Man, you ain't been there
Nigga you been scared
And I'm still living single like Sinclair
over
I’ll show you how you work your hips
Get up
I wanna see you bust a split
I want it and I gotta get it fast
Mama I been on your ass like a wedgie
to try, looked me in the eye
My head is still in the sky, since you walked on by
I'm feelin high, got my imagination flickerin' like hot flames
It's how
Yeah!
We keep it hot up in that range
With her feet up on the dashboard
She'll do anything I like!!
Oooh that baby you got that good stuff
Good
by looking in your face
It's the way that you wind up your waist
I'm so in awe, girl, you never have to worry 'bout nothing
You know it's yours, you
that sometimes, the shit ridiculous
One hand in the air, if he don't really care
Middle finger in the air, if you don't really care
It's like that
if it's a smash, folks
Doesn't that mean we sell out?
Well, I hope we sell out!
What I mean is "sell out"
Well, you know
Success is like
pussy we can do that
Just know peace is really what I preach
But I know you been knew that
How you do it, how you do it, you so fresh
Nigga every time you
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