Lyrics:
it tonight (what else)
Only sixteen, way too tight
But age ain't nothin' but a number- number
Baby got her hair done by Shanda- Shanda
Nine nine
wit my chest
Mention my name use respect
We push that pedal to the medal
Till there ain’t nothin left
Ya fool
Don’t say too much
Keep it hush
In a rush
the cooler attached to it
You know I ain't with that lackin' shit
In my circle ain't no lames
Cartiers with the gold frames
Three-nine like a soul train
(Great John on the beat by the way)
Look, huh
Glock on Biggie and the clip two pack, get it?
Tryna tunnel my vision like Tubman (gang, gang,
The 40 in the fridge pour with your story and it's nothing to an historian
Stupid, you don't want the smoke
It's like Snoop lit a joint in the coupe with
I locked and you ain't come to visit?
They cracked the code, went through the phone and ain't find nothin' in it
You touch a ticket then you tuck
nigga
Took his bitch, but I ain’t try to, nigga
Now that nigga sick like the swine flu hit ‘em
I ain’t phased,
Nothin' new, I do this every day
Told me
Reloaded' and Neo's back
I'm up humble apologies sorry clowns
I'm here for the long run I ain't coffee brown
Get to know me the man the person
So by the time
he find 'em on you
And - I ain't tryin' to catch nothin' from you
So I'm caught up in a Catch-22
If I don't fuck her then I'm not like guys she met
Feel like goldenboy cause I ain't chasing hoes
I'm chasing chicken, keep a glock
tucked in my jeans, hold 33 like Scottie Pimpin
Sent lil' bru
Fuckin' up with this song bitch
Your mom shoulda told ya
I ain't nothin' nice
Snoop brought the boss
I got the spark, lets go on a body high
Put it
Fuckin' up with this song bitch
Your mom shoulda told ya
I ain't nothin' nice
Snoop brought the boss
I got the spark, lets go on a body high
Put it
come from nothin'
And I did it by myself
I'm self made
I ain't ever ever had no help (no help)
I just bought a coupe
Just to flex on you
'Rari,
a drop-top chicken box
Mr. KFC, VVS's is in the watch
Livin' fast where it's all about that money bag
Never front, you take it there, it ain't no comin'
Produced by: yz虎
Recorded/Mixed/Mastered by: 郭子翊/瑞
Yeah, aye
Count one two
Shit got intense like World War II, yeah
Runnin’ ‘round lions and tigers
nowhere,
Ain't hidin nowhere, ain't runnin nowhere)
[Jadakiss]
Why ya'll braggin, I'm over here choppin and baggin
And I don't want the drop coupe so
Never trip over nothin, won't cry
Ten down for my brothers, we ride
Wont trust nothin else, I deny
Just telling the truth, I don't lie
Not playing, ain't
Made it out the mud it wasn't easy
Working every evening
Hopped out of that coupe
Straight to the stu I ain't even sleep yet
I been going wild I can't
baby, now they ain't got nothin' to lose, oh
It's hot right to the touch, I wouldn't even touch it
What it do
Hop out the whip, I switch the coupe
I know
never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all
Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No
Fuckin' up with this song bitch
Your mom shoulda told ya
I ain't nothin' nice
Snoop brought the boss
I got the spark, lets go on a body high
Put it
blueberry, and white russian
get it by the block it ain't open for discussion
I ain't touchin and puffin nothin give me a charge
I'm float with the cloud above
Yeah
Uh, uh
I'm sittin' in the crib dreamin' about Lear jets and coupes
The way Salt shoops and how to sell records like Snoop (oops)
I'm
levels above you baby
Hug me baby, I'm a make you love me baby
Talkin' crazy, ain't gon' get you nothin' but choked
And that jealousy is only gonna
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