Lyrics:
and regulations of the game up in the Yay
Just slap a bitch silly if she gets off in my way
She`s open to all the brothers, forgive me grandma yay
Three or four
with you always, whenever you need me just call me and I’d be there”.
By the time, she woke up she discovered she was the only aside the nurse
and get dressed
And if your sleepin on the boy
It’s time to wake from ya rest
Im on way up to the top
Aint talking bout heaven
Was 22 with no kids
You heard
you know I'm k9, but I'm dressed like a hound
I'm a janky n**** by my self or with anyone else
Think the b**** know I'm Bally's favorite just look at my
Tonight I'm on one
Just got paid
So its rounds on me
Set it off right
Dressed to nines
Pre game on the way
Feeling tipsy
Damn I look fly
Got the crew
So you forgot to turn on your alarm
And you went to bed really late
Your cellphone ringing woke you up
And it was already nine-twenty-eight
It's your
(Hook 3)
Money don’t excite me
It make people so shiesty
Got my money up now I got rocks that shine at night B
I’m up in the club see a baddie ouu I likey
of a plan
While your home kissing daises
And you're long to be shaken
Dressed up in uniform can't face the crowd on my own
Yeah it's stinking I get by
(Here we go)
Huh, piss me off, I piss back
S-sixty-nine, that's a 9 tucked right by my six pack
I'm with my slime, treat a toe tag like I treat
by a Mack truck
And don't come around forty and front and get tapped up
Cracked up, can't wait 'till this album is wrapped up
I'mma take you
to the sto'
(Y'all in fo the night?)
Hell no
Security bail slow up in the club
Remember when they push & shove
It's only love
Dubs for everybody
couldn’t stand up with the team
It’s looking ugly in this place and i still can’t find the safe silent alarm we got 3 mins to vacate it’s a in and out less
to the grave,
Dear mama keep yo head up I'm tryin ta get paid,
These ghetto tears got me out there wantin to scream,
My auntie 35, but bumpin 17 off a dope fiend,
to the grave,
Dear mama keep yo head up I'm tryin ta get paid,
These ghetto tears got me out there wantin to scream,
My auntie 35, but bumpin 17 off a dope fiend,
There's the Reds and there's the Greens
Super slicks and has beens,
They're accompanied by three men dressed in black,
One's a whistle, two are
1, 2, 3, 4, 5 years go by
I don't really know why, I don't really know why
7, 8, 9, 11 years go by
I don't really know why, I don't really know
Ferris rollin like a ferris wheel
Three garage doors, pick one Let's Make a Deal
The first one is a Urus, navy like a navy seal
DG starts his Rari up we
me you need your plan your long heavity
Before you die broke like Sammy Davis junior
The solar, followed by the looter, followed by the solar
on da blind side, half em tied up
Task folks tried us, masked up 9 up
Masked up, Blast up, Ass up partna
Give a nigga a couple grand, have ya ass
Overlookin' the skyline
Got money, wish it could buy time
Watch hustlas in they prime get confined to a 5x9, by a 5 star grind
I'm talking big money, boats
breath...
I rush to get dressed, no need to look fresh
I mean, who the hell am I tryna impress? Her? Sure
In class at 9:03 in sweat pants and a hoodie
Can't
chasin' dreams, I made "Dreams" in '05 though
Ridin' around, 10 Cam Newtons in the Tahoe
And when we touch down everybody catchin' spirals
Dressed in all
home on a winter day
Nineteen seventy-nine
And he hoped to find all the love he had
Lost in that earlier time
Well his sister grew up and she married
is trapped in stench
You either high school drop-outs, one to three cop-outs
Fifteen years old, shorty ass and top out
Ninety-nine cent beer
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