Lyrics:
on the shades what's the price on the Prada it don't matter when you paid
Balenciaga ballet tutu on the bottom double C's is on ya face
And you my queen by
the guys, they don't mind
It's a small price to pay and it's a pretty great high
It's no price to pay and it's the best high
It's a small price to pay
Eyes meet smiles
And small talk and questions
And there's no thought to the motivation
You'll need down the road
You start by gambling nights
Then
Uh, it's real, it's real, it's real
Uh, uh, owe me back, uh shorty
Shorty, what up, huh?
Come on
Shorty, say what's your price
Just to back it
't even get a lousy copy of our home game. You're a complete loser!
Don't know what I was thinkin' of
I guess I just wasn't too bright
Well, I sure hope I
You the shit say it! You
Don't have to be humble
Be like Ray J "I'm tired of being humble"
I'm not a cocky person by nature
Scaff, be cocky for her!
devon);
He's a bit undersiz'd and you don't feel surpris'd
When he tells you he's only eleven.
Well you're driving like mad with this singular lad
(by
Circle small ain't no new friends gotta see I.D.
They say the best things in life are free I don't agree
And anything you say to my nigga got to say to me
to the guys I had to hide
Sorry to the girls I had to lie to
Who ain't need to know if I was by the lake switchin' tides, too
Anyway, I don't wanna talk
niggas that I love, their names engraved into my ice
But, wait, caught some niggas slippin' first, I made 'em pay the price
When I was young, never
west in my Scott phase getting mentored by Kanye
Then I moved East to the m state now I rep L in the same way
But I don't ever take none Ima stand up til
five, high five with my guys
We don't even do drive bys, hop out and pop maltas
Put a nigga on a tie dye then move, move
If you selling guns what's
To myself
More money i keep countin
More i can count
On myself
Thats why my
Circle stay small
Aint no squares
Up In my circle
I dont get
Cut by no corners
I
up for a milli
I seen Warriors fall by the achilles huh
I put my life on this
I don’t want advice on this
They can’t put a price on this
The pressure's
Smack the any-and-all talk, jokers I can't hawk
And all that shit I hear about me losing is small talk
I ain't a punk, I'll slot ya, furthermore I don
out of business
Going out of business sale
Fifty percent off original retail price, skip the middle man
Don't settle for less
How do we do it? How
out of business
Going out of business sale
Fifty percent off original retail price, skip the middle man
Don't settle for less
How do we do it? How
This game we practice everyday
By these cruel minds
That I don't want by my side
We are going to pay the price
Modern Times
Out on the streets
A dope
goodbyes
Walking while black don't shoot at me
Who do you call for help when you get shot by 12
I ain't got nobody man I got myself
Headed to the top I'm
like a nightmare
I said, this vanity surrounded by these lights is a nightmare
And I don't like how I see myself, so I open the Bible to Isaiah
'Cause
pollution would be a small price to pay for the chance to buy gas like the good
ol' days. No way? Never happen? Records are made out of oil. All those big
Poverty don leave me final bus stop
I be the small boy but now I don boss up
Bros J swag wan be like say I pompous
I don pompous, I don pompous
Me I too
Mix-a-Lot
'Bout to spend a mill on a car lot
Streets dried up
Get tied up for small packs
Niggas workin'
Phone wired up, don't call back
I'm
Don't Think it's Sweet it
Get Wild just like the Jungle
I made Niggas Beat they feet Hollows make his body Tumble
Momma told me I'm too street Cause I
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