Lyrics:
Atlanta wit' the cartel microwave, boy
Breadwinner Gang, we is mafia material
What? I would be Tony, mafia material
Hand signal
Shoutin' out the plug in
Boy/Girl (girl)
Boy/Girl (girl)
When a boy meets a girl
Boy/Girl (girl)
Finding out
I'm finding out the things
That I've been talking
A Puerto-Rican nigga name Moe, plus J-Kooly (My lil bro) he go by Saturn though
Yeah, I'm stepping out with the boys, looking like a unit (Ha-ha)
Dripping to hard
grew up In the gully)
I see you in your videos, looking like money
(I'm a boss now, top boy moving like sully)
You think that you're a kingpin
Sitting
no boy
Ey blud don't get rude
Shut your mouth
Fucking hell I've had enough of this shit
All this JME contradicts
You can call out every word that I
Say what you want to say
But, motherfucker, I'm still Flosja, dude
Fake all
Fucking with the boy, get your face cut
Then I ride by with your bitch, she
MTV makes me want to smoke crack,
Fall out of the window and I'm never comin' back
MTV makes me want to get high,
Can't get a ride no matter how I
nights out and we
Bring them bikes out
You could turn the lights out cause
We got all this ice out
We up in here serious going crazy
Young boys getting
business
Any city any town - touch down I do my thing
I'm a hustler, baby, I provide by any means
I'm a great conversationist
You should know what I'm about
But only no radio or video's gonna show me no love, they're phony
Got to hit the road solely so the record gets pushed by Sony
I'm in the middle like
better work hard, to get ahead of me
Just like a bag boy, yo ass really dead to me (Boy yo ass really dead)
I need a bad ass video vixen
Take her in for
See what everybody ride
Pop a pill to drown it out
I just seen somebody die
How many we gotta lose
What u trading for your life
And don’t u turn
videos
And shoulda showed you just how I'm beatin'
What the fuck wrong witchu boy
Real shit, yeah I'm 'bout a disaster
You could get eat nigga
Aids don't
you playing my love
Like an arcade video game
Going insane
Cause I've been stuck in the motions
Pushing all the buttons
And hoping it turns out right
you've been missing
Boy I can't wait till you come back home
To have you all alone(As days go by)
I'm missing you baby
Patiently waiting
For you
Heat the gas to ignite that hate
We the by the fireplace
See the ash and revive that pain
Me and Shaggs gon' annihilate
Dilate, we cannibals, famished
dismissed
What the fuck you mean by pride?
I got 4, 5, 6 kids wanna see me die
Okay, I'm alive, I'm alive,thats a surprise, what's the price?
Fuck your
from you
OK
ladies and gentlemen Martin Lawrence
boo
this is Marin Lawrence's First video visit to a
recording studio
and his last
that he bluffin'
That boy is just typing (Woo, woo)
Love my shooter named Zeus 'cause
He come out that cut
Know he come with that lightning (Woo, woo)
love with an heiress called Erica
Started out smart, soon got silly
I partied by the pool and then arrest for necrophilia
News travels fast like
trying to play me like a video
Now he be calling my phone
I never call back
Wasn't trying to help me spring forward
I had to fall back
Out of town throw
on the stage with the chucks on
Māori boy with the pen I'm Picasso
Tā moko on the skin like a barcode
Complemented by the lineage indigeneous
Ruaumoko I'ma burn
shit
You can just keep makin' them tired old threads
A little bit like the boy you cried wolf, yeah
See me, but don't dare to try no shit
'Cause you
doctor
And if me and Ren's on the mike it's like propaganda, no doubt
"Boy you should've known by now" ..
Compton's in the house
Yeah, it's time to put
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