Lyrics:
I'm back in the zoo
Am I bout to get some pussy or what
Now you tryna go and see if I'm a rookie or what
My hands stay tied playing with a cracker for
nothin
You don't say
So you can walk on by
Or can plot and go cry
But we're not givin in last well...
See I don't care about
Any you motherfuckas I know
can't go home
Fight to see Daylight like Sylvester Stallone
Don't ask too many questions nigga, keep that on the d-low
My family might mistake you
tripped up and all these damages,
The same for your brand new home on Credence!
We're getting money over here, pardon!
If you...the umbrella you could...
My
I just got a bag, you can see it in my eyes
Caught her lookin' at my ice
So she had to make it spicy
I just bought myself a brand new Rolly that's my
G's
To pay they bills or they lawyer fees (huh)
I learned something, I ain't giving y'all a dime
I'll give you something worth more, that's my time
rock
Well, so far you've heard my voice but I brought two friends along
And the next on the mic is my man Hank
C'mon, Hank, sing that song
Check it
them brand new niggas is all up on my old shit (holiday season)
That's what I did I came up out the truck
You what I'm sayin' I chuck my deuces like
the shining
You can't stop the shining
You can't stop the shining
Nigga done run everywhere
Left trails in my city everywhere
But nowhere like home
See I won't
and he said his name was Bernie
I put in a Slim Whitman tape, my wife put on a brand new hair net
Kids were in the back seat jumping up and down,
and he said his name was Bernie
I put in a Slim Whitman tape, my wife put on a brand new hair net
Kids were in the back seat jumping up and down,
I be big boy is not by bears or weight
Hope your account self cary some weight
I no de like talk with no evidence
Yes you dor see milli but no
I'ma trip to Japan and buy some brand new shit
Nine hundred to a grand, get you twenty eight grams
If you talking 'bout bricks, I'm the interstate man
Horowitz they don't see the difference
Fuck around up and down when they gonna get it
Brand new coach kids a fuckin backpack
Quit tryina claim you can't
everything you did
No more tusslin', time to do a bid
In the brand new jail that they built for you
Where the smallest little thing you get killed over
can make it hot this year
And Diamond D, you're rollin' wit the Kid Capri
Aight, now here's to y'all all and my new Bronx address
I'm out wit
a makeover
I Swear I
Was made over by You
Like a Malibu changed to a Range Rover
I Swear I
Was made over brand new
Oh-nah Oh-nah
Oh-nah Oh-nah Oh-na-na-na
Until God calls for me
I'ma keep ballin', keep on ballin'
To my niggas and my bitches looking down on me
I know y'all see me when I'm ballin'
You
all of my proceeds
Don't I flow like I don't bleed? Every cut is just dumb
After me there will be none I told you there is only one (Soul)
Yeah, and I
nigga got a brand new ride
When My son at home begging to survive
Baby i give my all to you
You the reason I can't get a fucking job
That day I got
subliminals
See, all my life I was raised
By a lot of criminals
So all I know is scratching
My pistols and my genitals
Picture this: picking kicks out
Of Foot
subliminals
See, all my life I was raised
By a lot of criminals
So all I know is scratching
My pistols and my genitals
Picture this: picking kicks out
Of Foot
[Chorus:]
Come home, it's a brand new day
Come home, my Sherri, Sherri runaway
Come on, there's a devil to pay
Come home, my Sherri, Sherri
love you, Pawpaw
I love you too
Slime
Alright, man
I just bought a brand-new bezel
For to make the hard times look pretty
And I came up straight
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