Lyrics:
rich with no cash on the bigger label
Your tri-state ways are shut down by barricades
In fact I packed my bags, and listened to E-40
Mac Mall,
Say that then
[Weebie]
I could work, put ya body, c'mon back it up, back it up
You know Weebie and Master P, we gon' tank it up, tank it up
Turn around
Feels like I've been here in a Minute
It's a long way back from when I Didn't have nothing
Was you really thinking you can Play in my position
You see the God in me
Forcing me to be what I'm destined to be
Damn near feel like you carrying me
At times when I felt like I would drown, you
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
Laid back, hypnotized by the funky sound
People in the street see me bobbin my head
While I'm checking out the rapper and the rhyme that he said
I'm
dem silly bumba claat barber 'til de pussy claat run
BO! BO! BO! BO! BO! Keep Baby-lon on the run, seen!
The real niggas is back, cause there's too
and Malone when we play the mall
I be goin out my way to call
'Cause I love the way your hips make your jeans seem like they too small
Them see-through tops
I'll never give you up (ha)
No, I'll never stop
Keep it comin', keep on comin' for more
(See, ba-doo-bo, yeah, yeah, yeah) (don't front, front)
I'll
of me
I feel like I woke up and won the lottery
Now I’m flexing and it’s something you gotta see
Wake up on Monday I feel like it’s Saturday
Oh my God I
funny accents
And was willing to
Make herself beautiful, then
Grotesque, then absurd, then
Back again and here she is now, demure
By comparison, just
the wrong way
You doin' it the wrong way
If you don't know me by now eh
If you don't know me by now
If you don't know me by now
If you don't know me by now eh
[B.G.]
Watch out
Let them hot boys through nigga
Get out tha way
What nigga
[B.G.]
Straighting up bitch nigga fore my cake cut loose
getting busy
She said, "Russ, you're way to litty, committee"
Man get lizzy, killy, do my dance like Shiggy, yuh see me
Dance for the war with Jimmy
want and need
Don't you see
You've been blinded by the way you speak
And I keep giving in
When you give me a piece
But you see
It's the whole damn cake
want and need
Don't you see
You've been blinded by the way you speak
And I keep giving in
When you give me a piece
But you see
It's the whole damn cake
I'm dying and Nyash is life
When I see Nyash (eheeen ehheeen)
My head turn upside down
Idi yen lo por por por por por por por por por
Por por por
Damn I like yo taste
Dracko is not a 4
(Not a 4)
I hear that fuck nigga creepin outside the door
(I can see em thru the mother fuckin door)
I know
Fuck Jay-Z!
Yeah! Wait What?
It's D-Bo Mothafucka, It's the Creamery
Oh oh, Okay my bad...Yo pass the blunt though
Go ahead a take your shot
I'll
I'll never give you up (ha)
No, I'll never stop
Keep it comin', keep on comin' for more
(See, ba-doo-bo, yeah, yeah, yeah) (don't front, front)
I'll
I told you I was back otun dape mo ghost
Orin mi Agba okan dape mo boast
You no fit drop project kotun wa loma choke
Omo
You Dey feel like Kendrick
bo in '95
Ridin wit my boys deallin dope gettin high
Crackers tryin to give me time, and we ain't talkin 5
Niggaz talk fly so dat pistol by my
shakes his head
Everyone laughs)
By the way
I don’t know the days of the week i
Just go to exactly when my appointment is
We’d just look at each other
been this way ever since I was a baby)
From O-H-I-O bringin down the stash
(For all my dogs all the kids all my ladies)
[Bow Wow]
It's the B-O you
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