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Thug girls, I put my name on them
Me and Jon's like the Lakers
Going for three rings in the game on them
We ain't done til
live with it
Or you just can't love it
One thing that you can't say
Is shawty we ain't bustin
I was the King of the South before my single was out
I gave
ain't goin' nowhere, so you can get to know me
From the beginnin' to the end
Losers lose, winners win
This is real, we ain't got to pretend
The cold
one time and forget her
Sweat when we fuckin', work out like it's fitness
We ain't goin' steady, try not to catch feelings
She tryna start rappin',
international, we gotta"
I'm like, "Man look bruh, I ain't fuckin' with it bruh, now dead on that" you know what I'm sayin'?
I called you back that same night
see how they react when I come through the door
In the club my niggaz, we fittin to ball out
Drink till we fall out
Some shit jump off, nigga we goin
a rollie full of that piss
You light like a feather, heavy like brick
I'm a rock star, got slits on my wrist
You ain't never hear heavy metal like this
(We ain't goin' nowhere)
Yeah
(We ain't goin' nowhere)
Yeah
This shit sounds like when the gates of hell open, nigga
It's that "Mad Max Beyond
We telepathically in tune
I think that I feel the way you flowin'
Flowin'
Flowin'
I feel the way you flowin'
Flowin'
Flowin'
I like the way you goin
Overstayed my welcome, stepped in crap and ruined your welcome mat
So spit that shit from the heart, you didn't write like you wrote it (yeah)
While I
Slidin' with that mop stick, like a janitor
Catch one of you rap niggas, shoot you and your manager
Why that nigga ain't off yet? He ain't movin'
me now)
It be goin' up, down
Baby up, down
You got me up
Now it's goin' down
She likes to roll out with her hair done
If you talkin' bout 'er, best
I can never lose
Chess or checkers make a move
Drippin' in them jewels like I
Just got out the pool
Skinny nigga sittin' on that
Money like the jews
your number
Damn I wish I had it back by now
Deleted your number
I'm never goin' through that shit again
I can't say I wanna see you fold. Shit
I don't
goin make it
Plazasam on the beat make these niggas hate it
Once I Get her in the sheets Im a rearrange it
I been Runnin Laps around em like we in
me find out you owe the MOB, creep ni**a
I ain’t really with the gimmicks like these lil pump ni**az
Cause the Carolina gangstas will leave you slumped
H.A.A.M
We goin H.A.A.M on 'em
Hard As A Motherfucka
I'm going H.A.A.M
That's my only option
Goblins and goons need monsters to stop me
From the city with
cause I'm no lost cause
Little girl recognize Too $hort's the boss
When they turn 16, we all find out
What little girls like that are all about
So you
it down for the ladies
All you girls out there that think you gon' get that quick money and ain't goin' to jail
You better think again
Oh yes,
BITCH
Never thought you'd be on that loser shit
You on some movie shit
Get out the club BITCH
Niggas tryin to holla at you
We want to parlay wit you
ain't goin' (We ain't what?)
I don't like to talk, I like showin'
(I don't like to talk, I like)
I be drinkin' water, boy, I'm gone
And the skin tone be
(Still ain't forgave myself, damn
It's a lotta fucked up shit that go down man,
You don't even know the half)
Man I been in and outta trouble
Okay
My favorite cousin's back in town
We goin' out
We don't know where we're goin'
We goin' out
And we took care of grandma, we held it down
like this my my year
Type of car we don't steer, back seat driver for real
Drop me off at the top, got that key with no lock
Play for the team that I
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