Lyrics:
Jersey
Now we can do this a couple of different ways, it really depends
Could give them classic NY jeans over the Timbs
Or I could spit about my car
held accountable, so instead I pass the blame,
besides I wanna live forever like the cast of fame.
serious trouble will pass me by and my life will be
'cause that's what they do
Nuke Mecca, New York, the Vatican too
Give me a bomb, I'll drop it on you
Why stop at only two?
You showed the world just
Lost city of New Orleans, we call him this
(Georgia)
Now
This song is dedicated to the one wit the suit
Thick white skin and his eyes bright blue
Girl turn your ass around, and bring it back
Come here baby, we the niggas you wan be standing by
I'm there, I'm standing on sumthing so hold your
jury be VVSes
Kated by DTSes
Like Khalid shit we the best and
I tell em hoes I don't wanna talk
Just leave a message
Automatic stash boxes so they
Can
learned, but it ain't nothing new
What happened to your funk, did you lose it?
Or did you get juked by Dangerous Music?
We stole all your money, and all
streets, hunnid deep (NLE the Top Shotta got the bombs like Al-Qaeda)
We'll do that
We'll do that, give that boy a blue bag
We'll do that
Hunnid some
On my way to pick up Joyce, she be makin me moist
Givin me head while she hummin, she can play with her voice
And she got nice thighs, a big plump ass
remember
If not, he's human, I'm human, you human, we'll forgive him
God gives him his ultimatum, can't see how momma hates him
He's such a cool ass guy,
Lost city of New Orleans, we call him this
(Georgia)
Now
This song is dedicated to the one wit the suit
Thick white skin and his eyes bright blue
radiation and preventing infection
The stank you smell is my indigestion
I could light a match by your ass
We'd all be on fire this entire match
And while
paid for
Friends they roll
Private jets down to Turks and Caicos
Chrys' case loads
I don't give a shit
Nigga one life to live I can't let a day go
paid for
Friends they roll
Private jets down to Turks and Caicos
Chrys' case loads
I don't give a shit
Nigga one life to live I can't let a day go
your new music cult
You would give us self esteem and motivate our drive
But was in our pockets by the time we count to five
I pray you find
and hopping out
Shell, catch it poppin' out
And I ain't never been a Tom or a Jerry
Pussy or a Rat, pussy on my nutsack
Carry plenty Kenny tats, give me that
gettin' jewels
I tell em' big up, big up! It's a stick up
Stick up! I stick and move!
And that's how we do
So IU, grab the gat and let loose
Yo, rat tat
bitch I did do it
Steal cars Ive been through it
Done that
Played buddy buddy and rob ya like nigga run that
Bum cat, and bone hood rats till they bleed
to go shawty I'm all about that fuckin' bread
Robbed so many niggas I got a ticket on my head
New boy on tha block, so you know my pistol be jerkin'
You
my clothes or something
Multitasking, cooking breakfast
Making a nigga wanna (smack that ass)
See, I met this bitch on Crenshaw
She told me give
trouser dem
Throw a little cheese at the rats
Say we're labbin em, you see I'mma be a bigger cat
Watch me scratch it in, scratch it in, scratch it in
I
or give it up, and like demons
Late night, hear them screamin', "We goin' all out"
We goin' all out, bomb first 'til they fall out
Take them the war
or give it up, and like demons
Late night, hear them screamin', "We goin' all out"
We goin' all out, bomb first 'til they fall out
Take them the war
rap
You come through D-Block you get killed
By these rich, young, black hustlers out the slum
In New York state, bitch, you could get some
Say ahhh,
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