Lyrics:
side
Well make the best of moves
Come on lets ride
Together tonight
The weather is fine you look fly by my side and we got nothing but time
Come
side
Well make the best of moves
Come on lets ride
Together tonight
The weather is fine you look fly by my side and we got nothing but time
Come
few blocks away
I just want to see your pretty face
[Chorus:]
All I'd like to do
Is lay with you tonight
I don't want to hit the club
I want
coat
Where's my bread, sucka?
Grab ya by the throat
Callin' all cars, one-adam-twelve
Pretty ass nigga, you better stick yourself
Militant, don't
DoorDash
You really think you fuckin' with
Hitman? You sure Cass'?
Diz', Goodz, Ars', me
How the fuck you gonna weather the storm?
I'm just judgin off your
hard
First part of a party, that I throw in parts
One minute you playing pool, next minute you throwing darts
But that's how you do with a party that
home
You can hold my hand
When you need to let go
I want a house with a crowded table
And a place by the fire for everyone
Let us take
fucked me up, the hater side was the most crowded
I don't claim clicka, but I do be around it
And when I leave the house, I don't never leave without it
I
khakis I’m locced out
Got naked hoes in a dope house
Put them hoes on a DVD
Show them hoes what this 'pimp bout
I’m pill poppin’ feds is watchin’
I hopped
of
Learning if you not
Gonna teach
We making them
Shake in they
Boots too windy
Too weather
At 4
Give em
4 more with
The tax
Bag it through
Windows while
That's how it starts
We go back to your house
You check the charts
And start to figure it out
And if it's crowded, all the better
Because we
That's how it starts
We go back to your house
You check the charts
And start to figure it out
And if it's crowded, all the better
Because we
Shitting on niggas and ain’t took a doodoo
Thought it was sweet then got froze be like who you
They want to step in my way I won’t let ‘em
FN by best friend
Shitting on niggas and ain’t took a doodoo
Thought it was sweet then got froze be like who you
They want to step in my way I won’t let ‘em
FN by best friend
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
left the crib and then I took a little drive
To get my mind right, the city goes by
While I'm stuck doing nothing with my f**king life
I'm a dying star
you're never sad alone
Though my house is set on high
Doesn't mean that I don't hear you
When you cry I'm right there by your side
When you hurt
(When
hall shit
They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch like a drought but
You gon' get this rain like it's May weather
G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather
the weather's always sunny
Hopin' to count this money
And I can say
Fuck Mondays
For now, I just wake up in my bed
For now, I just chill with my friends
For now,
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
on the back of the jags
But if I'm broke you gone find me with a gat in the mast
[H.A.W.K.]
Down south we smoke hydro and sip syrup
Down south it's boo boo
just like the White House
You best pipe down
You can catch a headcrack like we bringing dice out
Yeah
You can't get with me
Me I'm moving high sadity
Now I'm stuck with a freak and I'm gettin' her wetter
Do you wanna know how I feel to be loved by a real-ass stepper
When I walk in the house, put
a notch or two
With fake vice, playin nice, steady watching you
Impossible, the clock when you.. ain't overtiming
The vivrant ways for crimes
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