Lyrics:
though
The loud wild off the gate, don't need your molly
As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr. Charlie
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie
I got
though
The loud wild off the gate, don't need your molly
As a git, you scraped the candy, Mr. Charlie
Nowadays I ride a foreign by Mr. Charlie
I got
tell me that I can't hear
Go on tell me that my mama use to e on welfare
Sticks and stones may break my bones
but names could neva hurt me Mr. Hater
I'm Ready
Detroit born and raised
Eastside 7mile
I spent most of my days
Mom and pop split ways
To westside I reside
The zip code a lie
To go
I SEE HER NAME ON THE SCREEN JOINING IN RIGHT NOW/
GAS CAME BY THE POUND, CHAMPAGNE BY THE ROUND, ALL THAT RA RA SHIT AINT NOTHIN TO A BOSS FIGURE,
Man look
I’m Mr. Jody
Just leave me alone
I say I ain’t with the beef
That’s for petty niggas that’s under paid
Grind or lose the weight
I know how
from that Woodlawn Park
Now young Aminé pushin' push to start
Mr. Yellowman got himself a lil' jam
Made my fetty in Japan, 'cause I do this shit for
feat. Lil Zane, Montell Jordan
Intro [T-Bone (Lil Zane)]
Ahh, for shiggity
Mr. Boney Bone Corleone, Lil Zane
And the one and only busta
I was raised by hustlers pimps and loccs
Bitch nigga where you get yo traits at
World on wheels rollin
Where you learn to skate at
Bitch nigga where
missions l
Yea I'm onna rise tryna count hella digits
Lil shordy down to ride I call her my lil mrs
Swear I need you by side cause when you not I really miss
professor aquafina
Let me put you on some game take you out the bleachers
Closed mouths don't get fed you are not a speaker
I can tell by your bread and your
crazy by the pool side. Who now gone get live on the Westside, who now gone get live on the Southside. Who now gone get live on the Eastide, who now gone
rivals
I was riding skibo
Made me think about my home
I'm a lil westside nigga from the 29
Know a few neighborhood niggas know a few slimes
I was on my
your head, like I got your ass on record
Tune, don't be so cruel, Tune don't be so rude
Nah, fuck that, fuck these lil niggas, fuck these lil dudes
By
Light brown nice skin
Lil moma can I be ya friend
Hate gone come around just hold me down
Right by my side
In his pocket only lent
Ok tell him match
the lobby floor
I sign by the X, and get them O's
Tha-that's a kiss
People that just don't give a fuck
Tha-tha-tha-that's my niche, woo
My niggas rolling
Yooooo
Its Mr.CatchMeIfYouCan
Trynna make this ginger bread
Boy i been the man
Stop playing
How you hating and a fan
Im leveling up
You understand
(The Butcher)
Y'all niggas should know by now that Griselda the flag
We the biggest (biggest)
Yeah
I don't know nobody this hungry, I don't know
to jelly
Ever since i got my racks up niggas trynna come and kick it lionel messi
Shawty know she be petty got a lil spanish mami givin head like a becky
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
Cool and Dre
Back on the motherfuckin' Westside
L.A.X niggas, yeah
Y'all know who the fuck I am
I'm free as a motherfuckin' bird, I swear
Disappear
and everyday we gettin high wit weed
We ride wit G's and movin on up from O's to ki's
(Big Pimp)
I was that'same pimp that y'all use to call
hey lil fat daddy
really like it raw
In the closet like the rider type of whore
By the shore, I pulled a trick on her
But I'm collect any fix when I put the dick on her
really like it raw
In the closet like the rider type of whore
By the shore, I pulled a trick on her
But I'm collect any fix when I put the dick on her
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