Lyrics:
wanna know what's up with 'pone I'm okay
I'm back with Jose for that free tony
You got a check then gimme that
I draw nine's and ten's just like pitty
K H U N ခွန် is not lemonade
Yeah, Washington Uzi (Umm)
Ayy-Ayy Yeah
What's Da Matter
What's Da Matter
What's Da Matter (Aww) (Woo)
What's Da Matter
crowded, we should go (hey)
Telly got rooms, but I got more
Rooms ain't enough
Come on, baby girl, that's what's up (that's what's up)
One-one more drink
I don't really do what they told me
Asiko mi ré
Owo ti wolé
I don't really do what they told me
Asiko mi ré
Owo ti wolé
Owo ti wolé
Owo ti wolé
I
Owo ti dey
Just my lady by me
Love my baby by me
And I don’t wanna see no other lady by me
Just my lady by me
You can bank on me say my trust’s
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
Because Michael noskcaJ squeezed up on some little kid's balls
What you consider drama
Ain't all that, it's just that you're wack
We can intergalactic
what you say or what you do
When I'm alone, I'd rather be with you
Fuck these other niggas, I'll be right by your side
'Til 3005, hol' up (hol' up
Tis the Christmas Time
All my homies so fly
We connect like Wi-Fi
I know it's Christmas time and all but we can still turn up right?
This my present
that slow lane, what is your whole name?
I forgot this hoe name, I'll call her Louise Lane
Up on that boulevard, twenty fours rotate
Ice Cube comin'
down my ego
Every day a tí stay by my side
I'll drag a tí down
Until a tí can't remember who a tí are
Better stick to tu foundations
There's no need
niggas stay on top
Pac's life
(Everybody needs to chill)
Everybody talkin' 'bout Pac's life
(Why y'all niggas all up in my shit?)
What do you know
fingers up
What's up
My past has been forgiven and done
You can't undo what's been redeemed by the Son
Yeah tell em guess what
Sometimes I stray from
to bitches
Bitch made sister, made ho by the mister
Broke by my fist-a, I'm fed up
Head up with conclusions
Mass confusion from the words we be usin
Or choosin
[T.I.]
Hey! Hey! Hey!
[Chorus: Pharrell Williams (T.I.)]
(But she's a freak though)
She got angel eyes, wit the baby face
(But she's a freak
Baby, give me the ki's, give me the weed
Give me the G's, give me the MAC-10
Let me see happenin'
To me, these niggas laggin'
What's up, Boss B, you
And we ballin', for all the toys is what we hoppin' out
My feary side, where we ride and we all fly high
In the AM G5's, so twist ya fingers up and bang
do?
I pulled a bomb from my shoe (hahahahaha)
And exploded the trunk (blaooww) I woke up half drunk
Over looked by a bunch of gypsies wit a bag
do?
I pulled a bomb from my shoe (hahahahaha)
And exploded the trunk (blaooww) I woke up half drunk
Over looked by a bunch of gypsies wit a bag
irrelevant and invisible
Out on the the dancefloor
I'm the oldest person of them all
And what is this
I can no longer handle booze
Is it time to hang up my
irrelevant and invisible
Out on the the dancefloor
I'm the oldest person of them all
And what is this
I can no longer handle booze
Is it time to hang up my
Yes sir
So baby tell me what's up
Baby what's up
So baby tell me what's up
Baby what's up
So baby tell me what's up
Baby what's up
So baby tell me
, what what
What, what, what what
I'm gonna rock some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket
I'm, I'm, I'm hunting, looking for a come up, this is
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