Lyrics:
imposters
A lotta y'all rappers suck to me
And you wouldn't have a deal if
It was up to me
But it ain't so, do what ya do
Same way Pac shut niggas down
I can
with me
Dudes thirsty, staring at these perky titties.
I aint tranna be cuffed up
Yeah he talking to me but that Henny is what's up
Yall, it's a whole
it
Don't let the heat up out the house
U heard what mama said
That's not being a spontaneous
Looniest zaniest, tazmanious orangutan
Talkin wit aliens
(Lil Mario) Yo what up world if I F*** wit ya Im stuck wit ya Its that boy OG LIL McRIO Yo Young Tyme Capo talk to em
(Chorus) (Flip5 TYme)
If I
Yeah yeah ohh ohh
Yeah yeah ohh ohh
Yeah yeah ohh ohh
It is a dream, you cannot mess wit the beam
You cannot mess wit the beam
It is a dream,you
hey, hey, hey, hey
Boom!! it's on, bitch nigga we'll rock yo' room
Boom!! bitch what's happnin'? (what?!)
Boom!! bitch what's happnin'? (what
more I'm through with my practical (No way)
They told me drills influential (Naaa)
Oh fuck that it's coincidental (Fuck it)
Oh fuck what's wrong with
J's on my feet, Lacoste shirt, Glock in my pouch
If it ain't about no money, what is it about
I used to jump up in the booth when they had doubt
Now
OooYa Wit by Terry (Isaiah) Johnson feat. Starling Newsome
Written by Terry Johnson, Theresa Trigg, Starling Newsome - BMI
INTRO: We call
a couple blocks
(all that man, I need a fo, a deuce)
It started in that temp, flippin' mid's by them O-Z's
On the hill wit that shit from a custom
like she left some' (got some)
Uh, in the club with the lights off
What you actin' shy for?
Come and show me that you're
Wit 'it, wit' it, wit' it
on
Avoid the confusion they won't hit my phone (aye)
I'm tryna give you the real
Boy let me know what's the deal on the pop out
Is you wit it, is you wit it
Real Badman
Nah, I got y'all fool this time hit it
Doing wit it
Tell me what you're doing
Tell me, tell me what you're doing wit it
Tell me what
In the casino spending Gs pulling levers back
Tryna hit the jackpot like Chingy album
It's only thorough people that I keep around
Bet nobody play
Pass it off wit the ice
Don't believe all the hype (2017 shit)
Better run the red light
Nigga get hit by Lil' Freaky
We get them sticks from Lil'
wheezing, yeah
Pull up and we get to squeezing, yeah (Ayy)
That boy ain't bool, that's no kizzy, yeah
That boy can't bool wit' us
That boy ain't bool wit' us
Ya'll Can't Fuck Wit Us, At All
We Can Go To War For Years
Let's Do It Man (Our Grandsons Could Get It On) Its Nuffin
Let's Do It
[Cam'Ron]
Yo
Yeah, Alkaholiks!
J-Ro, Tash, E-Swift
That's right
We're not done
Uh-uh, c'mon
Ain't it drunk
King, Tee, he drink wit us
Defari, he drink
Alright, okay
How you feel?
Feeling great
What ya want?
I wan' do it to death, what's up wit' you?
You know my steez
True indeed
Say it loud
Black
' it, we wit' it
I'm wit' it, wit' it
Swagholly' wit' it, we wit' it
I'm wit' it, wit' it
Little bitch ask me who all I
Came with, I'm like hold up
I know
Woah
Woah, yeah
Woah, yeah yeah
Woah
(Why would they be bout it?) Woah
(These niggas ain't wit me!) Ugh
(Why would they be bout it?) Woah, yeah
wit Visas
Sip yo tea cups
Yelling from the bleachers
To ta change the light you gotta reach up
I clean house don't get you sweeped up
It's time ta reup
so bad (hey)
I was going to get bags police all on my ass (yeah)
They can keep the gas run it up and show my ass (yeah)
Shake that ass wit no class
put you on yall gon say yall wit ittt
Asking everyday like what's life? Gotta give it meaning if I wanna keep going
If a nigga lived in the past life
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