Lyrics:
like to do shit close doors
I get superstitious when you wit us and you cross poles
Like where they loyalty at i'm like who knows sneaking from
I'm from Houston so I get high like astronaut
I'm not in no band but when I pop out you know we gon rock
Get the money swift like Taylor
I could Skip
(Oooooooooooooooooooo)
Woooh
She Got Her Bags By The Door Nop
Wait Baby Slow Down
Dont Walk Out Of That Door
Nooo!
I Dun Made Her Past Mad Now!
Her Tears Fallin From Her
take it from me
You know the currency gone soon as you break a twenty
So I ain't down if you ain't talkin that band language
Dear Lord, I'm tryna buy
to hide
It is all glamour from here
It is tainted with fear
Hear the sound clearly
Don't leave me dearly
I need you by my side
While I am on trial
Waiting
swing Bentley door
Blow smoke through the roof
Everything got a cost
They gone need something on you (Paperwork)
Picture me in '93
I'm the only man I see
Militainment and that boy N.O.
Phantom windows down so the wind gone blow
On that hang hang gria, you should already know that
I'm a G, I'm a G
Always live
fly niggas call me Jim baker from Ohio
To Texas we so infectious ATL to STL is going to be hard to catch us I'm talking
Bout weed, pills,sipping
Got a bad little bitch in the A
Like some pins bitch you all in the way
Dick her down she be gone by tomorrow
But why you still shopping at Zara
Spug
said (alright)
And I live by the coast of Nostra Cit' (yeah)
Fuck around I'll knock your shoulder from your head (nigga)
Get it right I'm a soldier
The reason why I'm by your house
You threw your briefcase all on the couch
I plan on creeping through your
Damn door and blowing out
Every piece of your brain
Yeah where I'm from, they shooting out all weekend
It's Uptown nigga, lay your ass down nigga
Across the 'Stead, shooting them canons and spit crazy
Out of town from Houston and Memphis
And I never gave a fuck and I never did
Fuck with y'all so I kept my distance
Just me and my day-ones
shines forth from behind
A door beyond description
Blood and scratches mark the door from ages of abuse
I'm confused no more, for above the door
Is
trip he live right on the end of yo block,
Mhm yea, that n**** live right down the street from you,
Sex offender on the level three drug,
Convicted
trip he live right on the end of yo block,
Mhm yea, that n**** live right down the street from you,
Sex offender on the level three drug,
Convicted
papers
Don't trip he live right on the end of yo block,
Mhm yea, that nigga live right down the street from you,
Sex offender on the level three drug,
three
Centimeters outward past where
Her eyes end her eyelashes are even and
Delicate, like wisps from a dandelion
And I can't recall if I've ever seen
won't killed when on
Bitch come and dust my throne
Stand from grandmother's porch to
My executive Porsche
Now I'm driving through London alone
With
David Ruffin
Back again like walking on
The helicopter padding
And no work if we ain't taking budgets
Tough crowd but I'm cut from it
Can't stand you but
Choppers out when I jump out the car, fresh like a dead body
3-0 in my 4-0, fuck 54 'cause bitch I'm 6-0
Hit from the back, bitch, let my dick go
Like
you, I traveled on when hope
was gone to keep a rendezvous.
Say, I knew somewhere, sometime,
somehow, you would look at me
and I would see the smile
Finesse is live on the mic so come and see him
With the new flavor, that's why I'm gonna stay fly
It won't hurt to lounge and drop by and say hi
So too
in and out of Houston Hobby so much, I'm a hobbyist
Hoes waitin' on Cench in the lobby, that boy a lobbyist
Savage got a green card straight out
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