Lyrics:
niggas in a super traps
Man we gotta get it, have it by Sunday
If it ain't by Sunday
We gon' get it Monday
If it ain't by Tuesday
Then it's fucking
pretty naughty
And she got me in her feeling like I’m in
Heaven
I just wanna hit it slow
Ma baby know, I’m on the roll yah
I just wanna let you know
That
could go on, but I'll only boast in you
This ain't all glitz and glamour
There's sufferings and persecutions
Sometimes I feel so useless
Wasting my time
Caddie
You could be my big daddy
Take it slowly heaven hold me
Rather be in your Caddie
You could be my big daddy
I spend quality time
Cute face
know (That you see why)
You can call me Ackerman. I always achieve high
Yaa got a pineapple under the sea
My house has drip and it's been seen by
Gotta survive by myself
But at the same time get wealth
Won't put my gun on the shelf
It keeps me livin' like heaven
But when the shit jumps I'm
Ready
Yo, one two one two
Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang
It's the Wu, creepin' in the shadows
Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang
(Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang)
"Oh
Yo, one two one two
Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang
It's the Wu, creepin' in the shadows
Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang
(Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang, Wu, Tang)
"Oh
better kneel
When you see me comin
Big Scoob got em runnin
Sex when I flex I catch
Wreck on the world tour
With dough in my pockets big
Like the Biscuit's
emotionally
But how in the fuck am I not supposed to be woke
When these fuckers just keep poking me? Now
I'm leaving Heaven
I'm leaving Heaven
Angels
making this breathtaking shit out of the
shit we make. then, it ain't shit no more, all taken
and gone in us by us in charter at the nature theater
(Got the beat by Powers and we just made a banger)
Uh, get your mans
If you switchin' up then tell me in advance (yeah, ayy)
Sticky hold, red
cooperating with God
By accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and savior
And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days
We'll see you next time
the sun rise
Burn your enterprise today husbands and wives
Become Bonnie and Clyde, carry 4-5's in these last days
In time, same shit inside
Funny you're the broken one
But I'm the only one who needed saving
Yeah
Cause when you never see the light
It's hard to know which one of use is
zones, I'm a bust rounds on see I'm a Jones
And I put it down like Cedric fame by Louisiana up in the dome
See I'm blown but usually I'm foolie when
that we made it
By way of blood I'll go up when my souls taken
I diddy bop through these city blocks
Rest In Peace Pac. Rest In Peace Pops
As beat drops
when I'm in control
Shut up bitch this a robbery
Shorty love it, I'm a teaser
Looking at me for a blessing
Slap it Four times on the clit
Girl it's about
Gave you my heart
But you gave it back
I gave it to money it's not coming back
Don't have no time for the snakes and the rats
If I say I love you
We all wanna ride and we all wanna shine
In the whip with the suicide doors
Maybe they call 'em that cause
Once you got it all what do you want for?
a Mac-10
And rather live the life of crime
With my Bed-Stuy connection connected in two
It's liable to start shit too wild for you
Peace to, Baisley, Forty-P
muderin' as many niggas as possible
Makin' heaven a hospital, and where I'm from it?s highly probable
In a Benny, reefa roller, street patroller stackin'
close your eyes"
Now it's Pharrell's turn to
Spin a track-in-progress
They listen, bobbing their heads slightly
Occasionally both bursting into song
When
to heaven
But that's how it is when you live in a war zone
Tryna gain respect 'cause you did it on your own
Ya every night smokin, snortin, huffin, poppin,
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