Lyrics:
their lives will get better
I wanna get a room in New Orleans
I wanna sing in the streets of the French Quarter
I wanna dress up, I wanna wear beads
The homies wanna know where you are
The homies wanna know where you are
The homies wanna know where you are
The homies wanna know where you are
I reminisce
drill with my bruce
R14 rap or road, I can't do both
But it gets so hard to choose
Rap could take me outta the hood
But all I really wanna do is shoot
But
Chaka Khan, Chaka Khan, Chaka Chaka Khan
Chaka Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka Khan
I said let me rock you that's all I wanna do
Chaka
Chaka Khan, Chaka Khan, Chaka Chaka Khan
Chaka Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka Khan
I said let me rock you that's all I wanna do
Chaka
got a problem get you swallowed like a chaser
Model on my arm, no homey I don't have to pay her
All I have to do is tell her where I want to take
to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
Man I pull up in your city and get my Bush
leg
Do not fuck with the kid, I get busy with the Sig
I come where you live, ya dig?
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money,
flags up, yes sir
You a burr that don't mean you dress fly
A lot of people hittin' on me, mad to see me on
You grouch, Oscar, Academy Award
I can play
Francis, M to the iz-H phenomenal
Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal
Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp
Francis, M to the iz-H phenomenal
Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal
Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp
With you I feel clive
I'm loosing track of time
Can't get you off my mind
Some day ima make you Mine
(Ima make you mine)
Yeah,
Where ever you wanna go
her, I'll eat her
Do anything to please her
My ghetto queen of Sheba
I'm the type that'll get you by the fireplace
Get you hype when I lick it, put
go low, I go high, I go high, I go high
When you go low, I go high, to get by, to get by
Sometimes (sometimes, sometimes) I don't wanna be nice
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
I wanna roll
wanna chief
wanna smoke me a blunt
I wanna get fucked up
wanna smoke (wanna smoke)
wanna choke (wanna choke)
wanna get fucked up
I
and pray
Oh
Where would I be, where would I be
Without you by my side?
Where would I be, where would I be
Without you standing by?
Makes me wanna
'm lazy
Wanna have my baby, ain't gone get me locked down
I can't get locked, hold my glock
Ima come down, hustlin rocks on my block
Cause they gone
Need to get a lot of
Stuff off my chest i want everyone
To know that your dreams
Are not invalid this is
An autobiography of ideology, I need to do
face at
And the MAC 11 tucked in where da 12 gauge at
When I was 13 had 14 grams of ajax
Turned 15 start spitting 16s
Of straight crack
By 17, 18th
can't go where I go
And none of them can't educate me about dough
You can't educate me about bagging up food
Shut ya mout' and don't get rude
None
know
Where I'm gonna go!
Even tho I know what I want!
(What I want)
Get up off yo fucking ass bruh!
Get off of me! (get up off yo ass bruh)
Get all that
rock out
Im a slug when I wake up
And I can be a grouch now
And then I have a great Eyedea with some abilities
Then I get hieroglyphic and forget I'm me
homey get in
Gloccs of Velveeta, yep, I'm off the meter
Ride by and see you with my hands on a h***
Wanna be like the O but you act like a ***
Gotta lot
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