Lyrics:
bitch
Old style that nigga, he gon' slide with a cut lip
Yeah, you finna slice your shit
Yeah, he tryna buck shit
Fuck around, you buck
Buck got me stuck
gotta stay ready
Tell me why all these niggas so petty
They reaching for me but got pennies
I know that my haters wont get me
Roll around on my side, it
then ran through the alley must have been a coward
No more hit 'em up like in the old days
homies scrab with Mack 10s and AKs
that's why I roll by
and I'm filthy rich
And by the way, dude, I been fuckin' your bitch
And I get her buck naked ridin' up in the 'Vette
And every time she see me her pussy get
you, and at times
I might have to check you
All I want from you is a ride or die
Stand by my side sometimes get high
Fly with me to Jamaica
Subtract
Yeah
Yeah
Just like bums, we used to stay
In the slums of LA, by the way
Gang-bangers killin' each other for reps
Sellin' rock cocaine on my
having doubts and I don't think I've had enough
Need the re up, think they know I got some going with my plug
Can't believe I even really came that close
I just go hard in this bitch
A buck in the car with my bitch
These frontos no gars in the whip
I only mob with the clique
I'm off the wok in this
shit
Molotov burning, vampires lurking
The future looks bright with my bros by my side
She tell me she need me she grabbing my thigh
But hey hey, bitch
loves the way I give her the magic
She wants a sugar daddy
She wants me to keep giving her the magic
She loves it cause I can do it all
Why she
the magic
She wants a sugar daddy
She wants me to keep giving her the magic
She loves it cause I can do it all
Why she show up at my door like this
She got
my girl,
Beating the drum of my sorrow cause all i do is wallow,
Misery & pain eats me alive now I’m hollow,
A shell of a man motivated by a plan,
Cause my niggas playing with fire
You don't know me
So don't make me
Make me do something to you
Cause I don't know you
But I'll make you show you
Don't
I can't even stay
All these bitches on me but I don't need 'em
I just need a fucking plug
I just need my drugs, where the dope fiends in the club
Pour
Come from the bottom that's is why I really fuck with the top shii,
They don't know am not the Nigga from last year,
Welcome to my Ep cuz am too
Roll all these js with my Jane
Talk about the money take propane
Side bitch she be grinding on me taking my cocaine
She sacrificed her fame for
(Chorus)
Come here big daddy,
Lemme drain that thang
Give you good head
Lemme brain that thang
Get used to this p***y
Imma train that thang
Pay me real good
just got fucked by a guy so coked up he can't get his cock up but I don't give a fuck cuz he tips me like, what, it was 200 bucks? 'cause he woke my ass
on my name
Cause walls talk, mother fucker and I hear everything
Somebody tell me why they mean mugging
Tell 'em it don't really mean nothing
Listen
champagne (Bring me my bottle please)
They Bring up my name if winning the topic
You want a ring then I am the top pick
Tryna keep sane can't deal with
of nerve
After he done slipped with a lot of birds
That's why I'm digging your man, he's my style
Shaunta, Brandy, uh, Darkchild, what?
You, don't know
play daddy, make moves with me
I'da kept it more than real boo, can't lose with me
Heard he smacked you 'cause you said my name while y'all was sexing
I'm a chaotic human being
My visions are beyond farseeing
And I think I know why, it's because I'm creating
My every future tense with the present
town with the top down
Hear the blicky and it go pow pow
You tryna figure out why you fallin down
Where you at i dont see you around
Pardon me (yeaa)
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