Lyrics:
feel them thangs
If you want it, you can get it baby
You know you need to get low
Duck Down! (Duck Down!)
Yea we gettin' set to get rid of y'all that's
got pity for you lames
Sitting pretty in the game, in the city that I claim
Yo, the city is mine (Which one?)
T-O-R-O-N-T-O
D-R-A-K-E that's me
got pity for you lames
Sitting pretty in the game, in the city that I claim
Yo, the city is mine (Which one?)
T-O-R-O-N-T-O
D-R-A-K-E that's me
me some paper
My FAM need that paper
We gonna get it by any means
I'm stay straight like a spleen
I'm your majesty, you're the deva
Your after
You can give all the love in the world
They still gon change on ya
Mmmm
I learned that shit from my main homie
That’s y I been Ridin by myself with
through that door
And I can hear exactly what she'll say
Well, has anybody here see sweet thang?
I got a notion he'll be headed this a way
'Cause when
You don't say
You don't say much
You don't say that much
And I love kids jumping on my lap
Speaking like you got two mouths
Half a brain for each
got some drank from that boy with that bird
And you know we just hooked up on some syrup
Now you know we gone, goin real strong
I thinkin ride far, I
change up like the season is so tragic (It's so tragic)
Got betrayed by my dawg so I keep a ratchet (Keep that thang on me)
How you say you down to ride
It ain't nothing but a Christmas thang
Who ready for the holidays
Yea by the tree where we hang
Santa Clause be the name that pay me
So you all know
busting rubber bands
You don't got it
You don't get it
Then you don't understand
Give a fuck bout how you feel
Tell that bitch I'm riding trill
Why you
Niggas got rips in they jeans man I started that
Hood by air man I started that
Niggas claim they the God of black
Well your name is purple I'm the God
groovin'
We kept it movin', we was ready to do it (Right)
But you know I'm goin' through it
And ain't feelin' this rap thing right now
They got me
song
Cryin' for the life of you gone
Just me and my destiny let's roll, let's roll
[Chorus]
[Wish]
When I lost my Uncle Charlie a part
wiv me)
Just another young nigga havin thangs made (I gots ta have it)
Loud house and chains and swangin thangs (All my stuff here like that)
Just
since the word go
Yeah you know this flow cold Eskimo
Whipping chickens got that sauce buffalo
I done lost some friends by the way
I done bought a new
like Timbaland
By time that I'm finished, she wanna do it again
Oh, you nasty. Think I got the memo
Girl I be lasting. Every mags extendo
She suck me
Swiss da Goon
Desperation dun worn off
Dont fuck with knock off
Stop looking hard, When we hit the yard
Better pray to GOD
Dont end shit that you
to you, that?s what finna do
Girl you in my house, my tongue in your mouth
My fourplay better then ok, no dought
We got our own thing, see you are my bitch
must
Got it out for me
I told that motherfucker grip up
Grip up nigga grip up, grip up
And I'll be waitin' right here
When you slip up
Uh 'cause after
Aha , you know what I mean?
Word up, just want to bring em to it real
Real rugged like, uhh, man
Make me feel like I'm method out and all that
you?
Because i cannot get you off my mind, i'm like why?
While i'm ridin' 'round the city, touch the sky,im like why?
Miss my uncle so much, i try not
back my mojo Im back in the dojo with/
Sensei
Got a lil booty I told that bih bend that thang over you cam here to/
Security kick em up out of my section
them my Kings
Teyo with the Halo
Light Bright that’s my main Guy
Baby Girl Love Uncle Ray
One of the reasons I got to stay This way
I can never do no
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