ice and cash from the nigga [Chorus x4] Put it on a nigga Put it on a nigga Put it on Put it on and shitted on a nigga Fuck the glitter, im bigga
pounds and berretas (uh) Yeah faggot, if I want it I'm gon' have it Regardless if it's handed to me or I gotta grab it Don't make a ass outta yourself
? Put your money on the table and get your math on Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on See you later Dog, I'ma get my stash on There's a bed
out, I'll keep it moving and tryna get out, Somehow. Black girl.... Raised by a mama who, who, Hates her baby father so, so She dont have a problem with, with, Saying fuck a nigga
know a nigga rep that Westside (Westside!) Westside, Westside! So te-te-tell who the freshest of 'em all? They claimin' that they fresh, they ain't fresher than my balls A nigga
niggaz got a long way to go to catch the PMD Aiyyo we put you to the test, put it through your chest Make a motherfucker catch a cardiac arrest Live
your how with hot tea Niggas flashin' back money like it's they money Slap 500 on back of a three-twenty I'm bringin' it to any nigga tryin' to shoot
can you live?) You can live good for 6 years But then it's football numbers First take 36 ounces of coke Mixing it with water in a pot on the stove
cock heavily niggas that'd arm rob seventy niggas You know murderin' niggas you want doe, they servin' you niggas Stay on fifth, gettin' swervin' on niggas
Put your money on the table and get your math on Break it down, split it up, get your laugh on See you later Dog, I'ma get my stash on There's a
where the cops is, nigga CNN, Network Channel 10, yo, it's all reality I'm in it to win it, sit back picture that Yo respect it, the legacy'll never
ancients with a drum Come along you can hum along or run along Sing a song if you wanna sing a song This meta-lyrical poet will surely put it on I don
the Bahamas for shows to get paid [J.T. The Bigga Figga] Come on, ease on down, ease on down This funky tack the Fast One done layed down Sipping on Crown Royal, I done found a
don't give a fuck who you is nigga, fuck what you got I don't give a fuck how you live shawty, fuck who you shot I don't give a fuck if you had a 30-pack
formal invite You should just come on to me, girl It's been a long time since I put Kelis out I made a VA put it on a honey gran B-side Pen for the
and a body get's off the chain, So I put a leash on it, if I go low baby don't speak on me, Ride like a horse mama hop up on it, Looking in her eyes I
seein' my child It's like everyday I wake up, another drama It's a wonder I'm alive, survivin' this karma If I can hold on to my private life for five
already platinum Skating, ass mister, money making, ass mister That 'Star Trak' sign getting way damn bigger Put Snoop in a Coupe, I put Slim in a slab I put
