just Get in, get out Get into it Fall out, fall in Fall out of it Get in, get out Get into it Fall out, fall in Fall out of it I've got no business
ATM Dream was to turn my whole block into a CVS Can't trust them broads around the way them bitches DVS Drop it in watch it make it circle like a DVD
Ounce And Call It 24 U Sit On 24s And We Sip On 24s Got The Caddy's Sitten On A Pair Of Gucci Penny Loafs I Get Money Fuck With Bitches That Get Me Mo
Abstract raps simple with a street format Gaze into the sky and measure planets by parallax Check out the retrograde motion, kill the notion Of bitin' and recyclin' and callin' it
girl She talkin to me ... I said lets go get naked She think she gon' get paper (after its all said and done) (chorus) She wanna pop champagne, hot cars and private planes
bad I'm the Devil, I'm Jesus It's Young Money bitch! The game needs us Gudda Gudda, what it is nigga? Kid-Kid Chi, get it how you live nigga My nigga
white mink I got it in New York And this bright link I put it on and walk right out the store Where's my car keys? What am I gon' drive? My Phantom got
to end his life I know it wasn't right I can't even sleep at night Can't get it off my mind I need to get out of sight Fore I end up behind bars What
I'm a dirty cat Sellin' niggaz some chickens, rob 'em get the birdies back Plumber of the game that flood the state In a stretch phantom, with more windows
style, I can spot it. Tryin' real hard to get it, you can forget it, because you don't got it. And my skills are excellent.Diggin' in the Crates and it
no escape from it Should've thought about that shit before you done it Why? I, never wanna die Don't nobody cry for me, it's only murder The lights
no escape from it Should've thought about that shit before you done it Why? I, never wanna die Don't nobody cry for me, it's only murder Dead end no
Ya know your bed? That's me under it Pull the covers over your head, I'ma smother it Then it's back off into the moonlit sky Throw your hatchets high
I need is a game jersey. Nigga nuts and guts get served up when I get it all spittin up, aim sturdy. Cut it up, gut it up with cold cuts with another
It When It Comes To Marijuana Ima Cop A Field Just Try And Get My Proper Meal And Eat My Shit At The Top Of The Hill Thats The Good Side Never Look Back It
't contain it The anthem won't explain it And while that sends you reeling From decimated dreams Your misery and hate will kill us all So paint it black and take it
the wall We gangsta, republicans with them big things, big rings Get your head shot off, daddy you don't believe chains Loose cameras, big hammers, Station Wagon an' blue Phantoms
emphasis is to get it It's Trina Weezie F. Baby Mannie handle the scripts It's all reminiscent to Gladys night in the pips? All my niggas jump around Girls jump on that dick It
