• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Put It On Ya - Plies
• Ol' Lady - Plies
• Bid Long (Aint Comin Home) - Plies
• Me Ho - Plies
• Pd (ft. Gucci Mane) - Plies
• I'm da Man - Plies
• Bed Remix - Plies
• In Luv Wit Money - Plies
• Tryin To Beat Da Odds - Plies
• Shawty Remix - Plies
• Flaw - Plies
• On My Dick - Plies
• Get You Wet - Plies
• Please Excuse My Hands - Plies
• Most Anticipated - Plies
• Chopper Zone - Plies
• I Am The Club - Plies
• Pussy Ass Nigga - Plies
• Becky - Plies
• Water - Plies
• Good D__k - Plies
• Go Off - Plies
• Bid Long - Plies
• Pocket Watchin - Plies
• Rippin' - Plies
• Ride Dick So Good - Plies
• In Love With Money - Plies
• Watch Dis - Plies
• I Kno U Workin - Plies
• Rich Folk - Plies
• Tuck Ya Ice - Plies
• Take Off - Plies
• Hypnotized - Plies
• Committed To Being A Real Nigga - Plies
• 1 Day - Plies
• Murkin' Season - Plies
• Kept It Too Real - Plies
• 100 Years - Plies
• Ain't Comin' Home - Plies
• I Wanna Fuck You (Remix) (Feat. Akon, Snoop) - Plies
• You - Plies
• Mtf - Plies
• We Are Trayvon (trayvon Martin Tribute) - Plies
• Want It Need It - Plies
• Sho My Azz - Plies
• Spend The Night - Plies
• Rob Yo Pussy Ass - Plies
• Get You Wet feat. Pleasure - Plies
• Model - Plies
• Money Straight - Plies

Shorty I wanna know if you come over
If you don't mind girl put your legs up on my shoulders
Don't lie, I can see it in your eyes
You want for you and I to do the freaky things you like
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on ya, put-put-put it on ya
Let's ride around the city, make love in the car
Let's get on the express way, let me tease you ma
And while you drive baby, I wanna taste your tongue
Pull in to rest area, and let me give you some
You ever been driving while your man made you cum?
I wanna hit and stay, I wanna hit and run
Let's pull the car over, and have a little fun
The AC working, so we ain't gotta bun
Can I lick it, can I stick it, can I touch it, can I grab it
Baby tell me can I have it? Ooh wee
Can I rub it, can I flip it, can I hold it, can I get it
Anyway I wanna get it
Shorty I wanna know if you come over
If you don't mind girl put your legs up on my shoulders
Don't lie, I can see it in your eyes
You want for you and I to do the freaky things you like
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on ya, put-put-put it on ya
If that don't work for ya, I got another idea
Ain't nobody home, so gon' come on over here
Let's play hide and seek, in our underwear
I find you, I can get it right there
You find me, then I get bare
Either way we both win, now that's fair
Whatever I gotta do to be with you oh yeah
You my queen, I'm your king, now that's a nice pair
Can I lick it, can I stick it, can I touch it, can I grab it
Baby tell me can I have it? Ooh wee
Can I rub it, can I flip it, can I hold it, can I get it?
Anyway I wanna get it
Shorty I wanna know if you come over
If you don't mind girl put your legs up on my shoulders
Don't lie, I can see it in your eyes
You want for you and I to do those freaky things you like
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on ya, put-put-put it on ya
Let grade you, give you a report card
Your first test is, can you get it hard?
Show me how good you communicate when we start
Today's pop quiz, define your hot spot
Wanna see how good your balance is on top
Give you an A+ if you don't stop
This a big test, you looking kinda shocked
Either you get promoted, or you get dropped
Your final exam, show me your wet box
Ain't no tattle teller, I keep my mouth locked
Make you an honor student, show me you back shot
You passed with flying colors, ooh that's a nice ooh wee
Shorty I wanna know if you come over
If you don't mind girl put your legs up on my shoulders
Don't lie, I can see it in your eyes
You want for you and I to do those freaky things you like
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on girl, when I put-put-put it on ya
When I put-put-put it on ya, put-put-put it on ya, ooh wee

(Plies Talking)
Ay man I heard a couple of niggas around here
who said they don’t like me man
then I got a couple niggas around here brah
who owe me a lil paper
niggas aint answering they phone no mo
that aint no brad and chopper
Imma tell you how imma handle this here man
(Chorus 2X)
Nigga owe me some money he aint gotta pay me
got something for you fuck niggas who playa hatin
nigga claiming he don’t like me but its all gravy
keep playing with me and imma fuck your ol’ lady
(Verse 1)
Make yo bitch leave home and don’t come back
Sit her down in that chevy and change her whole life
Make her hang in the hood and watch me shoot dice
And take her back to the crib and fuck her on 50 stacks
Fo’ you play with me dawg you betta get it right
Tell you straight up homie im playin real trife
Walk up straight in the club nigga wit yo wife
And make her dance in front of me while I drank yak
And let her and her homegirls rock all my ice
And just to piss you off imma let her throw a stack
And everytime you see her imma dress her in something tight
And when you start to miss her imma make you buy ha back
And let her push the whip while I sit in the back
And make yo ho sleep naked wit me all night
And put hickies all over her nigga that’s what she likes
Keep playing with me and I’ll fuck up your whole life
(Chorus 2X)
Nigga owe me some money he aint gotta pay me
got something for you fuck niggas who playa hatin
nigga claiming he don’t like me but its all gravy
keep playing with me and imma fuck your ol’ lady
(Verse 2)
I don’t want yo side ho nigga I want yo main bitch
The one you call babe the one you in love with
Make yo hoe pack yo shit
And make her call you right now and tell you its over wit
befo she hang up the phone she gon tell you she’s plies bitch
And when you call her back gonna have her number switched
And imma fuck her everyday until I get her thick
and Make her put my name on her nails and shit
And keep her hair did fo her and full of dick
I Might move her out the hood nigga just to pick
I know how to make you niggas lose weight real quick
And have you walking round this bitch looking real sick
(Chorus 2X)
Nigga owe me some money he aint gotta pay me
got something for you fuck niggas who playa hatin
nigga claiming he don’t like me but its all gravy

[Plies talking:]
Ay dog dis one here for all mutha fuckin niggaz dats locked up dog
all my niggaz who biddn in prison my nigga a lot of niggaz
fogot about cha but I aint fogot about cha
[Chorus:]
I got some niggaz in prison dat aint comin home and if dey aint
Holdin put a block on ya phone for all da niggaz dey was runnin
Wit done left em lone mutha fuckas foget bout cha when ya bidin
Lone
[Verse 1:]
Wat can a young nigga 19 do wit 40 yrs
Not a mutha fuckin thang but hope fun appears
Dem crackas givin niggaz mo time den dey done lived
Where im from deez crackas hidin niggaz at da crib
I asked my homeboy how da fuck do you do 40
He told me you just do it u don?t think about it
Dem crackas don?t sell licks in prison u gotta think bout it
Well like he told me tyme aint tha thang hurts tha most
The mu fuckas dat forget bout cha that u thought was close
If he had to do it all again he woudnt even take it 2 da doe
I told he aint got to tell me cuz I already kno
He thought he had hiself som soldiers on da front row
Well like told him you aint breakin bread no mo
N deez streets dats all a nigga care 4
Da real niggaz n deez streets r tha all tyme low
And deez hoes n homeboys aint ridin no moe
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
Nobody care about cha when u aint got shit to give
But when ya got it they love ya wen ya out of here
They waz my niggaz when they waz out n they my niggaz now
Right now they need me the most so I got to help em out
I turn my back on dem dat mean im da pussy nigga den
N me bein flaw iz somthin I don?t believe n
Der niggaz everyday that?s gettin lost n da system
Tha fucked up part about dont nobody miss em
Own brother cant even tell me where the crackas shipped em
Told me that wit a straight faze n kept dippin
Im looking at dog like man dis pussy nigga trippin
Ya own brotha ya cant tell me where tha crackas shipped em
Love don?t love nobody da streetz fucked up
Dats why I pray everyday dat I don?t get jammed up
To b honest witcha im scared to find out wats wat
Tha ones that let ya down the ones ya loved so much
[Chorus x2]
Wat happin to niggaz acceptin a couple fone calls
N wat happin to niggaz sendin flicks to dey dawg
Ya dawg down bad right now gone break em off
Ya got to answer hiz calls for yall to even talk
N like yo can call him shitt wen ya wanna talk
Som niggaz doin time right now dat aint dey fault
N dis world it?s a black law n its a white law
A street nigga dawg we don?t die of old age
A street nigga dawg we die 1 or three wayz
We get shot, die n prison , or we die of age
I kno its already written how imma leave ya one day
But all da niggaz locked up I pray 4 ya every day
[Chorus x2]
Ay dawg itz a lot of good mu fuckin niggaz locked up dawg
Its a lot of niggaz dats locked up dat wen dey wuz out of here
My nigga dey took care of a lot of u mu fuckas man
Made sure a lot of yall waz good dawg its a lot of niggaz doin tyme
Becuz of some of da mu fuckas out here dawg
N now wen a nigga get locked up man
Yall cant make sure dawg got cantine money
Yall cant make sure yall send dawg flicks man
Yall cant cept dawg fone calls man
Ya put a block on da phone cuz ya fuckin anotha nigga man
Dawg keep it real wit ya self homie
If dawg looked out 4 ya n took care of u my nigga
For 2 3 years while u waz out of here dawg
The atleast u can do iz take care of dawg 2 or 3 yrs dawg

[Chorus:]
I'm talkin' slow ho, cause I'm drunk ho,
I've been balling in dis bitch since I hit the door ho
I'm the shit ho, I'm tellin you what I know ho
N ain't none of these pussy ass niggas me ho!
[X2]
I'm on this bottle bitch thinkin bout a lot of shit
I'm thinking Keri right now fuck a model bitch
I'm with my squad hold deez niggas like the rope bitch
They like a peel in dey drink or in they nose bitch
I'm in the corner with my shooters on some low shit
We sittn there talking bout money n sum mo shit
When you on dat hoe shit, we own that dough shit
Don't ask us bout it nigger cause we don't no shit
If you ain't broke bread then don't you pow shit
And don't you grab on me got on my new shit
N since I feel good, I brought the shooters out...
N since the haters out I brought the goons out...
[Chorus:]
I'm talkin' slow ho, cause I'm drunk ho,
I've been balling in dis bitch since I hit the door ho
I'm the shit ho, I'm tellin you what I know ho
N ain't none of these pussy ass niggas me ho!
[X2]
I'm getting loose now, but ain't slipping bruh
Dem hoes bounced on him, cause he ain't tipping, bruh
I got the dang on me walking like I'm limpin bro
I'm powin straight gas, but ain't sipping, bro
Bitch I'm in grind mode gotta get dis cash bro
You better fly straight, or you gonna be missing, bro
It be packed that, the whole club swole...
Gotta get my shine on, before this bitch closes
You got a man, ho, but he ain't me, ho
I ain't petty nigger, look at the key ho
He ain't like me, I know you wanna be, ho
He all off brand nigger, I'ma G, ho
[Chorus:]
I'm talkin' slow ho, cause I'm drunk ho,
I've been balling in dis bitch since I hit the door ho
I'm the shit ho, I'm tellin you what I know ho
N ain't none of these pussy ass niggas me ho!
[X2]
I got the male own me lookin like the post man
We are all da gangstas at lets hav a toast man
I've been goin hard, my whole body numb
Send me a goody pile feel like I need one
I get the bottles hit me hard me to leave hhun
My niggers smoked out, they're blowing tree hhunn
They all standin round looking like some leaves hhun
All street niggers look like we're in the league hhun
[Chorus:]
I'm talkin' slow ho, cause I'm drunk ho,
I've been balling in dis bitch since I hit the door ho
I'm the shit ho, I'm tellin you what I know ho
N ain't none of these pussy ass niggas me ho!

[Hook: Plies]
You a real tall glass of water
Just looking at you make me thirsty
Oh Lord & she the preacher's daughter
But still I want her in the worst way
She shouldn't have came her in the first place
Special occasion is her birthday
I swear to God I'm glad I caught her
Come blow the candles out baby
[Plies: Vrs. 1.]
Ok, ok, ok, And im up ok, ok, Glamorous ok, ok
She's the preacher's daughter, but I'm a ghetto star
She ain't going nowhere, (why) because I didn't beat her raw
Hooked her on the first shot, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar,
I let her play Chloe; I just play Lamar,
She just hit my cell cause she done left her bra
I, I, I got her on quavo
Got her with her shorts off, looking at her vajayo
Driving with my fingers crossed hope I don't go to hell
I, I, I got her rolling
I, I got her losing focus
Hook:
[Gucci: Vrs.2]
She like a devil in a red dress
I wanna get her in my incents
And plus I was just too fresh
She was flirting getting too fresh
She the preacher daughter on the alter
But, I spoil her like her father
I school her like a toddler
She with Gucci, so don't bother
I go harder and grind harder
I ride hard as she loving my persona
The aroma, a Kush ammonia
It's what she smells and I can't keep my hands off her
Hook:
[Plies: Vrs. 3.]
Red plus she bowlegged, a cherry no pit
Caught on the 6 for later on the 6
One thing I can say about her, shawty take a stick
She was greener than a motherfucker, I got her talking slick
She get it from her momma, all in the hips
I love walking behind her, so I can see her twist
I think I hit her kidneys the last time I ripped
I felt kind of bad though, so I left her a tip
Her Becky on steroids, that's little momma gift
She don't like to drink it strong though, so I just let her sip
4 o'clock in the morning, that liquor'll have you stiff
But that's my little baby she know how to make a grip

[Verse 1:]
Went to sleep real Woke up realer
Goon affiliated ex drug dealer
Resume solid Street cred bigger
Click full of soldiers All of us killers
Never seen one I'm what they call a real nigga
Pocket full of cash Body full of liquor
Put my whips on it Bet he ain't triller
If I don't know ya homie Hand on pistols
[Chorus:]
You lookin at da man
Stacks and rubber bands (yup)
Action for the cameras
You can ask the fans cause
They say I'm da man
Watch me pull my pants (up)
Watch me do my dance (yup)
Stacks and rubber bands (yup)
You lookin at da man
Whip bout 22's
Toating when I move
Askin what it do
You lookin at da man
Watch me pull my pants (up)
Watch me do my dance (yup)
Stacks and rubber bands (yup)
[Verse 2]
Key to the city Name carry weight
I don't fuck with niggas Most of em fake
You wet behind the ears jumped off the porch late
Where I'm from homie Home of the goons aid
Came up slow All off of shake
Grandma dyin Hard to be straight
Just left court My dog lost his case
They gave him life homie All for them 28
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Product of the hood Came from the gutta
Been through it all Still remain a hustla
Ride or die homie Before I fuckin struggle
Choppa game serious Got it from my brother
Learn the hard way Streets don't love ya
Snitchin at a high Dope game in trouble
Whip game shaky den you gone suffa
I'm da man homie Can't deny it sucka
[Chorus]

[Plies: speaks]
It's Plies baby, let me go tuck 'em in
My baby just called me and told me to cum put her to sleep
She said her period just went off, feel like she in heat
I been feinding for her, I couldn't touch her all week
I told her to get naked and be waiting on top of the sheets
I wanted her so bad when I've seen her I didn't have time to speak
I told her on my shoulders is where I wanna see her feet
I put a pillow behind the headboard so it wouldn't squeak
And put her hands around my waist and told her push me deep
I told her I'm gonna work with her all night until she on
I can feel her nails in my back that's how I know I'm beating
I put my ear to mouth I love to hear her breathing
I can tell she almost at her peek by the way she's screaming
I feel her wetness on my stomach and I'm the reason
She's clutching the sheets and running I'm tryna keep her even
Whispered in her ear if you don't nut I ain't leaving
She went from moaning to shaking and now she's sleeping
[Chorus:]
I wanna put my fingers through your hair
wrap me up in your legs
And love you till your eyes roll back
I'm tryna put you to bed, bed, bed
I'm gonna put you to bed, bed, bed
Then I'm gonna rock your body
Turn you over
Love is war
I'm your soldier
Touching you like it's our first time
I'ma put you to bed, bed, bed
I'ma put you to bed, bed, bed
[Verse 1:]
Girl, change into that Victoria Secret thing that I like
Alright
OK, tonight you're having me your way
Perfume, spray it there
Put our love in the air
Now put me right next to you
Finna raise the temp in the room
First rub my back like you do
Right there, uh-uh, right there uh
You touch me like you care
Now stop
And let me repay you for the week that you've been through
Working that 9-5 and staying cute, like you do
oh, oh, oh
[Pre-Chorus:]
I love it (I love it)
You love it (you love it)
Everytime (everytime)
We're touching (we're touching)
I want it (I want it)
You want it (you want it)
I'll see you (see you)
In the morning (in the morning)
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
I'm staring at you while you sleep
Irreplaceable beauty
Put my face up in your neck and breathe (aww, breathe)
Take you into my senses
Wake up, it's time to finish
Round two, it's round two
Matter of fact it's closer to three
She's like, "how long I been sleep?"
Shorty, kisses turn into the sweetest things
Like give it to me
And I can feel her tell me
My angel this is wonderful
Thanks, for letting me bless you
Come down, fly, right, drift back into heaven
Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh
[Pre-Chorus]
[Chorus]
[Bridge:]
Watch the sunlight peak over the horizon
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
The sun ain't the only thing that's shining
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Now, I'ma send you out into the world with my love
Tell everybody aye, everybody aye, aye [x10]
[Chorus]

(feat. T.I.)
Ay homie, Man My Grandma Told Me Dog, Plies Sit Down Sumwhere Money Ain't Everythang. I Told Her Shitd How U Kno U Ain't Neva Had Nutn
[Chorus:]
I'm Allergic To Broke, I'm Addicted To Stuntin', I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes N I'm N Luv Wit Money, Im N Love Wit Money(Money), Im N Love Wit Money(Money), Im N Luv Wit Money(Money), Im N Luv Wit Money(Money).
[Verse 1:] Plies
Call Me What U Want Bet U Can't Call Me Broke. You Pussy Ass Niggas Yall Who I Hustle For. U In Dese Street N U Ain't Getn Money U A Joke! I Got Fuck Up Money Nigga Money To Blow! U Throw Yours In Da Air I Throw Mines On Da Flo'. U Talk About Money I Kno How To Get It Though. I'ma Get Money N I'ma Die Two Thangs For Sho'. U Either Sell Dope Or Rob U Kno How It Go. I Grind For 20 Hours Nigga N Sleep 4. I Got Da 26's I Want DA 8's Though. I Got Five WHips I Want Five Mo'. I'm N Luv Wit Money Muthafuck A Hoe!
[Chorus: x2]
I'm Allergic To Broke, I'm Addicted To Stuntin', I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes N I'm N Luv Wit Money, Im N Love Wit Money(Money), Im N Love Wit Money(Money), Im N Luv Wit Money(Money), Im N Luv Wit Money(Money).
[Verse 2: T.I.]
Everythang From Dis Dro I Blow, Da 24's I Sit. Up Under Dis New Whip I Can't Get It From A Bitch. U Kno Da First Gone Cum N Da Bills Be Due. One Day Da ? Gone Cum N Til Dey Do Im Gone Get, Meals On Top Of Meals. Damn How A Hata Feel. Dey Talkin About It, Im Tryna Get It Forreal. Hey Dey Pretendin About It But I Can Get It Forreal. I Done Slung Every Drug U Can Deal.(Yeah) Plenty Times I Could've Been Killed, But Not Only Did I Live U Should See How Niggas Live. Gotta Water Flood Problem, Dey Both Back At Her Crib, Move In Wit Denzel N Da Nigga Actin Forreal. I Used To Not Have It To Spend But Now I Got It To Give. 96 Impala N Challengin Niggas To Steal. My Neck Gone Swell, Everythang On Chill. Ima Ball Til I Fall Keyword UNTIL. Yeah.
[Chorus: x2]
I'm Allergic To Broke, I'm Addicted To Stuntin', I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes N I'm N Luv Wit Money, Im N Love Wit Money(Money), Im N Love Wit Money(Money), Im N Luv Wit Money(Money), Im N Luv Wit Money(Money).
[Verse 3: Plies]
If U Can Count It N Ya Hands U Ain't Got Enough. I Want A Money Machine To Count Mines Brah. I'm Tired Of Da Shoe Box I Wanna See Money Trucks. U Everythang Wit Money Witout It Ya Fuck! Talk To A Broke Nigga I Bet His Lyf Rough, Talk To A Rich Nigga I Bet He Cheer Ya Up. I Don't Need No Homeboys I Need My Pockets Stuffed. Cuz Im Runnin Out Of Time Nigga Im N A Rush. Cuz Its A Fucked Up Feeling To Ya Pockets Touch. U Gettin A Quarter Now, U Shoot For A Bird. U Got Ya First Stack Now Hustle For A Third. Cuz Money Make Da World Go Round If U Ain't Heard. If I EVa Go To Prison Money Gone Be Da Reason. And If Im Lyin God, Stop me From Breathin. Im Tryin To Live Good, Homie Im Tired Of Strugglin' N To Be Honest Wit Ya Dog Im Tired Of Hustlin'.
[Chorus: x2]
I'm Allergic To Broke, I'm Addicted To Stuntin', I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes N I'm N Luv Wit Money, Im N Love Wit Money(Money), Im N Love Wit Money(Money), Im N Luv Wit Money(Money), Im N Luv Wit Money(Money).

Plies - Tryin To beat Da Odds
chorus
They say one outta ten blacks
we gonna die behind bars
say we was born in the ghetto
and we aint gonna make it far
ain't know avoiding getting killed
was never gonna be this hard
to keep it real wit you my nigga
Im just tryna beat the odds
Im just tryna beat the odds
Im just tryna beat the odds
They say one outta ten blacks
we gonna die behind bars
say we was born in the ghetto
and we aint gonna make it far
to keep it real wit you my nigga
Im just tryna beat the odds
Im just tryna beat the odds
Niggaz don't wanna see me with shit
the white man don't either
thats why I ride everyday
drank my liqour and smoke my reefer
the mexicans the only muthafuckers they put beneath us
I guess if ya poor and white
the world don't fuck with ya neither
I get it I understand
Im black so I aint equal
when you from the hood tho
that shit run a lil deeper
ain't one muthafucker in my hood
that ever became a doctor
ain't one body in my family
who done ever became a lawyer
my daddy sold dope
that shit hard not to follow
my mamma did her best
but she had her own problems
my brother a two time looser
thats a whole nother saga
every nigga in my click
at some point was a robber
its hard to think different
cause shit im from the projects
as soon as you make a lil money
gotta spend it fightin charges
ain't put somethin a hunid
so I can live with caution
Im just tryna make sure
my wins out win my loses
chorus
It's a thousand niggaz that die
for every one nigga that make it out
My homie can't even read
but do his thang wit them pots
his momma been dead
his daddy smoke rocks
He can't get a job
some might say
its his own fault
sometimes situations can change
what you was taught
My mama and daddy was together
I wonder where I would be
cause most of the shit I know now
I learned it from the streets
cause being a certain color it attracks the police
and when you live in certain areas
you can never get peace
my mammas biggest fear
is me dying in these streets
but if I ain't up in it
how the fuck im gone eat
Its sad to say but nobody
in my family got a degree
a nigga played ball
and droppped out for the streets
and got involved in hustlin
and got in to deep
and shit got on my head
and nigga couldn't even see
the streets ain't the army
but I wanna be all I can be
chorus
I just got one wish
before they drop me in the casket
to wake up one mornin
and see my momma happy
I wanna salute God
for all the bad shit that happened
cause everythang that went wrong
now i understand it
protect me from my enemies
protect me when I was trappin
He left when i was little
but I still forgive my daddy
the world done got rough
everythang done got drastic
I'm just a black man
thats the color of my fabric
if im ever gone make it
the hustle I got to marry
the road done been rough
but I refuse to let it trap me
I done made some mistakes
but shit I ain't embarrassed
I gotta beat the odds
cause one day I'm gone perish
chorus
They say one outta ten blacks
we gonna die behind bars
say we was born in the ghetto
and we aint gonna make it far
ain't know avoiding getting killed
was never gonna be this hard
to keep it real wit you my nigga
Im just tryna beat the odds
Im just tryna beat the odds
Im just tryna beat the odds
They say one outta ten blacks
we gonna die behind bars
say we was born in the ghetto
and we aint gonna make it far
to keep it real wit you my nigga
Im just tryna beat the odds

Plies Baby, Lemme see if I can do it again homie,
Dis time I'm gonna do it with my little homie pleasure and trey songs on dis one baby
You got me saying
My, my, my, my, my, my, my
Shawty looks good tonight
Look at my shawty, look at my shawty, look at my shawty yea yeah
From the first time we made love I knew you was my shawty
And when I did that pitch You always had my back
'cause you are my Shawty
That's why I don't mind caking up with you
'cause you are my Shawty
Girl I love all the freaky things we do
'cause you are my Shawty
I don't call her shawty no mo I call ha my buss it baby
Told if she ever gave it to me I was gonna run ha crazy
Gave ha some of dis sweet meat Now I got ha craving
Felt sorry for my baby how I left ha shaking
Told ha don't move let me wipe you off baby Kissed ha in ha mouth and told ha I love how she take it
Put ha head on my chest and fell asleep necked She was shy when I met ha Now she participating
Keep the lights on so I can see that she amazing Sexy as hell I love to watch ha while she
bathing Come and wake me up to help ha when she shaving She my buss it baby She smile when I say it
She got me saying
My, my, my, my, my, my, my
Shawty looks good tonight
Look at my shawty, look at my shawty, look at my shawty yea yeah
From the first time we made love I knew you was my shawty
And when I did that pitch You always had my back 'cause you are my Shawty
That's why I don't mind caking up with you
'cause you are my Shawty
Girl I love all the freaky things we do
'cause you are my Shawty
You know she bad 'cause she walk with ha nose in the air
She fine in everything
Don't even matter what she wear
To get ha started I just run my fingers through ha hair
You know it's mine 'cause she let me give it to ha bare
I broke bread with ha just to show ha a goon care
What I love about bay she turn me on anywhere
You know she bad shit You can't help but stare
I know I had ha when she told me bay I don't share
I told ha me neither I don't put my tongue everywhere
She asked me was it good to me I told ha
HELL YEA I had to teach ha a little bit I took ha from a square
I put my stamp on it It's all mine I made it clear
She got me saying
My, my, my, my, my, my, my
Shawty looks good tonight
Look at my shawty, look at my shawty, look at my shawty yea yeah
From the first time we made love I knew you was my shawty
And when I did that pitch
You always had my back
'cause you are my Shawty
That's why I don't mind caking up with you
'cause you are my Shawty
Girl I love all the freaky things we do
'cause you are my Shawty...Shawty we can do it all night
We can do it all day Shawty want you come and let me get some of your foreplay
We can do it all night

If you flaw bruh I don't fuck wit you at all
If wouldn't give a damn if you some kin to me bruh
I don't fuck wit them niggas them nigga jus flaw
They aint bout that life them niggas jus soft
Them niggas like hoes them niggas jus talk
I don't fuck wit no niggas no niggas thats flaw
I don't fuck wit them niggas them nigga jus flaw
They aint bout that life them niggas jus soft
Them niggas like hoes them niggas jus talk
I don't fuck wit no niggas no niggas thats flaw
You can be my dawg n I don't even care
If you flaw you flaw n I don't fuck wit them there
I fuck wit real ass niggas I don fuck wit nothin else
I don't know what you heard but its real over here
Niggas solid niggas bust niggas kill over here
If you ain't bout that life you cant chill over here
Niggas goonin niggas gettin it how they live over here
On yac on dro on pills over here
All my niggas dawg got skills over here
Mothafuck yall niggas how we feel over here
My whole life cuz been real over here
You flaw ass niggas couldn't live over here
I don't fuck wit them niggas them nigga jus flaw
They aint bout that life them niggas jus soft
Them niggas like hoes them niggas jus talk
I don't fuck wit no niggas no niggas thats flaw
I don't fuck wit them niggas them nigga jus flaw
They ain't bout that life them niggas jus soft
Them niggas like hoes them niggas jus talk
I don't fuck wit no niggas no niggas thats flaw
Ol hatin ass nigga you flaw my nigga
When you ready my lets go ima dog you nigga
Keep mine on deck aint gotta call my niggas
When you ready lets run it don't stall my nigga
Don't give a fuck where im at ima ball my nigga
Ill breed my goons they dogs my nigga
You beef wit one of us you beef wit all us nigga
You gettin way more flawer it don't get no realer
Its way more pussys and than any ol killas
Y'all niggas jus talkin ol flaw ass nigga
My homeboy send em through the car my nigga
This close range shit never far my nigga
I don't fuck wit them niggas them nigga jus flaw
They aint bout that life them niggas jus soft
Them niggas like hoes them niggas jus talk
I don't fuck wit no niggas no niggas thats flaw
I don't fuck wit them niggas them nigga jus flaw
They aint bout that life them niggas jus soft
Them niggas like hoes them niggas jus talk
I don't fuck wit no niggas no niggas thats flaw
If you ain't bout that life get the fuck out my face
Where I'm from pussy niggas get a k in they face
Real nigga ima live it til they drop my grave
You aint never did shit nigga you really aint made
I ain't never been flaw not in none of my days
I don't talk it you do it thats how a nigga raised
I'm dolo nigga how the fuck i slide
Got tools ridin wit me goddamn i lied
Cross me lil nigga ima put it in ya life
Niggas get up on ya ass n put that tool in ya side
There ain't a nigga in these streets gone take my pride
You flaw ass niggas fucked up my vibe
I don't fuck wit you fake ass niggas thats real
Them hands dont shake pussy nigga thats real
If he flaw he a snake nigga thats real
N I don't fuck wit any nigga outta here who ain't real
I don't fuck wit them niggas them nigga jus flaw
They ain't bout that life them niggas jus soft
Them niggas like hoes them niggas jus talk
I don't fuck wit no niggas no niggas thats flaw
I don't fuck wit them niggas them nigga jus flaw
They aint bout that life them niggas jus soft
Them niggas like hoes them niggas jus talk

Bra if yo cash ain't right, right now dawg shit just fucked up right now dawg u done took
A lost when a bitch don't wanna give you nothing dawg telling you dawg u can make something happen
My money looking funny nigga just making it barely shit ain't how it use to be nigga ain't
Fronting the package gotta choke me a bitch outta something I gotta have it I'm on my
Dick dawg gotta make something happen
When a nigga money fucked up it's hard for him to think straight
Seem like a nigga life in park when he ain't got cake
First thing that cross a bitch mind shid he gotta take
U can stay broke forever or u can make a shape
Cause when u broke bitch talk to u any kinda way
U on ya dick bitch don't wanna here shit u gotta say
If u ain't built for this street shit den get out the way
Cause when a nigga broke everybody's fucking gravy
U either get money out chere or u fucking hate
U think a nigga gone give u something den keep waiting
U betta suck up yo mufucking pride and chase it
Cause when a nigga broke he ain't pose to have patients
My money looking funny nigga just making it barely shit ain't how it use to be nigga ain't
Fronting the package gotta choke me a bitch outta something I gotta have it I'm on my
Dick dawg gotta make something happen
I don't kno if god trying to punish me or my luck just bad
I don't kno which one of em it is but I need some fucking cash
I rather be in prison broke then out here without a stash
They say when it rains it purs then how will it last
Before I let it rain on me I'm a let a bitch crash
With all black on chie 5 and ske mask
The streets judge off wat u got not wat u had
I took a lost and it hurt me fucked me up bad
It ain't no feeling in the world like loosing ya last
I ain't got no choice I'm fucked up gotta bounce back
Seems like it take forever to get to get it but u can loose it fast
I rather a mufucka vist me while sitting behind a glass
My money looking funny nigga just making it barely shit ain't how it use to be nigga ain't
Fronting the package gotta choke me a bitch outta something I gotta have it I'm on my
Dick dawg gotta make something happen
The nigga that invented robbing I bet he was broke
Cause when u fucked up out her it ain't no fucking joke
And all bets off when a nigga money low
A nigga willing to take chances he ain't neva took before
And willing to cross a mufucka for the love of the dough
I can't fault nigga cause I done did that shit before
If u gone take it just be ready to play it how it go
It's every nigga for self this shit cut throat
I bet I past me a nigga for he past me tho
For every nigga balling it's a hundred niggas hunting
I don't kno if he told but these yung niggas thuggin
So why u outta balling it's some niggas riding lucky
My money looking funny nigga just making it barely shit ain't how it use to be nigga ain't
Fronting the package gotta choke me a bitch outta something I gotta have it I'm on my

(feat. Pleasure)
[Intro x2:]
Bet if i suck on dat pussy dat'll get you wet
An rub my hand on dat clit dat'll get you wet
And rub my tounge down ya neck dat'll get you wet
bet if i suck on dem tities bet dat'll get you wet
[Chorus: Pleasure]
I wanna lick you up (baby)
I wanna lick you down (baby)
I wanna make you scream (baby)
I wanna make you shout (baby)
I wanna put it in yo guts (baby)
I wanna make you nut (baby)
cuz all i wanna do is, cuz all i wanna do is
[Verse 1: Plies]
dont wanna fuck up ya panties you betta take em off
finna play wit dat pussy till i get ya moist, I cant fuck ya when ya dry cuz dat'll turn me off
if i can smell it den baby i dont put it in my mouth
i wanna suck on dem tities cuz dey look soft, n do me a favor an keep ya legs uncrossed so i can lay on ya dick out boxers off got ya bitin on ya lip
cause ya cant talk, and after i give you dis dick i bet i'll change ya walk an ima play wit ya clique want you ta pull it out
get ya wet first den fuck ya to akoma long as ya pussy stay wet i can fuck ya how i wanna
[Hook x2: Plies]
Bet if i suck on dat pussy dat'll get you wet
An rub my hand on dat clit dat'll get you wet
And rub my tounge down ya neck dat'll get you wet
bet if i suck on dem tities bet dat'll get you wet
[Chorus: Pleasure]
I wanna lick you up (baby)
I wanna lick you down (baby)
I wanna make you scream (baby)
I wanna make you shout (baby)
I wanna put it in yo guts (baby)
I wanna make you nut (baby)
cuz all i wanna do is, cuz all i wanna do is
[Verse 2: Plies]
If i cant hear dat pussy smackin it aint wet enough, need to be able to hear it when i got you in a buck
need to see dat pink shinin when i open up pussy full of juices hittin nuttin but guts, gotta be able to get you leekin before i fuck and got to get you
off first before i neven nut i love ta run down on a broad dat got a soaker super wet pussy you can hear it when you stroke her, nigga whole stomach be
wet when its over gotta throw away my sheets cuz she left a puddle
wet pussy wit no smell a muthafucka
pussy so wet feel like she pissed on her self pussy already drippin she aint need my help gotta fuck her on da floor she leek everywhere
you can nut and go to sleep i dont even care a street nigga wet pussy good for his health
[Hook x2: Plies]
Bet if i suck on dat pussy dat'll get you wet
An rub my hand on dat clit dat'll get you wet
And rub my tounge down ya neck dat'll get you wet
bet if i suck on dem tities bet dat'll get you wet
[Chorus: Pleasure]
I wanna lick you up (baby)
I wanna lick you down (baby)
I wanna make you scream (baby)
I wanna make you shout (baby)
I wanna put it in yo guts (baby)
I wanna make you nut (baby)

What?s ha?enin? baby?
Let ya lil' whoa Plies tell you what?s goin? on wit a man
My hands been gettin? me in a lot of trouble lately so
Please excuse my hands
They just wanna touch
They just wanna feel
They don?t mean no harm
Baby, just excuse my hands
Baby, please excuse my hands
I apologize, they have a one track mind
To squeeze on your behind
Baby, just excuse my hands
Please excuse my hands
Wit my hands I can make you do a lot of things
Have you engagin? in some activities you can?t explain
Leave my fingerprints on every inch yo? damn frame
Wit this one finger I can make you get off the chain
Get that lick, gimme my hands, they get they own brains
They wanna touch ya, they wanna rub ya, they wanna feel yo? frame
Run my hands through yo? hair and go against yo? grain
Let me message ya baby and help ya ease ya pain
You wanna get comfortable?
Take your shorts off, I can help you change
Wanna take my hands off, but I can?t, they just gon? call yo' name
If I can?t squeeze and I can?t hold ya it don?t feel the same
It ain?t my fault baby, my hands' the one to blame
Please excuse my hands
They just wanna touch
They just wanna feel
They don?t mean no harm
Baby, just excuse my hands
Baby, please excuse my hands
I apologize, they have a one track mind
To squeeze on your behind
Baby, just excuse my hands
Please excuse my hands
I?ma do ya like this and do ya like that
I promise you gon? like the way I touch on you
So jump up in dis Benz and let the seat back
I promise you gon' like da way I feel on you
I?m do ya ?til yo? body say ?ooh?
I?ma do it til yo' mouth breathes ?no more?
I said, ?Excuse my hands,? she said "Boy stop playin?
Come make love to yo' number one fan, hello"
(Please excuse my hands)
Before I kiss ya or make love to ya, I wanna touch
Can you please face the wall? You 'bout to get strip searched
My hands talkin? to me, they want now what?s under yo' skirt
Let me be the one that do the honors, help you wit yo? shirt
My hands don?t like to be unemployed, they like to work
I been told my hands a little mannish, they like to flirt
God knows women the sexy thing he put on this Earth
My hand cravin? yo' little sweet body and it?s gettin' worse
I wanna thank you and your body for helpin? me write this verse
My hands'll never leave yo? body, baby they so loyal
Do me a favor, look on the dresser and grab that baby oil
Ain?t got to be the one that do it, my hands gon? spoil ya
Please excuse my hands
They just wanna touch
They just wanna feel
They don?t mean no harm
Baby, just excuse my hands
Baby, please excuse my hands
I apologize, they have a one track mind
To squeeze on your behind
Baby, just excuse my hands
Please excuse my hands
Keep doin? it, keep doin? it, keep doin? it to me
Keep doin? it, keep doin? it, I swear I?ll never leave
Keep doin? it, keep doin? it, keep doin? it shawty shawty
Woke up in the spot
Oh yeah the boy?s on fire