Keep Talkin Dawg, Gon Make Me Rob Yo Pussy Ass
Aint Gon Wack U, Fuck Nigga, Only Want Cha Cash
U Lamer Den A Bitch Ole Soft Ass
Keep Talkin U Gon Make Me Rob Yo Pussy Ass
[Verse 1:]
U A Fuck Nigga And Everybody Know U Soft
Niggas Done Bent Cha Up 100 Times Damn U Soft
U A Professional Talker All U Do Is Talk
U Know How Ta Act Like U Bout It U Aint Never Got Off
Get A Couple Fuck Niggas Round Ya And U Try To Floss
Nigga, Catch It By Ya Self And U Act Lost
Soon Ass I Catch U Flaggin Ima Break Ya Off
And I Dont Care If Its In The Broad Day Or In The Dark
[Chorus x2]
Keep Talkin Dawg, Gon Make Me Rob Yo Pussy Ass
Aint Gon Wack U, Fuck Nigga, Only Want Cha Cash
U Lamer Den A Bitch Ole Soft Ass
Keep Talkin U Gon Make Me Rob Yo Pussy Ass
[Verse 2:]
Dont Take A Nigga Shit To Jump In That Monkey Suit
And Drop That Ski Down And Make That Choppa Do Wut It Do
U See A Nigga Joggin Wit Dem Cannons Dont Act Stupid
U Fuck Round And Panic And Buck If Ya Want To
And Ima Let All Hundred Of Dese Hollow Points Loose
Cuz Real Goons Dont Talk Real Goons Shoot
Keep Runnin Ima Bust Ya MuthaFuckin Head
Since U Wanna Play Like U Thuggin Ima Make U Red
And Fill Ya Lil Soft Pussy Ass Up Wit Lead
U Dont Hang Out Late Night Pussy You Scared
But U Get Round Dem Hoes And Try Ta Talk Big
U Just 1 Fuck Nigga, Dawg, I Gotta Get
[Chorus x2]
Keep Talkin Dawg,Gon Make Me Rob Yo Pussy Ass
Aint Gon Wack U, Fuck Nigga,Only Want Cha Cash
U Lamer Den A Bitch Ole Soft Ass
Keep Talkin U Gon Make Me Rob Yo Pussy Ass
[Verse 3:]
Ole Pussy Ass Nigga Dawg U Aint Spose To Be Out Chea
U Spose To Be On Tha Porch Where U Been The Last 10 Years
U Think U Is Nigga But U Aint In Da Clear
Make U Think Shit So we can Get Ya Out here
As Soon U Think Shit Gravy Get Cha Ass Flipped
Im Tryna Putcha In The Newspaper Off The RIP
That Fakin Like U Tough Done Got A Lot Of Niggas Killed
And How The Fuck Niggas Be The Ones Wit The Most Lip
U Wanna Be Bout It Dawg But Dat Aint How Ya Built
Niggas Slapped Ya Wit Da Pistol Dawg And Ya Dipped
Plies, Dawg Me And You Aint Cut From The Same Quilt
It Aint Gon Take Nun But One Time For U Ta Slip
And Ima Max Ya Ass Out Wit Da Whole Clip
I Wanna Run Down On Ya Wen Ya Witcha Dawgs
Run Up On Ya Ass N Giv It On All Yall
Yall Ready Kno Wut Im Bout U Kno How Im Rockin Dawg
[Chorus: Till End]
Keep Talkin Dawg,Gon Make Me Rob Yo Pussy Ass
Aint Gon Wack U Fuck Nigga, Only Want Cha Cash
(feat. T.I.)
Ay homie, Man My Grandma Told Me Dog,
Plies Sit Down Sumwhere Bwoi Money Ain't Everythang.
I Told Her Shit How you Kno you Ain't Neva Had Nun
[Chorus:]
I'm Allergic To Broke,
I'm Addicted To Stuntin',
I'm Infatuated Wit Hoes
Nd I'm N Luv Wit Money,
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love 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
Nd I'm N Luv Wit Money,
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love 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 Hurs
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 Property,
Dey Both Back At Her Crib,
Movie 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
Nd I'm N Luv Wit Money,
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love 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
Nd I'm N Luv Wit Money,
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money),
Im in Love Wit Money(Money).
(intro x2:)
bet if i suck on dat pussy bet dat'll get you wet
an rub my hand on dat clit bet dat'll get you wet
and rub my tongue down ya neck bet dat'll get wet
bet if i suck on dem tities bet dat'll get you wet
(chorus: Pleausre)
i wanna lick you up baby (baby)
i wanna lick you down baby (baby)
i wanna make you scream baby (baby)
i wanna make you shout baby (baby)
i wanna put it in yo gut baby (baby)
i wanna make you nut baby (babby)
cause all i wanna do is, cause all i wanna do is
(verse:1 Plies)
don't wanna fuck up yo panties you betta take em off
finna play wit dat pussy till i get ya moist
i can't fuck ya when ya dry cuz dat'll turn me off
if i can smell it den baby i don't put it in my mouth
i wanna suck on them titties cuz they look soft
an do me a favor and keep ya legs uncrossed
so i can lay on ya dick *got* boxers off, got ya bitin on ya lip cuz ya can't talk, and after i give ya dis dick i bet i'll change ya walk, an ima play wit ya clit want ya to pull it out
get you wet first then fuck ya *into a coma* long as ya pussy stay wet i can fuck ya how i wanna
(hook: 2x)
(chorus: Pleasure)
(verse: 2)
if i can't hear dat pussy smackin'it ain't wet enough
need to be able to hear it when i got you in a buck
need to see that pink shinnin when i open her up
pussy full of juices nigga hittin nuthin 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 it's over had to 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 don't even care a street nigga wet pussy good for his health
[Hook x2: Plies]
Bet if i suck on dat pussy *bet* dat'll get you wet
An rub my hand on dat clit *bet* dat'll get you wet
And rub my tounge down ya neck *bet* 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
(Chorus)
Tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that, ice in
You aint, you aint, iced out
Tuck, tuck that ice in
I shine like a lighthouse
Tuck, tuck that ice in,
you ain't, you ain't iced
Lights on, lights off
I shine like a lighthouse
tuck, tuck that, ice in
You aint, you aint, iced out
Tuck, tuck that ice in
I shine like a lighthouse
Tuck, tuck that ice in,
you ain't, you ain't iced
Lights on, lights off
I shine like a lighthouse
(TRICK DADDY)
My shit is platinum,
these assholes wearin' white gold
See I'm to smart for this cause,
all my shit paid for
And why should I rent a house,
when I can huy it and write it off
Make it my Florida home for the summer,
round winter time just rent it out
See I ain't none of them,
who ride around on rented rims
Change on the weekend,
and floss in him mama's Benz
See when I hit the scene,
I be so fresh so clean
White fitted, white tee,
ain't nan nigga like me
What kind of shit you on,
wearin' fuckin' rhinestones
Them cubic zirconia son,
Them ain't fuckin' diamonds,
So you gonna fuck around,
and get gangrene at the arm
Who'd rob and kill one,
over some mother-fuckin' slum
Your chain is crazy,
that shit for gazey
and it ain't real,
unless its copper or stainless steel
So whoever made it...
you shouldn't have paid it
Twenty grand for a watch
thats fuckin' gold plated!
(Chorus)
(BABY)
16 out the house,
17 gold mouth,
18 on the block,
Nigga got them thangs out,
Birdman stunna, nigga we don't sit in jail
Real n(Chorus)
Tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that, ice in
You aint, you aint, iced out
Tuck, tuck that ice in
I shine like a lighthouse
Tuck, tuck that ice in,
you ain't, you ain't iced
Lights on, lights off
I shine like a lighthouse
tuck, tuck that, ice in
You aint, you aint, iced out
Tuck, tuck that ice in
I shine like a lighthouse
Tuck, tuck that ice in,
you ain't, you ain't iced
Lights on, lights off
I shine like a lighthouse
(TRICK DADDY)
My shit is platinum,
these assholes wearin' white gold
See I'm to smart for this cause,
all my shit paid for
And why should I rent a house,
when I can huy it and write it off
Make it my Florida home for the summer,
round winter time just rent it out
See I ain't none of them,
who ride around on rented rims
Change on the weekend,
and floss in him mama's Benz
See when I hit the scene,
I be so fresh so clean
White fitted, white tee,
ain't nan nigga like me
What kind of shit you on,
wearin' fuckin' rhinestones
Them cubic zirconia son,
Them ain't fuckin' diamonds,
So you gonna fuck around,
and get gangrene at the arm
Who'd rob and kill one,
over some mother-fuckin' slum
Your chain is crazy,
that shit for gazey
and it ain't real,
unless its copper or stainless steel
So whoever made it...
you shouldn't have paid it
Twenty grand for a watch
thats fuckin' gold plated!
(Chorus)
(BABY)
16 out the house,
17 gold mouth,
18 on the block,
Nigga got them thangs out,
Birdman stunna, nigga we don't sit in jail
Real nigga's do real thangs,
you know we make bail
Trick hit me on the cell,
know I gotta make a sale
Found myself in Dade County,
Nigga's movin' pounds of bail
So fresh,so bright with the ice,
Nigga you could loose your life playing with the bright lights! Yea,
Cali got my back,
I'm strapped nigga and prephase,
doin' it big, poppin' bottles, N*** the g-way
Black handles, black ice, we'll get it right
for a cheap price nigga that cutter'll get your mind right,
M.O.B. to a bitch,
made my hood rich
Quick cash, young money, it's that uptown shit,
ballin'one them bitches,
shock callin' on them bitches,
Two million on some ice and some cars on them bitches
(Chorus)
(TRICK DADDY)
They asked the kid the difference between mine and his,
See my shit blindin'
his shit don't shine,
cause that shit ain't real
His gemstones, they fruity pebbles,
just like Flinstones,
and he had his "Roley" on,
but I ain't even notice his arm,
but his diamonds cloudy,
and he ain't shiny,
and I heard his shit "Tick Tick Tickin'"
Oh man, this nigga trippin!
See we poppin' bottles and smokin bugga,
actin' cocky
Big thangs with fat pockets,
wearing seventy-thousand dollar watches
My overseas friends,
are breakin' thangs in,
Invest in a smaller hit town,
shakin', bakin'and breakin' it down
We gettin' top dollar,
cause we got that top powder
Hoes slob on our johnson,
cause johnson got that best powder
We call a grand a dollar,
we gettin' money holla
Rollin' hard with five fives,
real fucking street ballers
I did five trucks since the first quarter,
I'm on the right path at this rate,
I'll be sellin' slabs by the halfs
(Chorus)
(Chorus)
Tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that,
tuck, tuck that, ice in
You aint, you aint, iced out
Tuck, tuck that ice in
I shine like a lighthouse
Tuck, tuck that ice in,
you ain't, you ain't iced
Lights on, lights off
I shine like a lighthouse
tuck, tuck that, ice in
You aint, you aint, iced out
Tuck, tuck that ice in
I shine like a lighthouse
Tuck, tuck that ice in,
you ain't, you ain't iced
Lights on, lights off
I shine like a lighthouse
(TRICK DADDY)
My shit is platinum,
these assholes wearin' white gold
See I'm to smart for this cause,
all my shit paid for
And why should I rent a house,
when I can huy it and write it off
Make it my Florida home for the summer,
round winter time just rent it out
See I ain't none of them,
who ride around on rented rims
Change on the weekend,
and floss in him mama's Benz
See when I hit the scene,
I be so fresh so clean
White fitted, white tee,
ain't nan nigga like me
What kind of shit you on,
wearin' fuckin' rhinestones
Them cubic zirconia son,
Them ain't fuckin' diamonds,
So you gonna fuck around,
and get gangrene at the arm
Who'd rob and kill one,
over some mother-fuckin' slum
Your chain is crazy,
that shit for gazey
and it ain't real,
unless its copper or stainless steel
So whoever made it...
you shouldn't have paid it
Twenty grand for a watch
thats fuckin' gold plated!
(Chorus)
(BABY)
16 out the house,
17 gold mouth,
18 on the block,
Nigga got them thangs out,
Birdman stunna, nigga we don't sit in jail
Real nigga's do real thangs,
you know we make bail
Trick hit me on the cell,
know I gotta make a sale
Found myself in Dade County,
Nigga's movin' pounds of bail
So fresh,so bright with the ice,
Nigga you could loose your life playing with the bright lights! Yea,
Cali got my back,
I'm strapped nigga and prephase,
doin' it big, poppin' bottles, Nigga the g-way
Black handles, black ice, we'll get it right
for a cheap price nigga that cutter'll get your mind right,
M.O.B. to a bitch,
made my hood rich
Quick cash, young money, it's that uptown shit,
ballin'one them bitches,
shock callin' on them bitches,
Two million on some ice and some cars on them bitches
(Chorus)
(TRICK DADDY)
They asked the kid the difference between mine and his,
See my shit blindin'
his shit don't shine,
cause that shit ain't real
His gemstones, they fruity pebbles,
just like Flinstones,
and he had his "Roley" on,
but I ain't even notice his arm,
but his diamonds cloudy,
and he ain't shiny,
and I heard his shit "Tick Tick Tickin'"
Oh man, this nigga trippin!
See we poppin' bottles and smokin bugga,
actin' cocky
Big thangs with fat pockets,
wearing seventy-thousand dollar watches
My overseas friends,
are breakin' thangs in,
Invest in a smaller hit town,
shakin', bakin'and breakin' it down
We gettin' top dollar,
cause we got that top powder
Hoes slob on our johnson,
cause johnson got that best powder
We call a grand a dollar,
we gettin' money holla
Rollin' hard with five fives,
real fucking street ballers
I did five trucks since the first quarter,
I'm on the right path at this rate,
I'll be sellin' slabs by the halfs
(Chorus)
Nigga's do real thangs,
you know we make bail
Trick hit me on the cell,
know I gotta make a sale
Found myself in Dane County,
Nigga's movin' pounds of bail
So fresh,so bright with the ice,
Nigga you could loose your life playing with the bright lights! Yea,
Cali got my back,
I'm strapped nigga and prephase,
doin' it big, poppin' bottles, N*** the g-way
Black handles, black ice, we'll get it right
for a cheap price nigga that cutter'll get your mind right,
M.O.B. to a bitch,
made my hood rich
Quick cash, young money, it's that uptown shit,
ballin'one them bitches,
shock callin' on them bitches,
Two million on some ice and some cars on them bitches
(Chorus)
(TRICK DADDY)
They asked the kid the difference between mine and his,
See my shit blindin'
his shit don't shine,
cause that shit ain't real
His gemstones, they fruity pebbles,
just like Flinstones,
and he had his "Roley" on,
but I ain't even notice his arm,
but his diamonds cloudy,
and he ain't shiny,
and I heard his shit "Tick Tick Tickin'"
Oh man, this nigga trippin!
See we poppin' bottles and smokin bugga,
actin' cocky
Big thangs with fat pockets,
wearing seventy-thousand dollar watches
My overseas friends,
are breakin' thangs in,
Invest in a smaller hit town,
shakin', bakin'and breakin' it down
We gettin' top dollar,
cause we got that top powder
Hoes slob on our johnson,
cause johnson got that best powder
We call a grand a dollar,
we gettin' money holla
Rollin' hard with five fives,
real fucking street ballers
I did five trucks since the first quarter,
I'm on the right path at this rate,
I'll be sellin' slabs by the halfs
(Chorus)
VERSE:
IM FINNA G0 TAKE 0FF
DATS 0NLY IF Y0U WANT ME T0
BAY IM A F**K Y0U IF Y0U WANT ME T0
G0NE HEAD I LIKE IT RUFF LET ME SUCK YA TITTIES
&+ I KN0W IT FEELS G00D WHEN I PUT THAT DICK IN IT
Y0U LIKE IT RUFF.. SHIT HELL LETS D0 IT THEN
TAKE IT 0FF &+ G0NE HEAD &+ LET ME PUT IT IN
CH0RUS:
WE FINNA TAKE 0FF
FINNA SH0W Y0U H0W TAH RIDE
F**K Y0U FR0M THE BACK, THEN SIDE TAH SIDE
I LIKE IT BAY.
Y0U G0T A PHAT PUSSY
&+ M0ST 0F ALL I LIKE WHEN IT GETS GUSHY.
VERSE[2]:
N0W BABY I D0NE HAD ENUFF
Y0U GRABBED MUH DICK &+ Y0U SAID N0T ENUFF
Y0U SLID IT IN THEN I HIT IT 1 M0 TIME
F**K THE R00M WE FINNA GET 0UTTA LINE
F**K IT BABY WE G0NE D0 IT 1 M0 TIME
CANT LETCHU G0 CAUSE THAT WAS HELLA G00D
A G00N FIGGA, Y0U KEPT IT H00D
SH0WED ME YA WASNT AFRAID T0 TAKE 0FF &+ RIDE
T0M0RR0W NITE IF Y0U D0WN TAH SLIDE
CH0RUS:
VERSE[3]:
DAMN BABY, IM READY AGAIN
I L0VE THAT PUSSY
LETS TAKE A SPIN
SMELL LIKE WATER WHEN I PUT IT IN
G0T MY T0NGUE 0N IT READY T0 TAKE A DIP
L00K AT THEM PUSSY LIPS
THEY HELLA GRINNIN
DAMN, I SEE THE R00M SPINNIN
Y0U TAKIN IT 0FF
&+ IM L0VIN THE VIEW
BUT M0ST 0F ALL I L0VE F**KIN Y0U
[CH0RUS]
[Chorus:]
Ask The Niggaz In The Streets Who They Anticipatin
I Had To Deal With The Crackers Sorry To Keep You Waitin
I'm Outta Jail Now Witness History In The Makin
Aint No Secret No Mo Im The Most Anticipated [Repeat]
[Verse 1:]
Ya'll Niggaz Talkin That Shit But What Yo Money Like
Cause I Can Go Whip Fa Whip Nigga An Ice Fa Ice
And Half U Niggaz Talkin Gutta Aint Got Stripes
How It Feel To Be Rappin Anotha Nigga Life
You Say Anotha Mothafuckin Word I Dont Like
N I'll End Yo Career Nigga By The Night
You Wonder Why These Niggaz Aint Sellin Cause They All Hype
I Told You Niggaz If You Want The Streetz Then By Em Bac
You Better Keep Yo Mind Close Pussy Sit Tight
And From Here On Out If U Do Sumthin U Betta Ask
I Got The Goons And The Hoes Nigga On Ice
To All The Real Niggaz In The Streetz Walk Like
[Chorus:]
Ask The Niggaz In The Streets Who They Anticipatin
I Had To Deal With The Crackers Sorry To Keep You Waitin
I'm Outta Jail Now Witness History In The Makin
Aint No Secret No Mo Im The Most Anticipated [Repeat]
[Verse 2:]
Pussy Ass Niggaz Mad Cause Im Hotter Then Fish Grease
The Most Anticipated Nigga In The Fuckin Streetz
I Got The Bootleggers Prayin On Me To Leak
You Aint Embarrased Nigga What You Sold The First Week
Then Pull The Plug On You Fuck Niggaz U Can Eat
You Betta Make Sho U A Real Nigga Fo U Speak
15 Thousand Dollars A Show And I Aint On Tv
Can Name 7 States Aint A Nigga Hotter Than Me
Cause 99% Of You Fuck Niggaz Aint G
And When I Drop Pussy Azz Niggaz We Gone See
Im Gettin Closer And Closer You Niggaz Cant Sleep
It's Alot Of You Fake Ass Niggaz But It's Only One Of Me
[Chorus:]
Ask The Niggaz In The Streets Who They Anticipatin
I Had To Deal With The Crackers Sorry To Keep You Waitin
I'm Outta Jail Now Witness History In The Makin
Aint No Secret No Mo Im The Most Anticipated [Repeat]
[Verse 3:]
I'm The Mothafuckin Nigga The Streets Waitin On
And I Done Spared U Pussys And Rap Niggaz To Long
The Only Mothafuckin Nigga Who Sell Is By The Goon
Nigga Was Hot Fa 4 Months And Now He Gone
Been The Hottest Nigga In The Streetz 3 Years Strong
And I Aint Sold A Fuckin Record Or A Ringtone
But I Sell Out Shows Everytime I Perform
You Pussy Ass Niggaz Fear Me Let It Be Known
A Dog Call Me From Prison He Told Me To Bring It Home
Told Me They Love Me, They Talk Bout Me All Day Long
Everytime He Call Me 20 Niggaz Jump On The Phone
Tell Me How Much They Luv Me And Sang Every Song
[Chorus:]
Ask The Niggaz In The Streets Who They Anticipatin
I Had To Deal With The Crackers Sorry To Keep You Waitin
I'm Outta Jail Now Witness History In The Makin
Aint No Secret No Mo Im The Most Anticipated [Repeat]yea its ur gurl netta holdin it down for my brother plies
Featuring: Akon
You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin? up and down
You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down
It's two o'clock in the mornin'
I'm yiked up and I'm horny
All I need now is some moanin'
That pussy got me zonin'
Her vibe tell me she want it
She gotta fuck as she on me
I got her now 'cause she?s jonin'
I know in the panty she foamin'
I'm locked eyes on that monkey
I know she wet 'cause she told me
That ass on her, she pokin'
Every nigga in here scopin'
I see me up in her pokin'
She bent over and I'm strokin'
Her cheeks spread wide open
I'm beatin' it and I'm focused
You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down
You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down
(Now do it some more)
Just like that
(Just do it some more)
Yes, just like that
(Girl, do it some more)
Now shake that ass
And make a nigga like me spend that cash
(Now do it some more)
Girl, just like that
(Just do it some more)
Yes, just like that
(Girl, do it some more)
Now shake that ass
And make a nigga like me spend that cash
She bad as hell and she swoll
I'm tryna play in her hole
Lil' mama a dime, she cold
I fuck her once and she sold
I want her naked, no clothes
I'm in the private shows
No limit, anything goes
I?ma let her ride me, her toes
Just stand in front of me and pose
You touch mine, I touch yours
To get her sprung is my goal
First time I seen her, I froze
I had to get her, she knows
She buck'd it then she fold
?Cause I?m too real and she knows
She wanted a goon and it show
You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down
You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down
(Now do it some more)
Just like that
(Just do it some more)
Yes, just like that
(Girl, do it some more)
Now shake that ass
And make a nigga like me spend that cash
(Now do it some more)
Girl, just like that
(Just do it some more)
Yes, just like that
(Girl, do it some more)
Now shake that ass
And make a nigga like me spend that cash
You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down
You got me so hypnotized
The way your body rollin' round and round
That booty keep bumpin'
Titties just bouncin' up and down
You got me so hypnotized
Hook - (2x)
I'm committed to bein a real nigga and nothin else - 100% real nigga nothin less - i stand a real nigga 'till GOD take my last breath - I do this shit for tha few real niggas in tha streets left
Verse 1:
I had a part time daddy - tha streets made me a man - if I had to do it all over I'd let tha streets raise me again - indicte me show me ain't no such thang as a real friend - I had to learn that a good heart that shit'll do ya in - been fucked over by my homies - been fucked over by my kin - I bet one muthafuckin thang it won't happen again - a pussy nigga break - a real nigga don't bend - don't trust a nigga that don't smile no more n' you trust a nigaa that grin - oh heaven gon' accept me? - i got too many sin - I pray GOD don't overlook me - I hope he understand - for all tha real niggas that's real - give 'em one more chance - until then I'ma be they muthafuckin spokesman
Hook
Verse 2:
Every thang I claim to be - that's what tha streets tell me - this music shit just make stars but tha streets make legends - not bein real but stayin real been my biggest blessin - this niggas hate ya when ya got it that been my biggest lesson - but ain't a hoe that can hurt me - ain't a nigga that can scare me - I was born to be a real nigga so I'ma die one - 100% real nigga - real as they come - remember when bein a real nigga used to mean somethin - these nigaas rather ya lie to 'em - tha truth they run from - I'ma self-made muthfucka - thanks I owe none - tha niggas that had it all done lost it - thats who I learned from - I'm a real nigga three sixty-five until I'm done
Hook
Verse 3:
Beina real nigga - that's a fucked niggas dream - but that's a milestone that only a few niggas can obtain - this shit ain't bout money - this shit ain't bout fame - this shit a way of life - it ain't bout what ya claim - "only GOD can judge me" - that's some bullshit - if you really felt like that nigga - why you try n' impress a bitch - that streets opinion matta - that's why I'm on G shit - my name is all I got - I'm willing to die for that shit - I won't change for nothin what you see is what you get - a real nigga and a fucked nigga is somethin that don't mix - I got my own cash never been a yes man - tha few real niggas in tha streets left - I'm ya biggest fan
Hook
[Hook: Plies]
Better ride with your fire
Stay ya ass home
Why?
Becasue you in a muthafuckin chopper zone!
And any SECOND A nigga LIABLE TO cut them choppers on.
Why?
Cuz you in a mutha fuckin chooper zone!
Where thEM jack boyz hang an where da goonz roam
Why?
Cuz you in a muthafuckin chopper zone!
Keep one in tha chamber cuz cockin it take too long!
Why?
Cuz you in a muthafuckin chopper zone!
[Verse 1:]
The crackers got a law called 10-20-life
The streets got a law called ride wit your fire
A street nigga so the street law I live by
In these streets nigga only the smart survive
[gunshots]
The crackers got a law called 10-20-life
The streets got a law called ride wit your fire
A street nigga so the street law I live by
In these streets nigga only the smart survive
Cuz where the weak an the pussy niggas get tried
Thug niggas don't respect money they respect fire
So if got to you better stay strapped or die
Better walk light and keep your head on tha swivel
Make sure you stay at arms reach on ya pistol
Don't let him fool ya keep ya eye on the young nigga
Keep thinkin he sweet and he gon be the bitch ta kill ya
And if you pull it ya betta use it, thats all I gotta tell ya
[Hook]
[Verse 2:]
If you aint from around here you betta keep ya doors locked
With your windows wound up with your shit cocked
Cuz them crackers gon have you on the news at six'o' clock
Slumped over in your shit with a head shot
Cuz if it look sweet niggas tryin off top
The last four days around here a bitch done got shot
And all you see is yellow tape and white chalk
Thats where the doors get kicked, heads get bussed
And run your dick sucker live will get you clapped up
Cuz them hot slugs will fill yo lil ass up
So if you think it look fishy you better buss
Cuz you in a chopper zone and choppers is a must
[Hook]
[Verse 3:]
The funeral home down here nigga its big business
I aint seen a fight in five years boy niggas spittin
When niggas shoot choppers hard to do too much missin
Niggas gettin up on ya ass now, aint no long distance
You see a nigga bend that corner you better start shippin
Cuz its too late to move when that thang start rippin
Dont take nothin but one of them hot ones to leave yo ass finished
And that lil mouth you got on you gon leave yo azz drippin!
[Hook: until end]
[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]
[Intro]
Ay bra, I woke up this mornin bra
And I check my stash dawg (check my stash dawg)
And my cash was lookin truly beautiful (truly beautiful)
I think I'm goin out stuntin today (whaaaaat)
[Hook]
Watch dis
Man I can't wait for the summer
I'mma show you how to be a stunna
Watch dis
Pull up in a brand new hummer
Got it like 3 different colors
Watch dis
Stones on my neck and my wrist
Matchin the paint on my whip
Wha-wha-watch this
Take about 3 to the crib
Betcha don't do it like this
Watch dis
Man I can't wait for the summer
I'mma show you how to be a stunna
Watch dis
Pull up in a brand new hummer
Got it like 3 different colors
Watch dis
Stones on my neck and my wrist
Matchin the paint on my whip
Wha-wha-watch this, Watch this
[Verse 1]
I don't feel right, ain't got enough haters
Somebody send me some, so I can aggravate them
You ain't in my league dawg
You ain't got no fuckin paper
I done fucked her
I'mma let you chase her
Yo money ain't right dawg
Better stay yo ass home
I'm in my stunt mode
Better cut yours on
I broke a record throwin money, 20 straight songs
I got my hammer cocked
Pussy I'm in my fuckin zone (fuckin zone)
Just let me ask you sumthin, how you gonna rob a goon
Try me if you wanna, be a dead nigga comin soon
Somethin under my shirt (somethin under my shirt)
Will change your attitude
I lay my stunt down, give me some fuckin room
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Well since you brought it up, let's talk about money
That little shit you got, No real came from it
That shit you doin dawg
We call that shit frontin
Ol peon ass nigga, you ain't spent nothin
You niggas round here talkin
It's time to show something
You want it but can't afford it
Then you ain't really stuntin
Check my resume, nigga I'm known for dumpin
Park in front of the club, And left my shit runnin
Jack boys send em please so I can bun em
Touch me if you want, I bet them fuckin goons comin
That carbine 15 will leave yo pussy ass jumpin
Class in session nigga, Watch me and learn somethin
[Hook]
Watch this, this, this
(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)
Ol’ police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin
Ol’ police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin
Da nigga name all through a bitch black and white nigga told da cracker shit that they didn’t
even like went fed and got out and act like it’s alright da nigga you snitched on shit dem
crackers gave him life you know that fuck nigga da police and you and da nigga tight ridin wit
da fuck nigga like that nigga right birds of a feather flock together ya’ll just alike and
ya’ll kopin from that fuck nigga and buyin pipes how you break bread wit a nigga da you know
trif dawg niggas go from real to fuck niggas overnight you can’t flip it now you a police for
life and stay from round me fuck nigga you ain’t my type
Ol’ police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin
Ol’ police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin
An how I feel nigga I might wack you on da house since you can’t seen to close yo pussy ass
mouth you got niggas spooked niggas scared to go to trail til you police ass niggas done came
back in style set niggas up you pussy niggas gon wild broke niggas off takin niggas from they
child need to kill all you pussies put you in a pile in every clique it’s a potential snitch
hangin round got da fuck from round you niggas moved out of town cause if you stay to long
nigga you fed bound nigga told on his brother to knock his time down niggas tell on one of my
people I’m gunnin yo ass down
Ol’ police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin
Ol’ police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin
Tell yo son the truth nigga his dad a pussy if you was real you would’da got yo lil time and
took it instead of being a solider fuck nigga turn cookie you thank this snitchin shit is sweet
you really thank you woopin you gone come home one night bitch gon be in da bushes dem crackers
ain’t gone be able to protect yo ass den pussy so while you roamin des streets nigga you better
be lookin for niggas who snitched on yo people dawg don‘t give him no coshin murk da pussy ass
nigga naw don’t whoop him he took yo people lives so his life need to be tooken dem choppa
bullet through his head where you need to put him dead or livin fuck niggas you’ll forever be
pussy
Ol’ police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
nigga poison dawg a bitch need to murk him what the fuck you mean nigga I know you workin
Ol’ police ass nigga dawg I know you workin tryna set a bitch up gon make a nigga hurt him da
[Hook]
Already told ya dawg, Imma button ya ass
Nigga sizing me dawg, something I will not have
Swear to god on a stack of bibles, I'm off ya ass
Fuck around wit me, you gone get that shit bag
Already done told ya dawg, Imma button ya ass
Nigga sizing me dawg, something I will not have
Swear to god on a stack of bibles, I'm off ya ass
Fuck around wit me, you gone get that shit bag
[Verse 1]
Woke up this mornin hired me a lawyer
Told him be ready to bail me out, when I call ya
Next bitch that play wit me, I'mma off em
When I pull my fire, you can gone chalk em
Nigga do somethin to me, you crazy fuck
Ain't no fakin over here, I'm shootin yo ass up
Playin them gangsta games will get yo ass bust
Go and tell yo momma, Go and pick the church
I'll put that muthafuckin yoppa right in yo gut
Next time you see me in these streets, I'm on high alert
So go and come wit that bullshit and leave bust
Betta make sure your ready before you pull a stunt
[Hook]
[Verse 2]
Try me I bet I leave yo ass in a pamper
First bitch get outta line I'm makin an example
Thinkin bout tryin me, you better go an cancel
Kill one of you bitch niggas, that's my final answer
Have you pissin and shittin in the same bag nigga
Set yo ass on fire with this fo' nigga
Spec the room where I'mma leave yo ass stank nigga
And ain't leavin that house if I ain't got my pistol
Keep playin you gonna get yo muthafuckin issue
Fuckin with the wrong nigga get yo ass crippled
Come from under my shirt shoot straight missles
Make you a part of that shit bag family nigga
[Hook]
[Verse 3]
I Ain't argugin and I ain't talkin shit out
Fuck talkin nigga let's gone shoot it out
You niggas playin like you is, this ain't what you bout
Being pussy I never have and never will
I ain't shooting to scare nigga I'm shootin to kill
Been bout that life nigga, I been trill
Tell you niggas straight up, Shit been real
You ain't ready to leave then you betta chill
You niggas talkin that shit, better know yo choppa skills
Cause yo muthafuckin brains will get spilled
Fuckin round wit me will get yo cap peeled
Better play wit somebody else if you wanna live
[Hook]
I?m sick of this shit dawg, I?m tired of bein? broke
I wanna live like da rich folks
I want da house with da big boat
I wanna wake up one mornin? and got a 74
I?m sick of this shit dawg, I?m tired of bein? broke
I wanna live like da rich folks
I want da house with da big boat
I wanna wake up one mornin? and got a 74
I?m tryin? to stay hood but I ain?t tryin? to die here
I need to be able to spend money without fear
The kinda money I can ball for da whole year
I wanna crib so big I can disappear
I want da marble floors with da hangin? chandelier
I need to be able to drink yak instead of beer
I don?t want a deck behind my house dog I want a peir
I want a walk in closest, closet full of gear
I wanna be able to buy 4 new whips every year
Can?t leave da T.V. runnin? dawg while I ain?t here
I ain?t gotta worry bout da bills cus da money dere
I?m trynna live like da rich folks up in here
I?m sick of this shit dawg, I?m tired of bein? broke
I wanna live like da rich folks
I want da house with da big boat
I wanna wake up one mornin? and got a 74
I?m sick of this shit dawg, I?m tired of bein? broke
I wanna live like da rich folks
I want da house with da big boat
I wanna wake up one mornin? and got a 74
When a nigga tell you he likes sellin? dope he a damn lier
Cus if he didn?t he?d sell dope for no price
We just willin? to take chances and get by
Ain?t like we like to do it, we gotta sell by
Cus if you don? there? a good chance you goin? to die
All we need is a lil money and we alright
Cus most niggas just want a pie of the good life
The worst feelin? is the shit you can? buy
What?s fillet mignon when you ain?t got da money to try
All dat miracle shit don?t work for my kind
One thing about us we like to shine
Guess you shouldn?t expect shit if you don? wanna grind
I?m sick of this shit dawg, I?m tired of bein? broke
I wanna live like da rich folks
I want da house with da big boat
I wanna wake up one mornin? and got a 74
I?m sick of this shit dawg, I?m tired of bein? broke
I wanna live like da rich folks
I want da house with da big boat
I wanna wake up one mornin? and got a 74
Fuck hood rich, I wanna be rich for real
I don?t want no gun I want a million fuckin? dollar crib
Be in mind, brand new and sittin? on the hill
Walk into my son?s room, you can?t tell if it?s mine or his
I want my son to be the first one wit a wheel
Send him to college and pay it up for four years
Let the streets be mad and tell him he ain?t real
The motherfuckers hate you when good is how you live
Cus nine days broke is what da streets call real
The same mother fuckers who cant pay their fuckin? bills
Take it from me bein? broke, that ain?t trill
It feels even better bein? worth a couple mil
I?m sick of this shit dawg, I?m tired of bein? broke
I wanna live like da rich folks
I want da house with da big boat
I wanna wake up one mornin? and got a 74
I?m sick of this shit dawg, I?m tired of bein? broke
I wanna live like da rich folks
I want da house with da big boat
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
[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]
I feel like fuckin (feel like fuckin)
I feel like fuckin (feel like fuckin)
I feel like fuckin (feel like fuckin)
I feel like fuckin
Im just in one of them moods, i feel like fuckin
Wanna lay up in somethin wet, and punish somethin
I want a nice lil baby who ain't got on nothin
I got a taste for some pussy, I feel like fuckin [x2]
Ate pussy in the shower for the first time last week
I got a confession to make to the world, I'm a freak
I think about wet pussy, all in my sleep
My fantasy is to get caught, fuckin on the beach
The best pussy you can get is when you gotta sneak
I call my lil baby a shooter; when she nut, she skeet
If I had my choice of how I'ma die, I'd be in some pussy, beatin
Babby pussy the leadin cause of a nigga cheatin
My baby sore, cuz I done fucked her twice, this evenin
Said I fuck her so good, it feel like she dreamin
Got her playin wit herself for no apparent reason
Need some more of that pussy, cuz a nigga feenin
Im just in one of them moods, i feel like fuckin
Wanna lay up in somethin wet, and punish somethin
I want a nice lil baby who ain't got on nothin
I got a taste for some pussy, I feel like fuckin [x2]
All this liquor keep me horny than a motherfucker
Just text bay and ask her could I come fuck her
Only yak here, but shit, her ass in trouble
Goin to beat bay, so that mean no rubber
That's my motherfuckin best, nigga, that's how I cut her
We been fuckin for a while, that's how we fuck each other
Love diggin in lil mama, cuz it get gutta
Seem like that pussy go to runnin, soon as you touch her
When I get in that pussy, I'm tryin to pull a muscle
Ready to come up out these boxers, so I can gon and fuck her
I can blame it on the liquor, if I wanna suck her
Know I'm ready to fuck bad than a motherfucker
Im just in one of them moods, i feel like fuckin
Wanna lay up in somethin wet, and punish somethin
I want a nice lil baby who ain't got on nothin
I got a taste for some pussy, I feel like fuckin [x2]
Can be four in the mornin or two in the afternoon
Just thinking bout that pussy get me in my mood
Knowin that pussy on its way, get me in my groove
Nothin like a bad bitch, who body smooth
Lay her flat on the bed, and look at her in the nude
Then fuck on every inch of the whole room
Money first, then pussy, then food
Around fat pussy, it's hard to keep my cool
Gotta turn my head, so I don't fuckin drool
I can tell when I want it; feel my boxers move
Yet they pussy get wet, when they want it too
Good pussy the worst thing you can ever lose
Im just in one of them moods, i feel like fuckin
Wanna lay up in somethin wet, and punish somethin
I want a nice lil baby who ain't got on nothin
I got a taste for some pussy, I feel like fuckin [x2]
I feel like fuckin (feel like fuckin)
I feel like fuckin (feel like fuckin)
I feel like fuckin (feel like fuckin)
I feel like fuckin (feel like fuckin...like fuckin)
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
forgot about cha but I aint forgot about cha
I got some niggaz in prison dat aint comin home
and dey main hoe done put a block on da phone
an all da niggaz dey was runnin
Wit done left em lone
mutha fuckas foget bout cha when ya bidin Long
What can a young nigga 19 do wit 40 yrs
Not a muh'fuckin thang but hope for an appeal
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 dont think about it
Dem crackas dont sell liq in prison u gotta think bout it
but like he told me time 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 know
He thought he had hiself some soldiers on da front row
Well like told him you aint breakin bread no mo
N deez streets dawg dats all a bitch care 4
Da real niggaz n deez streets are at an all time low
And deez hoes and homeboys aint ridin no moe
Nobody care about cha when u aint got shit to give
But when ya got it they love ya while 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 em dat mean im da pussy nigga den
and me bein flaw is somthing I dont believe in
there's niggaz everyday dats 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 face and 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* dont 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
Wat happin to niggaz acceptin a couple phone calls
and wat happin to niggaz sendin flicks to dey dawg
Ya dawg down bad right now gone break em off
Ya got to answer his calls for yall to even talk
i aint like yo can call him shitt wen ya wanna talk
Som niggaz doin time right now dat aint dey fault
in 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 in prison , or we die of aids
I kno its already written how imma leave here one day
But all da niggaz locked up I pray 4 ya every day
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
(Plies Talking)
Man I hope y’all can excuse me for a lil minute man
Just sitting here thinking bout my little partner
Who just got killed man its wild tho
How the mothaf**kers you love the most
Seem like them the ones who always die first homie
dawg I just wish I had the opportunity
To just bring my nigga back for just 1 day homie
(Chorus 2X)
Wish I can bring my nigga back for 1 day
And Take him by the daycare to see his son play
And go to show him how his baby momma done went stray
And how them f**k niggas who claiming
They love you done walked away
(Verse 1)
God give me my nigga fo 24 hours
So we can ride and laugh at these pussy ass cowards
Get to the liquor park and let’s talk for hours
Show him how if the nigga die how they lose they power
nigga forget about ya dawg after they give you them flowers
ol’ trifling ass baby momma done got wilder
Now she f**king the nigga you robbed wit the pink impala
Like I told you befo dawg that ho sour
You can f**k these ho’s dawg but don’t handle them
Bitch you aint got shit dawg money arouse them
After a nigga dead and gone they lose they value
Ho cried at ya funeral and changed right after
(Chorus 2X)
Wish I can bring my nigga back for 1 day
And Take him by the daycare to see his son play
And go to show him how his baby momma done went stray
And how them f**k niggas who claiming
They love you done walked away
(Verse 2)
When you first died a nigga sat around ya momma all day
But since ya funernal them niggas aint went that f**kin way
cuz when you die yo dawgs suppose to step to the plate
You aint gotta worry I got her I’ll make sure she straight
Make you question if the love was real or was it fake
Out of sight out of mind I guess it’s true what they say
When you was here them ones was main niggas in yo face
You aint gotta deal wit them f**k niggas you in a better place
I almost cried when I seen yo son the other day
You couldn’t deny that one boy look like you all the way
I thought love was forever I guess that aint the case
First you die then they bury ya the niggas walk away
(Chorus 2X)
Wish I can bring my nigga back for 1 day
Take him by the daycare to see his son play
And go to show him how his baby momma done went stray
And how them f**k niggas who claiming
They love you done walked away
(Verse 3)
I’m sitting right here homie eyes full of tears
Never thought that pain last this many years
One thing I’ve learned from all of this shit life real
Rep yo name til I die homie that’s how I feel
Watch how everything changed since you got killed
Two days after you died niggas broke in yo crib
Niggas saying yo lil cousin the one who sold yo wheels
This shit probably shouldn’t f**k wit me but it really is
Mothaf**kers showed me what Shasta really is
What’s gone happen to me after I die one of my biggest fears
See what my partner done been through got me scared to live
I pray to god my life don’t end like his
(Chorus 2X)
Wish I can bring my nigga back for 1 day
And Take him by the daycare to see his son play
And go to show him how his baby momma done went stray
And how them f**k niggas who claiming
Ey I'd Like to welcome all you motherf**kers man
to the home of the goons,where the grave yards over corwded
and where chopperz is a must!
you caught slippin crackers goin find ur ass not breathing
100 wholes in ur ass with ur body leaking
nigga ridin with em drums nigga for a reason
cuz down here we in the middle of murking season!
stay on ur porch nigga if u aint ready to make a shake
cuz this the home of the bodies check the muder rate
money and ski's is the only that'll be the murder case
so you better kill him if u dnt want him at ur court date
if u comin u better come with em choppers and dont fake
cuz if u bullshit you're the one that's getting erased
this niggaz murikin out pussy niggaz in broad day
where-ever you get caught slippin at that's where u lay
and like they say nigga no face, no case!!
as long as these goons are lurkin these streets aint safe
the more rounds you shoot nigga the less aim it takes
it's murkin season so you pussies better stay out the way!
Murkin Season dont end, this shit year round
it aint never drop murkin season never slow down
it's imposibble to many choppers floating around
these young niggaz they sick with it on that 4 pound!
lil cuzin 12 and all he talking is murkin now
old lady said she got woke up by that chopper sound
say she got on her bed and laid back down
from what i heard em crackers fired 120 rounds
4 motha f**kin dead bodies laying on the ground
niggaz bettin on it now, who goin get off first?
running ur f**k box better what how u choose u words
that nigga sending threats pussy u got alot of nerves
niggaz would leave ur motherf**kin brains on the burb
this ain the 80's dawg... niggaz getting murked
everywhere you turn you see dead niggaz ono t-shirts
everytime i pass by the grave yard i see a herse...
not respecting these streets is what got you niggaz f**ked
that oussy nigga aint about it, he jus know hwo to bring tongue
runnin ur dick suckin lips would get you chopped up
i know plenty niggaz like you that done got touched
you talking loud cuz u got a chopper nigga that aint enough
i know 100 niggaz that got choppers but only few would bust!!
u got the mouth of a killa but you aint got the guts
u got the front game down packed but you aint got the nuts
u probably got off before but you aint wack nothing
this the wrong place to play games dawg the streets real
trying to impress a mothaf**ker would get you nigga killed
This here a message homie to anybody who possibly gon' be in the
club that I'm goin' in tonight homie... You better gon' head & get'cha
shine on before I get to the club dog...
Let me think tonight, what I'mma do at the club?
Might show up tonight, just to throw dubs
Or I might buy the bar to fuck wit' the scrubs
How I feel tonight shawty I am the club
Let me think tonight, what I'mma do at the club?
Might show up tonight, just to throw dubs
Or I might buy the bar to fuck wit' the scrubs
How I feel tonight shawty I am the club
Parked the whip out front jumped out stuntin'
Neck full of jewels whole pocket full of money
All the goons around me so you know I'm comin'
Half a brick in my pocket ten stacks on me
Better let me ball you don't want no problem homie
Last problem in the club somebody start dumpin'
I'm the main attraction y'all peons
Got a dope boy knot on me, no one's
Came through the side do', slid wit' my gun
Somebody daughter gettin' it the question which one
'Gnaced up and on good 'dro, body numb
Let me show you how a real goon have fun
Y'all in trouble tonight we got the club locked
We ain't dancin' over here all we do is bop
One thang fa sho we got them hammers cocked
Look at all the dimes sweat us, they comin' by the flock
Look at the lil' hater over there, got him hot
Seen him lookin' at me so I held up a knot
I don't know if you know homie I run the spot
And don't 'cha play wit' me, you ain't got enough shots
Order mine straight up, drank it on the rocks
Been in the club five minutes and done closed shop
How can one nigga be this gotdamn hot?
I don't know if it's me it might be the watch
Slid through the club late all I need is a hour
Like they told me lil' homie money is power
Ran the streets all day I'm fresh out the shower
Watch how a goon rock let me show you my volume
Check my track record homie all I beat is stallions
I done smashed already shit you can have her
If you want her better catch her better gon' snatch her
Want straight animals over here, no hackers
Better put the cuffs on her 'fore the goons pack her
When we leave the club watch you follow after
Y'all ain't groupies baby stop bein' embarrassed
It's amazing to me homie
that nigga's you fuck wit dawg
you don't know the truth about these niggas
till yall fall out. The more you show a nigga
the more dangerous he become to you homie.
[Chorus]
I broke bread wit chu nigga showed you how I live
You talkin nigga but you don’t understand
what real is
When it came to you pussy ass nigga
I would of killed but it was my fault nigga I kept it too real
we busted choppers at nigga’s laid in bushes together
you had me fooled dawg I thought u was my fucking nigga
would of did a 100 years for ya cause I fucks wit cha
you told me what a good heart in these streets would get a nigga
not a muthafuckin thing but a sad picture
hurt me when I found out you had pussy in ya heart nigga
I never thought I would say this but mutha fuck a friend
cuz ya dawg be the one that cross you in the end
the shit I know now wish I had knew it back then
but going through it wit a fuck nigga is what make a man
I treat ya pussy ass better than I did my own kin
when a nigga locked up or broke that’s when they claim they love you then.
[Chorus X2]
what was mine was yours but what was yours wasn’t mine
if a nigga would of told me you was flaw I would of thought he was lying
but every nigga gonna show his hand in due time
I kept it so muthafuckin real wit chu that I was blind
cuz I was to busy showing love I ain’t see the signs
when you needed me pussy I came through every time
whether u was right or wrong fuck nigga I was riding
but u envied me nigga in the back of yo mind
you wasn’t a hunter nigga you was real part time
I broke you off nigga when them fuck nigga’s wouldn’t give you a dime
I ain’t owe you shit I just wanted to see you shine
you never gave me shit I had my own grind and I ain’t need yo choppers nigga I had my own nine
im a hunter nigga I done did me and yo time
you cant trust ya own homies who the fuck can you trust
I got more pride in my chopper so to me that’s enough.
[Chorus 2X]
and God ain’t making you fuck nigga’s like he used to
a nigga I’ll believe his hoe now before he believe you
and cuz u thug wit a nigga don’t mean the love true
it use to matter what you and yo nigga’s done been through
nigga can be ya dawg one day and turn pussy out the blue
a fuck nigga gone do what a fuck nigga gone do
better off running by yo self if you only knew
don’t mean that nigga a hunter cuz he’ll fucking shot
and money don’t mean he real cuz he got loot
if a nigga heart ain’t right no telling what he’ll do
and real nigga’s extinct it’s only a fucking few
cause 99% of these fuck nigga’s ain’t true
[Chorus]
aye my nigga I want to thank all the pussy ass nigga’s who I thought was real my nigga’s
nigga’s who I though was my muthafuckin homeboy’s nigga
I salute you pussy as nigga’s homie
cuz if it wasn’t for you fuck nigga’s my nigga
I still be showing love right now dawg
I still be walking through this muthafuckin blind my nigga
but it’s something that yall nigga’s taught me my nigga that
its ya homies my nigga
that try you the muthafuckin most my nigga
dem the nigga’s you can’t let hold something dawg
and they feel like they ain’t never got to give it back
cause they ya muthafuckin dawg
dem the nigga’s who can be tied down and locked up my nigga
and you can take care of dem nigga’s for two three years my nigga
as soon as dem nigga’s get out dawg they go fuck wit the nigga’s
who ain’t never gave em nothing my nigga
go run back to the same hoe who ain't never did nothing for em while they was locked up homie
I thank you nigga’s and salute you nigga’s my nigga
and wit all that said my nigga
I wanna tell you one thing for I go homie
My nigga e'erytime I think this shit gettin' rough out here
for me my nigga... I just remind myself dog Monday through
Friday homie... From 8 in the mornin' to 5 in the evenin'
dog... It's some niggas in the court room 'round the country
my nigga... Fightin' for they muhfuckin' lives dog... The
crackers bannin' niggas e'eryday my nigga
My dog went to court today they gave him fifteen
Cracker banned my lil' nigga he was se'enteen
Young nigga don't even know what all that time mean
Pussy ass crackers done shattered my nigga dreams
They holl'in' mandatory they want him to do the whole thang
Nigga showed up in court on my dog and did his thang
Nigga did my nigga now I got to bust his brain
Nigga woulda did me my dog'd do the same
His lady callin' me cryin' and now I feel her pain
Tired of losin' all my niggas to the chain gang
In thirty minutes a nigga whole life can change
Cracker over sinister niggas when this shit gon' change?
Pussy ass cracker give a nigga a hundred years
Have ya mama leavin' out the courtroom in tears
Crackers don't love to have a nigga breathin' for real
Take a nigga life from him they don't know how it feel
Pussy ass cracker give a nigga a hundred years
Have ya mama leavin' out the courtroom in tears
Crackers don't love to have a nigga breathin' for real
Take a nigga life from him they don't know how it feel
Ain't talked to my dog yet but I know he sick
Next fifteen years of his life behind a fence
Cracker find a nigga guilty and hit him wit' the bench
Gave one of my dogs twenty-seven on his first offense
The time they givin' the nigga for the crime ain't makin' sense
They jacked the number up now it's eighty-five percent
They did that to make you fuck niggas out there snitch
And put conspiracy in the game to railroad the click
And crackers feel like niggas ain't got no common sense
A nigga paper ain't right they banned off the rip
A public defender don't get you shit but a long trip
And judge sentencin innocent niggas without a guilt
How in the fuck can fo' birds get you a life sentence?
But give a cracker seven years for money launderin' millions
Shoot a nigga in the leg they sentence you like you killed 'em
Cracker catch you wit' that iron and throw you under the buildin'
You a nigga that mean you guilty 'til proven innocent
MOney talk and bullshit walk a thousand miles
You ain't got a paid lawyer then don't go to trial
Crackers owe each other favors, they'll swap ya out
"You give us him, we'll give you him" know what I'm talkin' 'bout
Nigga took thirty years on a cop out
Fuck you get thirty years for breakin' in a bitch house?
Ay dawg. if you lookin for plies in da club, know what I'm sayin.
I'm easy to find bro. only thing u gotta look for is all da goons bro.
I keep tellin ya'll dawg. I'm opposite all them niggas ya'll see on t.v. bro.
I'm a tell u where I be at bro.
Chorus
I don't hang in da v.I.p. so stop checkin.
I'm posted with da goons boppin, hand on weapon.
In da corner with da thugs and convicted fellons.
Lookin for me in the club, I'm in the thug section.
Wrong section, this ain't where da cris get poured.
This where da pills get popped, dro get rolled.
Where the thugs posted and ducks get soaked.
Better keep ya head up and ya eyes open.
Might not wanna chill over here if ya ain't totin.
If we don't fuck with ya pussy nigga then keep floatin.
We gettin loose a lil bit, but everybody focused.
Cause everybody on yack and every body scopin.
Keep a unit in my face and back against the wall.
And hand on fire in case I gotta get off.
Ain't nothin over here for ya but problems dawg.
Surrounded by all hood bitches, no model brawds.
Chorus
You a cris poper nigga I'm a yak drinker you pussy ass nigga I like donk ain't it
You ain't confortable round thugs I can tell ain't I n street niggas make u feel lyke Yo life in danger
All these lil goons you see me with I can't pertain em lil mama say
She don't lyke thugs I don't blame her
Cause if u slide with one of us shit we try to train ya keep it real with you lil mama All us lyke to mingle
You ethier cumin or you stayin this shit easy thank you clique full of murkers
Slash hoe catchers cause at da rite timenigga we gone apply pressure N all the niggas certified wetters.
Chorus
If you ain't respected by the streets then pussy nigga move cause this shit over
Here resevered for da goons an we ain't friendly ova here so give us sum
Room n we ain't hard to find jus follow the fumes many niggas can't hang ova
Here cause we got rules nigga luk lyke he wanna do sumthin do it cool
Better keep yo feelins to yo self n stay cool ethier you handle yo liqiour
Pussy or get glued. last nigga dat played tuff made da news
Get knocked off by a bytch in da club ain't nuthin new cause erre nigga
Ova here about sumthin different it's on you cause we don't fight we shoot
Jus luk like we ballin don't get fooled cause one of you fuck niggas can change
A nigga whole mood go from ballin to murkin attitude n in this shit only Real niggas approved
Chorus
I'm in the thug section
Chorus
[Chorus:]
Keep Talkin Dawg,U Gon Make Me Rob Yo Pussy Ass,Ima Wack U Fuck Nigga I Dont Even Want Cha Cash,U Lame Den A Bitch Ole Soft Ass,Keep Talkin U Gon Make Me Rob Yo Pussy Ass
[Verse 1:]
U A Fuck Nigga And Ay Body Kno U Flaw,Niggas Done Bent Cha Up 100 Times U Soft,U A Professional Talker All U Do Is Talk,U Kno How Ta Act Like U Bout It U Aint Never Got Off,Get A Couple Fuck Niggas Round Ya And U Try To Floss,Nigga Catch It By Ya Self And U Ike Lost,Soon Ass I Catch U Flaggin Ima Break Ya Off,I Dont Care If Its In The Broad Day Or In The Dark,
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 2:]
It Dnt Take A Nigga Shit To Jump In That Monkey Suit, And Drop That Ski Down And Make That Choppa Do Wut It Do,U See A Nigga Joggin Wit Dem Cannons Dont Act Stupe,U Fuck Round And Panic And Buck If Ya Want To,And Ima Let All Huned Of Dese Hollow Points Loose,Cuz Real Goons Dont Talk Real Goons Shoot,Keep Runnin Ima Bust Ya Mo Fuckin Head,Since U Wanna Play Like U Thuggin Ima Make U Wet,And Fill Ya Lil Soft Pussy Ass Up Wit Lead,U Dont Hang Out Late Night Pussy You Scared,But U Get Round Dem Hoes And Try Ta Talk Big,U Just 1 Fuck Nigga Dawg I Gotta Get
[Chorus x2]
[Verse 3:]
Ole Pussy Ass Nigga Dawg U Aint Spose To Be Out Chea,U Spose To Be On Tha Porch Where U Been The Last 10 Years,U Think U Is Nigga But U Aint In Da Clear,Make U Think Shit Sweet To Get Cha Out Hea,Soon As U Think Shit Gravy Get Cha Ass Flipped,Im Tryna Putcha In The Newspaper Off The Rip,That Fakin Like U Tough Done Got A Lot Of Niggas Killed,And How The Fuck Niggas Be The Ones Wit The Most Lip,U Wanna Be Bout It Dawg But Dat Aint How Ya Built,Niggas Slapped Wit U Wit Da Pistol Dawg And U Dip, Plies Dawg Me And You Aint Cut From The Same Quilt,It Aint Gon Take Nun But One Time For U Ta Slip And Ima Max Ya Ass Out Wit Da Whole Clip, I Wanna Run Down On Ya Wen Ya Witcha Dawgs,Rub Up On Ya Ass And Give It Ta All Yall,U Already Kno Wut Im Bout U Kno Ha Im Rockin Dawg
(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 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
[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
[Akon:] Convict!
[Plies:] Plies!
[Akon:] Convict...Music...and you know we a front.
[Chorus: Akon]
I see you windin n grindin up on that pole,
I kno u see me lookin' at you and you already kno
I wanna fuck you, you already know, i wanna fuck you, you already kno
[Verse 1: Plies]
I wanna sit u ????
and show u what a real nigga wit money do
I'm caked up and well respected wit shit to prove
to be straight up with cha I wanna fuck u
I'm a street nigaa so u kno I aint ???
want u to bust it open so I can drop tht dick in ya
I'm thug nd x-rated plus I'm a real nigga
I wanna lay tht pussy I dont want ur fone numba
I wanna take u to the crib and fuck u to sleep
I let u get a lil rest and wake u up and beat
I bet a stack u aint met a nigga fuck betta than me
and I have bitches swear 2 god I was on three
[Chorus]
[Verse 2: Snoop]
Money in the air as mo feel grad you by your coat tail take you to the motel, hoe sale,
dont tell, wont tell, baby said I dont talk dogg but she told on me, oh well,
take a picture wit me, what the flick gon do, baby stick to me & ima stick on u,
if u pick me then ima pick on you, d-o-double g and im here to put this dick on you,
I'm stuck on pussy n urs is right, wrip ridinin them poles and them doors is tight
and ima get me a shot for the end of the night cuz pussy is pussy and baby ur pussy for life.
[Chorus]
[Verse 3: Plies]
Let me fill u up wit liquor and fuck it out cha,
lay u flat on ur back and get tht noise out ya,
feel it in ya stomach tearin tht back up out cha
I wanna hear u moan baby I wanna hear u holla,
dont worry about ya hair do I'll shoot u a few dollas,
just when u start ridin me get on them toes for me,
I dont like a quiet fuck so tell me how u want it,
u needa act like its yurr dick while u on it,
I kno I'mma freak baby nd im luvin dat,
now I needa get u on the same level where im at,
but when I get ya out there aint no turnin back,
and I'mma take u from likin' it to lovin sex.
[Chorus]
[Verse 4: Plies]
And if the pussy good I'll fuck ya a week straight,
and meet ya at ya crib and fuck u on ya lunch break,
cuz I'mma stay up in dat pussy till ur numb babe,
and put tears in yur eyes and a smile on ya face,
gimme dat pussy one time thts all it takes,
and I'mma treat u like a big girl okayy,
and I can tell u even then i can see ya legs shake,
and at tht point imma give it to u all the way,
cuz I'mma make u wanna fuck me erryday,
fuck me at ya own risk is wht I'm tryenna say,
cuz I'mma have ur nose? wide open after dis,
nd make ur panties get wet wen u think about the dick,
u wanna leave me alone but u cant quit,
wheneva I aint in that pussy u feel sick,
the more times I get it the better it get,
so next time u see me think about dis.
[Chorus]
[Verse 5: Akon]
Shorty I can see u aint lonely handfull of niggas n they all got cheese,
so u lookin at me now whats it gonna be just another tease far as I can see,
tryin get u up out this club if it means spendin' a couple dubs,
throwin bout 30 stacks in the back make it rain like that cuz I'm far from a scrub,
u kno my pedigree, ex-deala use to move phetamines,
girl I spend money like it dont mean nuthin n besides I got a thing for u.
[Chorus]
[Verse 6: Snoop]
Mobbin' through club in low pressin im sittin in the back in the smokers section (just smokin),
birds eye, I got a clear view, you cant see me but I can see u (baby I see u),
its cool we jet the mood is set,
your pussy is wet u rubbin your back and touchin your neck,
ur body is movin' u humpin' n jumpin' ur titties is bouncin' u smilin' n grinin' n lookin at me.
[Verse 7: Akon]
Girl n while your looking at me im ready to hit the caddy right up on the patio move the patty to the caddy,
baby u got a phatty the type i like to marry wantin to just give u everythin n thats kinda scary,
cuz I'm lovin the way you shake your ass , bouncin', got me tippin' my glass,
lil' mully dont get caught up to fast but i got a thing for you.
[Chorus x2]
[Akon:] Girl...
Can Miss Becky please raise her hand, bruh
I need some of that good head right now, bruh
I need that Becky
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
'Fo we fuck, can you neck me?
A lil' head and I am ready
I want yo mouth, give me that Becky
Keep that pussy I want yo throat
Front that head 'fo you go
Wet yo mouth 'fo you blow
Must get Becky 'fo I bow
You Miss Becky? Let me know
Licky, licky, I love that, bro
Head nigga thatz 'fosho
I'ma lock yo jaws 'fo I go
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
'Fo we fuck can you neck me?
A lil' head and I am ready
I want yo mouth, give me that Becky
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
'Fo we fuck can you neck me?
A lil' head and I am ready
I want yo mouth, give me that Becky
Like pussy love head
Will pay, I got that bread
Open yo mouth 'fo you open yo legs
Man down, I am dead
Suck no dick? Can't get in my bed
Heard me right, thatz what I said
Drop that spit right on that head
Squeeze that meat and hit that head
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
'Fo we fuck can you neck me?
A lil' head and I am ready
I want yo mouth, give me that Becky
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
'Fo we fuck can you neck me?
A lil' head and I am ready
I want yo mouth, give me that Becky
Tired of pussy, I'm retired
Ain't fuckin' her, got too many mouths
Will put poll right in her mouth
Babbit pussy ain't my style
Fine head make me smile
Put that mayonnaise on your child
Gotta be grown to fuck with Plies
The longer you suck, the longer I whyle
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
'Fo we fuck can you neck me?
A lil' head and I am ready
I want yo mouth, give me that Becky
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
'Fo we fuck can you neck me?
A lil' head and I am ready
I want yo mouth, give me that Becky
Just got Becky, I can't move
I love Becky, yes I do
I get Becky, I am glued
Give me Becky, I'll do you
You don't do Becky, bye bye, boo
I love Becky like my jewels
You don't like Becky, you a fool
Oughta put Becky on the new
Becky, Becky, she so cool
I don't get Becky I can't sleep
I need Becky 'fo I beat
Becky, Becky, marry me
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
'Fo we fuck can you neck me?
A lil' head and I am ready
I want yo mouth give me that Becky
I'm on this liquor oh so heavy
'Fo we fuck can you neck me
A lil' head and I am ready
I want yo mouth give me that Becky
Gimmie that Becky, gimmie that Becky
Gimmie that Becky, gimmie that Becky
Gimmie that Becky, gimmie that Becky
You! {You)
Thinking about me! (Thinking about me)
Sucking on you! (Sucking on you)
You sucking on me! (Can you do it for me babe?)
Me! (Me)
Thinking about you! (Thinking about you)
Cumming on me! (Cumming on me baby)
Me cumming on you! (Me cumming on you shorty babe)
Hoe, dont be cute, tonight I want to get nasty
Let me drop this mayonnaise, baby, in your salad
Slide your hand in my pants if you want to grab it
Bet as soon as you touch it, you call me "big" daddy
Want to lick all over you before I let you have it
Hold your legs open for me so I can really pack it
I'm already rock hard, you ain't got to jack me
Bet the tip of this tounge make you really like it
Picture us on the floor with no clothes on
You eating me, I'm eating you, shit we both raw
Let you ride me tonight off your favorite song
Tonight a special night, baby a freak is born
You! (You)
Thinking about me! (Thinking about me)
Sucking on you! (Sucking on you)
You sucking on me! (Can you do it for me babe?)
Me! (Me)
Thinking about you! (Thinking about you)
Cumming on me! (Cumming on me baby)
Me cumming on you! (Me cumming on you shorty babe)
Let me cut a hole right in the middle of your panties
Put a peep-hole right on top your candy
I'ma have you moaning when you grab me
I'm a goon lil' momma but I like it fancy
See, sucking all on you is what gets you all ancy
Seeing how a goon moves, makes you want to chase me
After I rip you tonight you might want to ban me
Your friend wanted me to, thats why she can't stand me
It's your friend in your jeans that got my attention
A real nigga in your life is all you missing
Ain't nobody like me baby, I'm my competition
Baby when you walk out the door in the morning you leave with me
You! {You)
Thinking about me! (Thinking about me)
Sucking on you! (Sucking on you)
You sucking on me! (Can you do it for me babe?)
Me! (Me)
Thinking about you! (Thinking about you)
Cumming on me! (Cumming on me baby)
Me cumming on you! (Me cumming on you shorty babe)
If you want to we could just tease eachother
Get drunk. Get naked and lay under cover
Let me peek at her first before I go any further
Stick my finger in yo mouth before I even touch her
Ain't got to put it in, we could just hunch eachother
See if I could make you nut without even fucking you
Feel me pushing up against you, then go on and rub you
Now you mad you want to fuck, I could tell how you cussing
Just a couple minutes ago, you wasn't fucking nothing
Now you pressing up against me because that pussy gushing
Got you swerving all over, now got you touching
Made a crunk cut, now we sucking and fucking
You! {You)
Thinking about me! (Thinking about me)
Sucking on you! (Sucking on you)
You sucking on me! (Can you do it for me babe?)
Me! (Me)
Thinking about you! (Thinking about you)
Cumming on me! (Cumming on me baby)
Intro:
Yeah you know I'm that nigga right (you know I'm the nigga in this
mother fucker right in this mother fucker right) you know I don't see
like not one bitch in here right (I don't see not one nigga in this
mother fucker I don't see not one nigga in this mother fucker) you
know like I'll leave me a bitch like stank in here right (you know I'll
leave me a bitch stank in this mother leave me a bitch stank) alright
Chorus:
I'm that nigga in this mother fucker (fucker)
And everybody talking bout me in this mother fucker (fucker)
But don't nobody want to see me in this mother fucker (fucker)
Cause I'll leave a bitch stank in this mother fucker (fucker)
This mother fucker
I'm that nigga in this mother fucker (fucker)
And everybody talking bout me in this mother fucker (fucker)
But don't nobody want to see me in this mother fucker (fucker)
Cause I'll leave a bitch stank in this mother fucker (fucker)
This mother fucker
I'm that nigga in this mother fucker (fucker)
Verse 1:
You done heard bout me
Done talked about me
Done shot units but ain't seen bout me
Head buster nothing pussy about me
Pussy nigga better snap up out it
I live this you niggas rap about it
I keep the glock never been without it
Feel lucky gone try it
I feel lucky so I'ma gone fire it
I'm the niggas with you gone ride
Got the baby roobies on both side
Black T what keep the roobies hide
Extended clip how long its side
I'm on it now got red eyes
50 shots in these levies
Can't walk and leave paralyze
I'm the nigga can't lie
Chorus:
I'm that nigga in this mother fucker (fucker)
And everybody talking bout me in this mother fucker (fucker)
But don't nobody want to see me in this mother fucker (fucker)
Cause I'll leave a bitch stank in this mother fucker (fucker)
This mother fucker
I'm that nigga in this mother fucker (fucker)
And everybody talking bout me in this mother fucker (fucker)
But don't nobody want to see me in this mother fucker (fucker)
Cause I'll leave a bitch stank in this mother fucker (fucker)
This mother fucker
I'm that nigga in this mother fucker (fucker)
Verse 2:
I'ma lil nigga with big nuts
You a pussy nigga your nuts tucked
I done done it all got me fucked up
Your dick sucker gone get your head bust
You didn't whack nothing cause I didn't heard bout you
I done pulled your jacket you a straight count
This a yard get a nigga right and this ? keep yoppas out
I feel like I'm on 6 some
Got a shooters with me bout 6 some
Gone stay in this bitch to bout 6 some
I'm the nigga in this bitch did I miss some
Bout 30 hoes want me to hit some
My nerves bad I got hit some
Better leave me alone before I kill some
One thing bout me I don't feel nothing
Chorus:
I'm that nigga in this mother fucker (fucker)
And everybody talking bout me in this mother fucker (fucker)
But don't nobody want to see me in this mother fucker (fucker)
Cause I'll leave a bitch stank in this mother fucker (fucker)
This mother fucker
I'm that nigga in this mother fucker (fucker)
And everybody talking bout me in this mother fucker (fucker)
But don't nobody want to see me in this mother fucker (fucker)
Cause I'll leave a bitch stank in this mother fucker (fucker)
This mother fucker
I Need Me A Bitch That Pussy Smell Like Water, Nice Tight Wet Pussy Wit No Odor,Before you
take them panties off i question fo ya all i wanna know if that pussy smell like water.
I dont care when you get it her pussy still smell the same period just went off and you cant
smell a thang pussy smell den touch like she was thirteen clean pretty pussy make a nigga get
off the chain fuck her when she leave the club pussy smell the same pretty face and a clean
pussy a nigga dream pussy smell like water a get ya on the team i wanna freak ya and fuck ya i
aint tryna smell ya wanna raise that lil pussy and take care i can deal wit it but i pefer it
without the hair you fuckin one that got water you betta keep her there i find me one that got
water she aint goin no were.
I Need Me a Bitch That Pussy Smell Like Water,
Nice Tight Wet Pussy Wit No Odor,Before You take them panties off i got a question fo ya all i
wanna know if that pussy smell like water.
Wanna be able to fuck you in the car wit all the windows closed aint gotta worry bout the
scent fuckin wit my nose love the smell of fresh pussy dont smell old jump right out that pussy
and put back on her cloths could've just den fucked and you've neva known cant even smell that
pussy that whats i love though that pussy got a lil scent on it then you gotta go that pussy
smell like water that mean them eyes low i stick my fanger in that pussy thats what i look fo
so if that pussy aint right then baby ima know a clean pussy make a nigga wanna fuck you mo yo
pussy neva get stank that mean u blessed though.
I Need Me A Bitch That Pussy Smell Like Water,
Nice Tight Wet Pussy Wit No Odor,Before You Take them panties off i gotta question fo ya all i
wanna know if that pussy smell like water.
I wonder if it got hair on it or if its clean shaved I can picture how that thang smell and
how it taste wanna get on my knees and look at it in the face betcha i can can make them lips
down there glaze wanna sit by the tub baby and watch ya bathe stick my hand under the water and
touch ya in the right place and get in there wit ya baby and make our own ways drop the soap
and watch ya reach and grab ya by ya waist how ya moanin baby i i can tell i gotcha dazed tryna
run i wont let ya we stuck together babe and with or without i streach my arms can handle it
either way long as that pussy smell like water then we ok...
I Need Me a Bitch That Pussy Smell Like Water,
Nice Tight wet Pussy Wit No Odor,Before You Take Them panties off i got a question fo ya all i
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
Chorus:
you'll forever live on, forever live on
you'll forever live on, forever live on
you'll forever live on, you'll forever live on
you'll forever live on, you'll forever live on
Verse 1:
i never thought that wearing no hoodie, could cause
your life.
and i never thought you could just kill somebody and go
out the
same night.
every dog that you see that bark, don't mean that he
bite.
and everything thats black ain't evil, everything
that's pure ain't
white
cause you think that im doin wrong don't mean that you
right.
cause the ones that you think that won't, them the ones
that might.
certain people in this world the system don't like.
when you living what you worth is how they value your
life.
i can do all things through christ, who strengthen me.
and even when i pray i pray for my enemies.
and Pac said it best "only God can judge me."
trayvon lil homie, i want you to know you really
touched me.
Chorus:
you'll forever live on, forever live on
you'll forever live on, forever live on
you'll forever live on, you'll forever live on
you'll forever live on, you'll forever live on
Verse 2:
sometimes trying to live right, sometimes it seems so
wrong,
sometimes you tryin to get justice, sometimes it take
so long.
but the ones they supposed to keep in, be the ones they
let go home.
but the ones that hustle and survive, be the ones they
hold with no
bond.
my son supposed to burry me, but i ain posed to burry
my son.
you can call me nigga all you want, but you ain't pose
to treat me
like one,
pose to be able to express my self, and be able to
dress how i
want.
pose to be able to go where i please, and be able to
leave when I'm
done.
should I think that you sell dope, just cause you drive
a benz.
should I think that zack in a gang, just cause he sag
his pants.
whats right is right, whats wrong is wrong,
trayvon martin ,you'll forever live on.
Chorus:
you'll forever live on, forever live on
you'll forever live on, forever live on
you'll forever live on, you'll forever live on
Intro]
(J-J-J-J-J.R.)
I never knew you felt like that baby
I never knew you felt like that
The pleasure's all mine
[Chorus: Ashanti]
Oh boy I think of you, on two occasions
That's when I want it (that's when I want it)
That's when I need it (that's when I need it)
You know I think of you, on two occasions
That's when I want it (that's when I want it)
That's when I need it (that's when I need it)
Hey, heyyyy
[Plies]
I think it's so cute, how you use me
Whenever you want sex, I'm who you come see
I'm the one you call when yo' body on E
You need a refill, I who you come see
They give you 87, I give you 93
Premium top of the line, straight deep
Say it again in my ear (Plies you a beast)
How can one this gutter be so sweet?
Whatever you want, baby it's my treat
All I want from you is to let me go deep
I'm on call for you seven days a week
Sex on delivery, S.O.D.
[Chorus]
[Plies]
When she think about me, she get so wet
Everytime she want she send me a text
Do I want it tonight? Baby, yes~!
Between her legs, she is so blessed
She's the best thing in the bed that I've met
You need a good juke, be my guest
Cause whatever you want I'm at your request
Until I get to you baby I can't rest
All I can thank about is feelin your sweat
Playin in your hair, and feelin your flesh
Watchin you, as you undress
I'm yo' goon, you my goonette
[Chorus]
[Plies]
I'm sleepin, I feel yo' hand inside my boxers
Baby it's five in the mornin you rubbin on Oscar~!
Know if you wake him up it's gon' be problems
I know you playin with what'cha ya want so I won't stop ya
Just let me open up my eyes so I can watch it
You want a dose of yo' medicine you wanna see the doctor
Go on take 'em off, so I can gon' lock ya
I call you momma, you call me poppa
I wanna make you tonight my baby momma
A scent like water, mean no aroma
Come a little closer so I can put it on ya
You my property, I'm yo' owner
[Chorus]
[Outro: Ashanti]
Baby, oh yeahhhh
Hoh hohhhh
Yeahhh hahh yeahhhh
some say i'm hoeish;some say i'm arrogant some say i'm cocky;
some say i aint shit but i got good dick,good dick, good dick,good dick
some say i'm hoeish;some say i'm arrogant some say i'm cocky;
some say i aint shit but i got good dick,good dick,
good dick,good dick
good dick committee;i'm the president!
frist class dick; i got the evidence 5 star dick; dick is elegant. heavy weight dic; check the measurements! gimme ah purple heart; i'm a dick vertern one shot of this ya mans irrevelant.
i call it swaet meat;it's hard like peppermint. i (?)by tomorrow; dick will pay the rent.
ask everytime; dick worth every cent. no tight jeans; dick will show the print fuck her '98;been fucking her ever since.
she want ah wedding ring she merried to the dick.
some say i'm hoeish;some say i'm arrogant some say i'm cocky;
some say i aint shit but i got good dick,good dick, good dick,good dick
some say i'm hoeish;some say i'm arrogant some say i'm cocky;
some say i aint shit but i got good dick,good dick,
good dick,good dick
Grade \"A\" dick; i'm talking top chef
millionaire dick: I'm talking bout myself this that Oh'10;this aint that Oh'7 take careof problems; dick like medicine. yeah,i talk shit; cuhz i can back it up or i can fuck again,every hoe that i done fucked real(?) when i'm in the guts finesse 'em from the back; kill em in the buck
na she sweatin me ; since i fucked her good. say don't like me drunk; she like she sucking wood.
dickk too good i can sell mine
#1 pick; talking first round.
some say i'm hoeish;some say i'm arrogant some say i'm cocky;
some say i aint shit but i got good dick,good dick, good dick,good dick
some say i'm hoeish;some say i'm arrogant some say i'm cocky;
some say i aint shit but i got good dick,good dick,
good dick,good dick
could be ah pornstar; star in my own flick i got amazing head; but even better dick.she call me t-bone; dick is super thickshe say her last man was like a toothpick . she love when i beat her; she will slit her wrist . energizer bunny; dick wil never quit. put on my headstone ; he died with good dick
[Chorus:]
Any city that I'm in I'ma show my ass (yae)
Catch me on that O bruh and I'ma show my ass (yae)
If I'm in the building then you know I'ma show my ass (yae)
Anywhere it's swole at I'ma show my ass (yae)
Any city that I'm in I'ma show my ass (yae)
Catch me on that O bruh and I'ma show my ass (yae)
If I'm in the building then you know I'ma show my ass (yae)
Anywhere it's swole at I'ma show my ass (yae)
[Verse 1:]
This is what I do dawg I do this shit forreal bruh
Came in with all this ice on I might need me a chuchiller
Y'all ain't got no money so y'all don't look familiar
I'm looking at her pooboo's she make me wanna treat her
I own a lot of property but no I'm not a reniter
I must be like flaming cause everybody want my signature
Hundred bottles there bubbling it got me talking physical
I read hoes and I read niggas that right that's my literature
This ? and this ? that bitch got me like digital
My pocket big like Christopher this yak is my liver
Whoo whoo cush all in my system
Last night I threw a lil some'
But tonight I'ma throw big some'
I'm clean boy I go whip some'
Oh oh my lil son
She running 'round my dick sucking
Give half a stack you kiss her
I'm going ham yes sir you better call your matterjust
She got me all in her camera
Everybody know that I'ma animal
[Chorus:]
Any city that I'm in I'ma show my ass (yae)
Catch me on that O bruh and I'ma show my ass (yae)
If I'm in the building then you know I'ma show my ass (yae)
Anywhere it's swole at I'ma show my ass (yae)
Any city that I'm in I'ma show my ass (yae)
Catch me on that O bruh and I'ma show my ass (yae)
If I'm in the building then you know I'ma show my ass (yae)
Anywhere it's swole at I'ma show my ass (yae)
[Verse 2:]
Walked up in the club boy you'll think I just came home
You'll think that I work there with all that he got that new on
Third bottle like really gone
Get any bitch that I really want pulled up in Valley piping out on that iPhone
Yae yae my homegirl getting he dike on
I'm posted up in the back though cooling it getting my mac on
Yae yae y'all know I'ma show my ass
Soon they bring this money back watch I throw this damn cash
Main rule in my clique dawg it's simple dawg no crabbing
Getting money and blowing racks I swear to God my passion
Everyday seven days I'm somewhere and I'm acting
Pull up in some' big I'm jumping out no cragging
This is what I live for
Swear to God this beautiful
Hundred bottles hundred broads didn't see no babies loosing up
Drive through this bitch with my le's on and my new chuck's
Bopping through the crowd loving live with my dueces up
[Chorus:]
Any city that I'm in I'ma show my ass (yae)
Catch me on that O bruh and I'ma show my ass (yae)
If I'm in the building then you know I'ma show my ass (yae)
Anywhere it's swole at I'ma show my ass (yae)
Any city that I'm in I'ma show my ass (yae)
Catch me on that O bruh and I'ma show my ass (yae)
If I'm in the building then you know I'ma show my ass (yae)
Anywhere it's swole at I'ma show my ass (yae)
[Verse 3:]
Pulled up in that new thang I pulled up with that top off
I am kind of tired I just finna get my rocks off
I keep me a lil some' some' just in case it pop off
I am bout that action ain bout that talk talk
I just dropped lil momma off left lil momma with lockedjaw
This right here that real deal this is not that knockoff
I am in my old school and get more hoes than your G4
Like how I be dressing but she really love this lingo
I feel like lil wanna do what you mad at me for
I pay a lil extra just put me on the top floor
You only in it one time I'ma show my ass til it time to go
I get mine and I'ma grow mine that right that real though
[Chorus:]
Any city that I'm in I'ma show my ass (yae)
Catch me on that O bruh and I'ma show my ass (yae)
If I'm in the building then you know I'ma show my ass (yae)
Anywhere it's swole at I'ma show my ass (yae)
Any city that I'm in I'ma show my ass (yae)
Catch me on that O bruh and I'ma show my ass (yae)
If I'm in the building then you know I'ma show my ass (yae)
I feel like havin' some company tonight
So, I just need to find out who wanna come
Spend the night wit' me tonight
It's a couple of things over here at my crib
That I wanna show you, so, all I wanna know, baby
Baby, wanna spend the night?
Get a crib that's so tight
A view that's just right
Got neighbors that's so nice
Baby, wanna spend the night?
You can help me count stacks
Got dogs that don't bite
A chef, cook what you like
Baby, wanna spend the night?
Wanna come and chill
Take a tour of my crib?
Show you what I'm rappin' is real
Good is how I live, goon palace, my dear
Whisper somethin' in yo ear
Hungry? Menu right here
All liquor, no beer
Got questions? Ask, my dear
What is that? Oh, that's a beer
Over there's a chandelier
Oh, this 'bout 5 carats in my ear
Baby, wanna spend the night?
Get a crib that's so tight
A view that's just right
Got neighbors that's so nice
Baby, wanna spend the night?
You can help me count stacks
Got dogs that don't bite
A chef, cook what you like
Baby, wanna spend the night?
Oh, sex? We'll get to that later
Who's that? Oh, that's my waiter
She does laundry, she cleans and she caters
She works for me 'cause I pay her
She'll take care of all of yo' favors
That's cherry wood on them tables
Don't wear suits that's tailored
Too gutta', it ain't in my nature
But I do want shit that cost paper
Look back there, them acres
That Bentley, I bought it for them haters
Got satellite, no cable
Wanna take a look at my gators?
Oh, wave at 'em, them my neighbors
They cool, baby, they got paper
They think I play for them 'Pacers'
Baby, wanna spend the night?
Get a crib that's so tight
A view that's just right
Got neighbors that's so nice
Baby, wanna spend the night?
You can help me count stacks
Got dogs that don't bite
A chef, cook what you like
Baby, wanna spend the night?
Pick where you wanna have sex
Anywhere in my house, be my guest
Got six rooms you can pick
We can go in the office on my desk
Wanna do it in the shower, then bet
Got maids to clean up our mess
What I'm 'bout to give you is the best
I'm here to fix yo' stress
Just let me know when you get wet
Take your time gettin' undressed
While I take the diamonds off my neck
'Cause I'm finna get in yo' chest
'Bouta put my eggs in yo' nest
On 'gnac, I needs no rest
Fuck you 'til you out of breath
Wanna spend the night again? Yes
Baby, wanna spend the night?
Get a crib that's so tight
A view that's just right
Got neighbors that's so nice
Baby, wanna spend the night?
You can help me count stacks
Got dogs that don't bite
A chef, cook what you like
Baby, wanna spend the night?
Baby, if you spend the night
You will not wanna go home
I will literally have to make you
Go home
You ever seen the commercial
Where they jump down there and grab his ankle?
And he gotta drag 'em through the halls
That would be you
But I promise you
I'll let you spend the night again, baby
Plies - Go Off
Chorus:
I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Verse 1:
Ho don't wait 1 mother fucking minute
N ain tryna hear shit cause I'm on dis Henne'y
N tell that fuck ass nigga I'll kill him
N please don't touch my shit with that shimmy
It ain't 4 5 racks then it ain't no candy
That dog ass ho she just like her mammy
Da tires on da old school nigga these skinny
N most of these rap ass niggas too friendly
Da ghost paid for mother fucker it ain't rented
I talk that killer shit cause it's in me
U know u can hustle, get it back nigga spend it
Cause I'm known to go off at any mother fucking minute
Chorus:
Nigga cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Verse 2:
U better what how u talk to me bitch
Cause I'll go smooth slap off in fis bitch
Come at me da wrong way n watch me clip it
Y'all dry snitches ass niggas make me sick
Ain bite my tongue when I was on my dick
A pod ass nigga get slapped right in his shit
N ion even speak to niggas who ain't in my click
N ain take no shit way back when I was a jit
N u don't wanna c me get 38 hot
Fuck around n give u pussy niggas 38 shots
N all these fuck niggas talk that talk
But these niggas don't wanna c me go off
Chorus:
Nigga cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Hook:
Cause I nut up I nut up
N y'all fuck niggas know that I nut up (2x)
Chorus:
Nigga cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
Don't make me mother fucking go off
Cause I go off I go off
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
[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!
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
They mad on me,...
What they do, they pocket watchin
They’re counting money, I’m bottle poppin
What they do, they pocket watchin
Gotta pocket watchin, they pocket watchin
What they do, they pocket watchin
They mad on me, ‘cause they ain’t got it
What they do, they pocket watchin.
A money feed it,... gotta same weather
... black and... a hair, what...
So better... yeah so better
I replace her, sweet love...
Chorus:
They mad at me,...
What they do, they pocket watchin
They’re counting money, I’m bottle poppin
What they do, they pocket watchin
Gotta pocket watchin, they pocket watchin
What they do, they pocket watchin
They mad atme, ‘cause they ain’t got it
What they do, they pocket watchin.
They pocket watchin bigga boo
... party b*tche... the ravenue
The... a hundred...
I’m the... in front of... they f*ck money
Then twitter... I ain’t f*ck the...
[Chorus:]
I’m in the... ain’t got a...
The white b*tch she got a...
We’re f*cking though, she from the sub board
I got to...
I’m like Peter Jackson... nigga hates you when... most niggas.
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
See my 1st move now I'm riding in a reager
Knew my brother go'n stash em when I seen him working the
beaker
Half of these niggas don't like me cause I wouldn't give em a
feature
Ion know y I past Spanish cause I was fucking my teacher
Just wanted me some bitches ain give a fuck about a beamer
Raised up in the projects they women live of the pizza
Niggas that had the money was the dope boys and the preacher
Always kept it Mina cause ain never been Visa
13 in a half was the age I tried the reefer
1st broad that I painted I fucked her right out the freezer
1st car that I stole was a two toat El Camino
Bitch hating on ya for nun they did the same thang to Jesus
Nigga don't wanna be Malcolm they wanna be Al Pacino
They ain't got shit on a nigga they charge yo ass with the Rico
Nigga that write it on me I seen I'm hollering bingo
4 4 on it now riding round in a 4-door
Heard them people lying and they riding and taking photo
Just called my lil bitch told her I wanna fuck her to peephole
Calling me bout the work then u better b using lingo
Fucking was in u bitch now she got me speaking bilingual
Hoe just ran out of dealers she hit they ass for some new clothes
I told em I'm buying them all I paid all in Sino
Cupids they wasn't ready we waited it out in coco
Shot a nigga this time we gone rob ya ass on the next go
Shout out to all the niggas on the yard that got a cellphone
All my soldiers that's in they got that shit in the chokehold
Anything dealing with me they gone put yo ass on the door though
Got letter from 1 of my shooters they shipped him to Colorado
Only thang that he want is a couple dollars and some photo
If I ever happen to go broke then I'm going to get me a drop hoe
Remember siting in the trap while I'm off that no door
Diesel was round the corner I was tryna get me some 2 4
Time done changed now niggas cool with squealing
Where I'm from it's bad some' like a religion
Sell dope 'til I make it that was my only vision
Half of my niggas dead other half in the penitentiary
Shit 21 that was my only bison
Hardhead all my life cause ain never like to listen
All I remember as a jit was waking up getting evicted
Still driving my shit even though my license suspended
Remember being on a lick the 1st time I seen a camenion
They asked me where all the yoppers I told em go ask my enemy
Will just let em talk but I refuse to let em kill me
They denied his 1st bond I guess God ignored his wishes
Detective asking u questions it just mean that they fishing
Thank about it all u want but all u niggas can get it
Most of these niggas lie that y I keep em up out my business
U think that he might b seeing u better take out the witness
Message to all u pussies u want it nigga come get it
1 of the fewest rappers that rapped about it done lived it
Y is he so emotional he just got in his feelings
Lot of these niggas gone I been fish grease for a minute
Half of these niggas faking it the jewler told all ya business
U ain't talking to me if u never tried to kill him
If I ever said u flaw then guess what I meant it
Y ion fuck with them niggas cause me n them niggas different
Last shootout I was in it last for 30 minutes
man bruh dis lil hoe just got through ridin dis dick
And when she got done i started clappin.
I told dat lil hoe she ride dick so good
I'm finna go get dat bitch a purple hood.
[chorus:]
Got a bad lil bitch dat i met in my hood
And i bragg on dis bitch every chance i could;
How she sit on that dick how she grind on dat wood
I ain't never seen a bitch ride dick dis good (she ride dick so good, she ride dick so good, never seen a bitch ride dick dis good, she a bad lil bitch dat i met in my hood and i ain't never seen a bitch ride dick this good).
[verse 1:]
She like to turn on them lights before she ride dat dick
Then she get on that dick and go to hittin that bitch
Put her hands on yo chest while she ridin that shit
Then put em' on her waist and go to poppin that shyt.
I got my hands on her ass now i'm stabbin that bitch
Went to hittin up in her deep now she grabbin dat dick
She got right on her toes now she handlin dat dick
Now she ridin dat dick like she paddlin dat dick
I told her keep on goinq just manage that dick went to slappin dat ass now she rubbin her clit
I asked her what's my name she went to holln dat shyt.
Got my hands on her waist now i'm all in that shit.
[repeat chorus:]
[verse 2:]
She turned backwards on da dick now she workin dem guts
And she throwin that pussy while she playin with them nuts.
Now she beatin that dick i think she gettin that nut now she backed on off and she slowin it on up. put her chest on the bed now she speedin on up got her ass cheeks spread now i'm killin that butt pussy got so wet i can hear them guts love to see that pipe keep goin in them guts.
Keep talkin that shit now i'm hittin her but and all she keep yellin is (keep on guttin, keep on guttin keep on guttin, i'm on vosp i'm holln keep on fucking, keep on fuckin, all i'm yellin is keep on fuckin, keep on fuckin, keep on fuckin, i'm on vosp i holln keep on fuckin.
[chorus]
[verse 3:]
She asked me what i wanna do i told her baby just drive put yo seatbelt on get on that dick and just ride get right on that dick talk to it just glide keep the dick in tho lean on me when ya tired if i ever told ya dis pussy wasn't good i lied if the dick came out of this pussy i'd cry how you ride that dick i can feel them sides.
Sit ride on that head slide down sooo nice wanna car point at it got damn i'd buy it you deserve that shit the kind of dick you ride keep ridin that dick keep lookin in my eyes you ride dick the best i'd marry you now.
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
[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
(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
Hey nigga... It ain't no motherfuckin' secret no mo' nigga... Yeah
I got my motherfuckin' chips straight now nigga... You bitch ass
niggas better hope I don't go broke nigga... 'Cause if I do I'mma
be layin' in yo' motherfuckin' bushes nigga haha!
I'm ridin' on twenty-eights (you know my money straight)
I drink 'Gnac e'eryday (you know my money straight)
Ask the strippers do I play (you know my money straight)
I'm in the mall e'eryday (you know my money straight)
I'm ridin' on twenty-eights (you know my money straight)
I drink 'Gnac e'eryday (you know my money straight)
Ask the strippers do I play (you know my money straight)
I'm in the mall e'eryday (you know my money straight)
I'm a animal in the club beast in the mall
If you want it better cop it 'fore I buy it out
Finna show you lil' rookie ass niggas how to ball
Don't you size me lil' nigga if ya money small
Got choppers and money so I'm ready for war
Got a glock forty pin yo' ass to the wall
Drop ten on the eights like to sit tall
And if you want the ho tell me I'll buy her dog
I drink 'Gnac don't fuck wit' Cris' at all
Draggin' bags nigga bust stacks in the mall
You smoke regular or 'preme homie it's yo' call
It ain't shit to me nigga 'cause I'm a big dog
You don't know when the feds comin' so you better ball
Livin' mine on the edge motherfuck the law
I'm gettin' mo' money now nigga than I done ever saw
And I can afford to smoke it a hundred dollar 'gar
I buy whips on the regular soak 'em in candy
You know I'm in the strip club 'cause all the hoes happy
Soon as I hit the motherfuckin' do' I'm spendin' cabbage
Spend somethin' or get the fuck from 'round me crabbin'
Me and the goons caked up blowin' money laughin'
Ask the niggas that know me I'm big dog status
It ain't V.S.O.P. I don't want it don't even ask me
Blew a stack on that ho 'cause I seen you hackin'
Got my pistol on me pussy nigga that's why I'm actin'
'Gnaced up and doped up ready to make it happen
Rather be the nigga that e'erybody wanna rob
Then be that nigga dog that e'erybody seen starve
I get money nigga that's my motherfuckin' job
And I ain't goin' broke no mo' nigga I swear to God
'Cause when you ballin' nigga that's when that hatin' start
I know one way to go pussy and that's hard
I'm out right now a hundred thousand dollar bonds
Pussy ass cracker must thought a nigga ain't have the funds
Got out the same day nigga bought mo' guns
Beggin' one of these fuck niggas to play dumb
So I can fuck around and give they ass the whole drum
Took plenty losses bounced back off e'ery one
Ain't never asked one of you fuck niggas to hold somethin'
Then why you mad at me pussy 'cause you ain't me
Ain't been in the mall five minutes and done spent a G
Tell the truth about me pussy I'm who you wanna be
I gave her two hundred for the head 'cause I'm fuckin' for free
If you a pussy nigga you probably don't fuck wit' me
How much I paid for the watch dropped fifty-three
Bought that and another crib the same week
And all my rent paid for nigga I ain't leasin'
[Talking: Plies]
How ya'll say It up north? no home
I looked in da mirror dis morning bro
And I said I'm finna give dis rapping shit up bro
Bitch I look to handsome to be rapping
bitch I'm a model
[Chorus:]
Bitch I'm a model
Called a photographer
Dressed like I'm going to a photo shoot partner
Bitch I'm a model
Millionaire Posture
Jewelry cost me over one million dollars
Bitch I'm a model
G Q starter
Everything I do watch these other niggas follow
Bitch I'm a model
No nigga hotter
Later on tonight I'm fucking somebodys daughter
[Verse 1:]
I look so good good good good good
And I am from the hood hood hood hood hood
These hoes pouring love love love love love
My gear is off the hook hook hook hook hook
I look like a model , 7 days a week
I am to clean ,hell na I can't speak
12 hundred on the jeans
5 hundred on the feet
3 goon chains a hundred 40 thousand dollars each
400 20 thousand, I can show you the reseat
You can tell how I walk I was made for T.V.
You can tell by the jewels I am some-bod-dy
I am the sharpest nigga living who the fuck you supposed to be
[Chorus:]
[Verse 2:]
Look like I am on the run run run run way
And I am the shit what else the fuck I'm posed to say
You can catch me in that Mazerati later on today
with 200 thousand worth of jewelry on, ok
and who is my designer? I don't really wanna say
and I only do 40 when I'm on the highway
so you can see that candy candy candy candy spray
and I want you to see this handsome handsome handsome face
and I had hoes way before I was rich
but now that I got money I got millions I can pick
Cause money make most of these broads fuck quick
and I am so fly I can't help it
[Chorus:]
[Verse 3:]
I need to be on the cover of a fucking magazine
cause I am the handsomest nigga you fucking seen
I am so dope put me on the triple beam
ammo on my waste I got them racks up in my jeans
call me Mr. Lysol da boy is so clean
catch me in the club you would think I'm on a bean
I am really loaded 60,000 in my jeans
and I feel safe, I got shooters on my team
Intro:
Let's get it let's get it let's get it let's get it let's get it let's get it let's
get it
Chorus:
Whatever you bout I'm bout
Whatever you with I'm with
Whenever you ready all you gotta do is say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
Let's get it
Let's get it
Whatever you bout I'm bout
Whatever you with I'm with
Whenever you ready all you gotta do is say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
Let's get it
Let's get it
Verse 1:
Ok mother fucker let me tell you something
I'm in it with my squad and all us out here bucking
We know how to set it off but we don't know how to dougie
One wrong move homie we go have you ducking
And 200 for these damn Jordan's so ain went to stomping
Pay 50 bucks for this throwaway so I am with the upping
One thang I can promise you boy we ain't with them bluffing
Got me a small clique and my homeboys and the rest of 'em my
cousins
That's my homeboy and he fucked up but ain't nobody here go
touch him
He came with me and he go leave with me and that's the end of
discussion
Let's get it let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
Everybody in my circle want it
You bet believe that I love 'em let's get it
Chorus:
Whatever you bout I'm bout
Whatever you with I'm with
Whenever you ready all you gotta do is say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
Let's get it
Let's get it
Whatever you bout I'm bout
Whatever you with I'm with
Whenever you ready all you gotta do is say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
Let's get it
Let's get it
Verse 2:
My dawg just call me right
Said he got a cable right
Told me if we slide right now we go get this cash right
Told you you know I'm bout it boy
All you gotta do is holler boy
One phone call away I'm out here with my dawg boy
Let's get it let's get it
All you gotta do is say let's get it
I'm out here you know bout me
I'ma tell you now I'ma show bout me
It's a hustler thang but my damn my D
I die for them cause they'll die bout me
Let's get it let's get it
All you gotta do is say let's get it
Ok mother fucker let me tell you something
Ok mother fucker let me tell you something
Let's get it let's get it
All you gotta do is say let's get it
Let's get it let's get it
All you gotta do is say let's get it
Chorus:
Whatever you bout I'm bout
Whatever you with I'm with
Whenever you ready all you gotta do is say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
Let's get it
Let's get it
Whatever you bout I'm bout
Whatever you with I'm with
Whenever you ready all you gotta do is say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
Let's get it
Let's get it
Verse 3:
Hustle for the frankalin
Messing with the Benjamin
Everyday I'm out here trying to come up with a master plan
I'm just trying to hustle man
I keep thinking bout robing man
Only thing I need right now is run it cross bout six and sayings
Ain't nobody go give me nothing so I might as well gone take the
chance
You ain't got mo money dawg and you go be a lonely man
I gotta make some sake
I gotta make some sake
My dawg just called my phone and this is all he yelling on the other
end is let's get it let's get it
All he keep on yelling is let's get items get it
All he keep yelling is let's get it let's get it
All he keep yelling is let's get it let's get it
Fuck it dawg don't whisper let's get it
Chorus:
Whatever you bout I'm bout
Whatever you with I'm with
Whenever you ready all you gotta do is say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
Let's get it
Let's get it
Whatever you bout I'm bout
Whatever you with I'm with
Whenever you ready all you gotta do is say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
All you gotta say let's get it
Let's get it
Heh, not again
Ohh, this ain't supposed to happen to me
Keep rockin', and keep knockin'
Whether you Louis Vuitton it up or Reebokin'
You see the hate, that they're servin' on a platter
So what we gon' have, dessert or disaster?
I never thought I'd be in love like this
When I look at you my mind goes on a trip
Then you came in, and knocked me on my face
Feels like in I'm a race
But I already won first place
I never thought I'd fall for you as hard as I did
(As hard as I did, yeah)
You got me thinkin' bout our life our house and kids, yeah
Every mornin' I look at you and smile
'Cause boy you came around and you knocked me down
Knocked me down
Sometimes love comes around
(Love comes around love comes around)
And it knocks you down
Just get back up
When it knocks you down
(Knocks you down)
Sometimes love comes around
(Love comes around)
And it knocks you down
Just get back up
When it knocks you down
(Knocks you down)
I never thought I'd, hear myself say, ooh, ya'll gon' head
I think I'm gonna kick it wit my girl today, kick it wit my girl today
I used to be commander and chief
Of my pimp ship flyin' high, flyin' high)
Til I met this pretty little missile that shot me out the sky
(Oh shot me out the sky)
Hey, now I'm crashing, don't know how it happened
But I know it feels so damn good
Said if I could back, and make it happen faster
Don't you know I would baby if I could
Miss Independent, ohh, to the fullest, the load never too much
She helpin' me pull it
She shot the bullet that ended that life
I swear to you the pimp in me just died tonight
Girl sometimes love
Sometimes love comes around
(Love comes around)
And it knocks you down
Just get back up
When it knocks you down
(Knocks you down)
Sometimes love comes around
(Love comes around)
And it knocks you down
Just get back up
When it knocks you down
(Knocks you down)
Tell me now can you make it past your Caspers
So we can finally fly off into NASA
You was always the cheerleader of my dreams that
Seem to only date the head of football teams
And I was the class clown that, always kept you laughin'
We, were never meant to be baby we just happen
So please, don't mess up the trick, hey young world I'm the new slick rick
They say I move too quick, but we can't let the moment pass us
Let the hourglass pass right into ashes
Let the wind blow the ash right before my glasses
So I wrote this love letter right before my classes
How could a goddess ask, someone that's only average
For advice, OMG, you listen to that bitch?
Whoa, it's me, baby this is tragic
'Cause we had it, we was magic
I was flyin', now I'm crashin'
This is bad, real bad, Michael Jackson
Now I'm mad, real mad, Joe Jackson
You should leave your boyfriend now, I'mma ask him
Say you gotta put the good with the bad, happy and the sad
So will u bring a better future than I had in the past
Oh Cause, I don't wanna make the same mistakes I did
I don't wanna fall back on my face again
Whoa, whoa, I'll admit it, I was scared to answer love's call
Whoa, whoa, and if it hits better make it worth the fall
(When it comes around)
Sometimes love comes around
(Love comes around)
And it knocks you down
Just get back up
When it knocks you down
(Knocks you down)
Sometimes love comes around
(Love comes around)
And it knocks you down
Just get back up
When it knocks you down
(Knocks you down)
Won't see it coming when it happens, hey
But when it happens you're gonna feel it, let me tell you now
You see when love knocks you down
Won't see it coming when it happens
But when it happens you're gonna feel it, let me tell you now
You see when love knocks you down
Chorus:
See I made it of the block way,
They don't talk it, they just do it
Now we celebrate a way to bring a bottle of fluid
Yeah, I started in the kitchen, now we're strapping...
And was a word about the niggas who was clapping in the streets
Cause they were with me (the long way)
I'm getting money (the long way)
I'm in the streets (the long way)
They bitches love me (the long way)
I'm in these streets the long way
The bitches love me the wrong way
On three I hear hustles, got a ride under my way
Make them take it from... could change
... says she hurt them both the chain
Homie, took my own...
Bitch, I really don't know how to pay, no!
No beat... so right now I'm kinda drained
... and you're right up in the game
Getting money, fucking dimes and we're on the same thing!
Since I scream out for a trigger
All game been the same
Since the young been official
Nobody say I am!
That's why the hoes love me, cause I fuck them till they faint
... album all and the same
In the hood I'm a god, everybody know my name
They team... told them to take it off the frame
... cause they all like to aim
Ask me why my dough gone, I forbid these smoking stains
Chorus:
See I made it of the block way,
They don't talk it, they just do it
Now we celebrate a way to bring a bottle of fluid
Yeah, I started in the kitchen, now we're strapping...
And was a word about the niggas who was clapping in the streets
Cause they were with me (the long way)
I'm getting money (the long way)
I'm in the streets (the long way)
They bitches love me (the long way)
I'm in these streets the long way
The bitches love me the wrong way
He say he's good in the hood, but my... a little better
Ask me do I want... tell them fuck it, go...
See, I used to call them... but now I call them weather
And in a giving time better turn up on a nigga
... that's a whole lot of pressure
Ain't lie, swear to God that the whole God bless him!
... that I'm a pussy, and they don't get the message
So when her man leave she can go ahead and text me
You ain't seen me in a minute... had to fix it
All day, no hoe cause he might be trying to check me
Ask me why keep turning my head,
I told the bitch you trying to kiss me
Ain't... for all of that, I've been trying to get you to business
Chorus:
See I made it of the block way,
They don't talk it, they just do it
Now we celebrate a way to bring a bottle of fluid
Yeah, I started in the kitchen, now we're strapping...
And was a word about the niggas who was clapping in the streets
Cause they were with me (the long way)
I'm getting money (the long way)
I'm in the streets (the long way)
They bitches love me (the long way)
I'm in these streets the long way
The bitches love me the wrong way
Got so many hoe, I'm winning nigga, bingo
Yeah, I'm in the club, bitch I got my...
Say he had a check for texting by...
Your legit told me I'm a real nigga, he knows!
First I bought a house, then I bought a stove
Got my money up, then I bought a...
Next I bought a bucket, then I bought a room
Where is all this money, nearby is some hoe
... she told me she fucked with me the long way
He don't get on more realer, ain't nothing else to say
Chorus:
See I made it of the block way,
They don't talk it, they just do it
Now we celebrate a way to bring a bottle of fluid
Yeah, I started in the kitchen, now we're strapping...
And was a word about the niggas who was clapping in the streets
Cause they were with me (the long way)
I'm getting money (the long way)
I'm in the streets (the long way)
They bitches love me (the long way)
I'm in these streets the long way
Featuring: Trey Songz
If you a bad lit kitty, kitty
And you see me
In the streets or in the club
And you tryna get my attention
Just purr
Here, kitty, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
Make yo body
Purr, purr, purr, purr, purr
I'm looking for the right kitty
Nice walk, nice fur
She got a real strong stand
With a real soft purr
Clean kitty who like
Hoes in the dirt
Wanna lay in yo lap
Rub her face in yo shirt
And she super, super timid
She don't like to move fur
Got a solid lil' frame
With a nice set of curves
And she sleep in a box
What I love about her
Love to hang by herself
Love to stand in front the mirror
Got nice long legs
Look good in her skirts
And I have this flow
When she ride in reverse
She don't never say much
When you feed her she just purr
You can play with her feet
Touch her tail, she jerks
She just like a kitty
Show her teeth when it hurt
Gotta lil' attitude
That can use a little work
Wanna make her close her eyes
Rub her stomach it works
If you want my attention
When you see me just purr
Here, kitty, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
If you come I'll
Make you purr
Here, kitty, kitty
Let me rub your fur
Here, kitty, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
If you come I'll
Make you purr
Here, kitty, kitty
Let me rub your fur
Wanna rub away them toes
Talk to her when I'm bored
Keep the kitty in the house
So it never get ignored
Wanna top notch kitty
Way everybody can't afford
Let the top straight back
Set that kitty in the Porsche
Drive the kitty round the city
Let the air cool her off
I'm a pat, pat, pat her
Every time the kitty cold
Keep her close to me
Don't want the kitty getting lost
You ain't ridding with a lame
Babe, you ridding with the boss
Got that nice set of eyes
Just like a lil' kitty
Run yo hands through her fur
'Cause her ass so pretty
How she follow you around
How you know when she with it
She purr, purr, purr
Every time you get it
In the middle of the club
Hollerin', meow, meow
Purr, purr, purr
That's that kitty sound, kitty sound
Here kitty, kitty
Let me pat it out, pat it out
Not white diamonds
But they yack brown
Here, kitty, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
If you come I'll
Make you purr
Here, kitty, kitty
Let me rub your fur
Here, kitty, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
If you come I'll
Make you purr
Here, kitty, kitty
Let me rub your fur
I know exactly where
You'd like me to touch you
So I'ma feel up on it, touch up on it
Kiss up on it, rub up on it
I know that you need my love
When we leave this club
I don't wanna rush
'Cause I need so much time to fuck you
Here, kitty, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
If you come I'll
Make you purr
Here, kitty, kitty
Let me rub your fur
Here, kitty, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
Here, kitty, kitty
If you come I'll
Make you purr
Here, kitty, kitty
Let me rub your fur
Here, kitty, kitty
[Hook] x 2
Strap on my motherfucking lap, it’s shoot or hunna
Bad bitches all on times, gotta hunna
Stick that on that ass, doing the tat, doing the hunna
I ain’t got no change yeah, all I got is hunna
New palee, white teeth, fuck louie
Start talking bout it, be about it, pussy do it
...go the go, said fuck it, I ain’t coming
New lands came out, I’m going to get the john
He rap his ass off but that fuck nigga cornered
Asked me for a feature, told him nigga
I ain’t doing it
Money in the ceiling, got them turkeys in the van
Pistol on the counter, got the cookings front to fan
[Hook] x 2
Strap on my motherfucking lap, it’s shoot or hunna
Bad bitches all on times, gotta hunna
Stick that on that ass, doing the tat, doing the hunna
I ain’t got no change yeah, all I got is hunna
Who that nigga in the 5 star suit
Nigga play the chppa, nigga that 5 star eat
I don’t give a fuck, drop the hunna on the beats
Pay for the cats, all the crackers on lease
And one of us don’t die pussy nigga wouldn’t beef
You scared say you scared, nigga
Get behind me
Peels on my lap, waist them all on the seat
Pour down the liquor, for my homie, rest in piece
[Hook] x 2
Strap on my motherfucking lap, it’s shoot or hunna
Bad bitches all on times, gotta hunna
Stick that on that ass, doing the tat, doing the hunna
Car full of choppers and everybody quiet
A car full of goons and everybody certified
And if you froze up last time you can't ride
It's goin' down tonight 'coz these goons out lurkin
Car full of choppers and everybody quiet
A car full of goons and everybody certified
And if you froze up last time you can't ride
It's goin' down tonight 'coz these goons out lurkin
Five in the mornin', ain't nobody out but us
And everybody sleep but we been awake to sit up
And finna teach you *** 'bout playin' with us
We find your duck *** tonight, lil' homie, you out of luck
And he don't know we comin', finna get his life took
We ride with Bin Laden *** a hundred round plus
Before he went to sleep he ain't know he wouldn't be wakin' up
It's already understood, the *** get behind us, flush
And we ain't comin' home till all the clips empty
And we ain't shootin' up no house, it draw too much attention
We catch your *** comin' out, lil' homie, you guess it
And I bet one mother*** thing *** we ain't missing
Car full of choppers and everybody quiet
A car full of goons and everybody certified
And if you froze up last time you can't ride
It's goin' down tonight 'coz these goons out lurkin
Car full of choppers and everybody quiet
A car full of goons and everybody certified
And if you froze up last time you can't ride
It's goin' down tonight 'coz these goons out lurkin
You might miss the newspaper but you gon' make the news
Victim found face down, knocked him by the shoes
Them choppers went off, he tried to run but couldn't move
Sawed him in a half, that chopper broke him down in two
Everything them hollow points hit knock them loose
We want your homeboys, naw *** we ain't through
Them *** find a hundred *** but ain't got a clue
Now everybody claim they know who *** over you
A big mouth don't get you *** but a big funeral
And a bunch of mother*** cryin' who claimin' they knew you
You can't bring him back, stop cryin', the *** dead
He should've kept his mouth close, he ain't know how to play it
Car full of choppers and everybody quiet
A car full of goons and everybody certified
And if you froze up last time you can't ride
It's goin' down tonight 'coz these goons out lurkin
Car full of choppers and everybody quiet
A car full of goons and everybody certified
And if you froze up last time you can't ride
It's goin' down tonight 'coz these goons out lurkin
Oh, it's Plies again, I chase paper
I just had somebody come up to me and ask me, I chase paper
What do you do for a living, sir? I chase paper, What you told 'em?
I told 'em, I chase paper, what da fuck do you do? I chase paper
If you wanna know what my occupation is, homie
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Twenty, four)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Seven, homie)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Monday, through)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Sunday, homie)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Twenty, four)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Seven, homie)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Monday, through)
I chase paper, I chase paper, I chase paper
(Sunday, homie)
Hustle now, sleep when I'm dead
Niggas with paper, they go fed
Grandma told me, that's where I'm headin'
Gon' chase paper, can't be scared
All I know, I won't beg
Owe me paper, I want my bread
Don't wanna pay, I want your head
Yoppa loaded, under my bed
Gon' chase paper 'til I'm dead
How much paper it's gon' take?
Just for me to be straight
Me to be rich, I can't wait
All I do is paper chase
I won't got time, I can't wait
'Cause I need millions on my plate
I chase paper all day
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Twenty, four)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Seven, homie)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Monday, through)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Sunday, homie)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Twenty, four)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Seven, homie)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Monday, through)
I chase paper, I chase paper, I chase paper
(Sunday, homie)
Wake up early, lookin' for a check
'Til I get rich, I can't rest
Broke and black, now that's stress
Wanna break bread wit' me, be my guest
When I got paper, I'm at my best
Only money can fix my mess
Tired of Chevy's, I want jets
All I need is one big lick
I want now, I won't next
I want paper, he don't want shit
I want mansions, he want a bitch
That's the last thang on my list
Without paper, I am sick
Paper ain't there, I want it
I chase paper 'til I quit
The mo' I hustle the mo' I get
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Twenty, four)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Seven, homie)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Monday, through)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Sunday, homie)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Twenty, four)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Seven, homie)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Monday, through)
I chase paper, I chase paper, I chase paper
(Sunday, homie)
I lost it all, I almost cried
Can't sleep, I got bags under my eyes
I need paper, fuck bein' tied
I need paper, mo' than I do a wife
If I go broke, I would die
Hustle longer than nine to five
Can't be broke, got too much pride
What's after broke, suicide
Been chasin' paper all my life
They hatin' on me, that's alright
I need haters, they my high
Easy gettin' the mo' you try
Paper chaser, that is I
Hundred mil', still won't retire
My brother in prison, chasin' it now
Say I won't chase paper, that's a lie
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Twenty, four)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Seven, homie)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Monday, through)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Sunday, homie)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Twenty, four)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Seven, homie)
I chase paper, I chase paper
(Monday, through)
I chase paper, I chase paper, I chase paper
(Sunday, homie)
Oh, I know all about chasin' paper, brah
Three albums in sixteen months, homie
I'm all about chasin' paper
This how we comin' out the gates, homie
Da REAList in stores December 16th
What time it is, brah?
5:22 in the mornin', brah, am
Either they hatin' or they tryna be just like me, man
[[Chorus]]
Yeea I'm drunk plus I'm vibin,
Pistol in my pocket
And I'm wildin,
Got all my jelwery on,
And I'm clownin nigga,
What the fuck you gone do bout it
Yeea I'm drunk plus I'm vibin,
Pistol in my pocket
And I'm wildin,
Got all my jelwery on,
And I'm clownin nigga,
What the fuck you gone do bout it
[[Verse 1]]
Got moneyy,
I can pop bottles,
Keep one in the hand,
This big 40,
Take somethin from me
I'm goin off
N fuckin wit me
Thats gone cost you,
Noo Noo,
I aint on blue dolphin,
Yeaa Yeaa,
The yak got me talkin,
Big gar in my mouth keep me coughin,
All this cash keep me flossin,
Jewery on,
Cant keep these hoes off me,
Caked up look how I'm walkin,
Fuck nigga cross me,
I'm gone spark em,
Made nigga look how I'm bossin
[[Chorus]]
Yeea I'm drunk plus I'm vibin,
Pistol in my pocket
And I'm wildin,
Got all my jelwery on,
And I'm clownin nigga,
What the fuck you gone do bout it
Yeea I'm drunk plus I'm vibin,
Pistol in my pocket
And I'm wildin,
Got all my jelwery on,
And I'm clownin nigga,
What the fuck you gone do bout it
[[Verse 2]]
For a stack,
I can get you killed,
Real nigga,
Thats how I'm built,
Stop waitin,
I do not slip,
Fly game,
We'll get you flipped,
Choppers,
Aint sold em there,
Dont like me,
I do not care,
Care for what,
I'ma millionare,
Tight jean,
Somethin I dont wear,
Real stuff,
Cant fit in them there,
Fuckk nigga,
Somethin I dont spare,
Pussy,
Smell em in there,
Stay strapped,
Go anywhere
[[Chorus]]
Yeea I'm drunk plus I'm vibin,
Pistol in my pocket
And I'm wildin,
Got all my jelwery on,
And I'm clownin nigga,
What the fuck you gone do bout it
Yeea I'm drunk plus I'm vibin,
Pistol in my pocket
And I'm wildin,
Got all my jelwery on,
And I'm clownin nigga,
What the fuck you gone do bout it
[[Verse 3]]
Yeaa,
Nigga I am him,
Noo,
I dont fuck wit them,
Rob me,
Naw thats Slim,
Goons,
Got plenty of them,
Knock off yo limb,
Head shots,
Aimin at yo rim,
Fuck them niggas,
I dont Fear em,
Kill that nigga when I see him,
Money,
Buy one of you niggas,
Ride wit fate on my trigger,
Sleep wit hand on my pistol,
Made me kill one of you niggas
[[Chorus]]
Yeea I'm drunk plus I'm vibin,
Pistol in my pocket
And I'm wildin,
Got all my jelwery on,
And I'm clownin nigga,
What the fuck you gone do bout it
Yeea I'm drunk plus I'm vibin,
Pistol in my pocket
And I'm wildin,
Got all my jelwery on,
And I'm clownin nigga,
Intro:
Oooohhhohohohohoh yes can I talk 2 u baby n tell u how I feel
Chorus:
When we get in this room when we get in this room when we get in this room
when we get in this room when we get in this room when we get in this room
I'ma fuck the shit out u I'ma fuck the shit out u
When we get in this room when we get in this room when we get in this room
when we get in this room when we get in this room when we get in this room
I'ma fuck the shit out u I'ma fuck the shit out u
Verse 1:
Taking shots off that pussy moan while I'm in that pussy
Go deep down in that pussy nigga that head right on that pussy
Yeah I'm loving this pussy trying not 2 nut in this pussy
But it feel so warm in this pussy keep right on throwing this pussy
My skin slapping yo skin n my hands squeezing yo ass
Going slow then I'm going fast
I can feel yo juices right on that head
I love it when u toss it in that bed
I want this pussy it's so bad
Got yo legs cocked n they spread u got that arch deep in ya back
Chorus:
When we get in this room when we get in this room when we get in this room
when we get in this room when we get in this room when we get in this room
I'ma fuck the shit out u I'ma fuck the shit out u
When we get in this room when we get in this room when we get in this room
when we get in this room when we get in this room when we get in this room
I'ma fuck the shit out u I'ma fuck the shit out u
Verse 2:
We just right here looking up at the ceiling
She still tryna talk 2 me sighing at me like she windy
Whisper in her ear dawg told her she was splendid
Told her don't get 2 comfortable cause I am still not finished
I'ma just let u regroup cool off 4 a minute
Her third leg still ain't went down so I still gotta handle my business
I told her take the clapping whenever that she ready
She whisper back n told me Papi Chulo I'm ready
I'm right bike in this pussy she throwing it like she in love
I'm pushing it in her guts she want a hick of my nut
N I'm just throwing that dick n I'm just throwing that dick
N I'm just throwing that dick she really loving this shit
The way u me feel I'll freak u right I will
I'll have yo body sick in places asking me as it will
I'm going deeper hot like a fever
The way that u fucking me lets me know u a keeper
Chorus:
When we get in this room when we get in this room when we get in this room
I'ma fuck the shit out u baby when we get in this room ooohhh I'ma fuck
the shit out u I'ma fuck the shit out u
When we get in this room when we get when we get in this room when we get
when we get in this room when we get in this room I'ma fuck the shit out u
I'ma fuck the shit out u I'ma fuck the shit out u
Outro:
Ooohhhohohoh when we get in this room this room I'm gonna fuck u so baby
Damn my P.O. I ain't gon' stop grindin'
Violate me if ya want gon' have to come find me
Lookin' for me in the streets I'm somewhere shinin'
Live every gotdamn day like it's Friday
Damn my P.O. I ain't gon' stop grindin'
Violate me if ya want gon' have to come find me
Lookin' for me in the streets I'm somewhere shinin'
Live every gotdamn day like it's Friday
Tell the feds if they comin' they better come now
They got my chips straight now I'm ready to retire
I ball 'til I fall homie thug 'til I die
And if I died today I know I'll probably fry
But if I hit the right lick I can live nice
Think I'm scared to go get it you gotdamn lie
My money go to lookin' funny I'm gettin' on seventy-five
Non-stop homie straight to the Cuban's island
I like to get money, fuck hoes, and rock ice
Give a damn who don't like it, it's my life
That's why I drank e'eryday dog and stay high
Catch me in the strip club lettin' money fly
And goin' broke the only thing that can make me cry
I told my P.O. she can't change me don't even try
The street life got me gone I don't know why
Tryna at least see a couple mill' 'fore I die
Before I went to sleep I prayed for a hundred squares
Told God he'll bless me if He really cared
Know you fuck niggas prayin' for me to get killed
Know you crackers wish you could give me a hundred years
That's why I ball and stunt for the niggas in jail
Cracker gon' have to kill me 'fore they put me in a cell
Nigga told me to turn myself in I told him "go to Hell"
'Cause if they want me they better do they job and that's real
Worst thang they can do is hold me with no bail
Until that shit happen been done ran across a whole mill'
I thug it out 'til the end homie that's how it is
Life too motherfuckin' short for me to sit still
I can't leave these streets nigga they pay my bills
I gotta be dead in prison nigga for me to chill
I asked a trick the other day why he pop pills
He told me I'll pop 'em too if I knew how it feel
I wake up e'ery mornin' lookin' for a money bag
When a nigga died and he was broke then he died sad
If I was on my dick you niggas'll be glad
Squeeze eights on the donk just to make you mad
'Long as my heart still beatin' nigga I'mma get cash
Live every motherfuckin' day like it's my last
Indictment money in my pocket and 'Gnac in my system
Need every muhfuckin' day to feel like Christmas
Heard the crackers downtown givin' out big nimbles
Chorus: Baby I Fucks With You Cause All The Lil Things You Do You Keep It So True
That's Why I Fucks With You Cause Yeen Worried Bout The Fame With The Name Or The Bling
That's Why Im Calling You A Bad Muthafucka Cant Let Nan Other Bitch Out There Touch Ya
They Start Dancing When I Walk In Now They Scared To Say Leave Me I FUCKS WITH YOU
Verse 1: I Ran Down On Her She Was There So I Cuffed Her Cute Lil Baby Plus She Got Good Butt
Im Fucked Up Bout It Like Forreal Doe Bruh Hygiene A-1 So I Dont Smell Nun
She Bout That Life That's Why I Deal With Her
When She Ask Me To Come Through I Dont Even Buck
She Can Be Sleep When I Call She Pop Right Up
And Nobody Rock Them Boy Shorts Like Her
Them Lil Cheeks Be Hangin
I Be Looking At Her Stuck
She Aint Gotta Ask For Bread Cause I Fuck With Her Tuff
Im Hungry I Call Her She Come Through In The Clutch
I Fuck With Her The Long Way Like Straight Up
Chorus
Verse 2: If I Was Broke Right Now I Think She'll Let Me Hold Something
Feel Like She For Me So I Include Her When I Got Stuntin
Mama Bills Get Behind I Shoot Her A Lil Sumtn
Answer My Phone In Front Of Her She Dont Say Nun
I Get To Talking To Long Doe She Look At Me Funny
She Kno It Aint Nun The Boy Jus Gettin To The Money
When I Wanna Tease Her A Lil Bit I Jus Call Her Country
When I Wanna See Her Smile I Jus Tell Her Doe I Jus Tell Her She Bucking
Chill When She Need Too Snap When She Have Too
One Thing About It She Do Her Thing With Them Hair Do's
I Told Her She Been Getting Thick Since I've Been Cutting Her
She Told Me No Im Aint I Get It From My Mama
Chorus
Verse 3: I Feel Like She Deserve A Nigga Like Me
She Fall I Got Her Ima Put Her Back On Her Feet
I Aint Trying Change Her And She Aint Tryna Change Me
She Jus Got Real She Ask Me Do I Wanna Key
I Wanted To Tell Her Yeah But I Had To Kept It G
That's Why I Fucks With You Cause You Fucks With Me
I Can Be On The Road And She Can Be Out Of Town
And I Aint Got To Sweat Her Cause She Gon Hold Me Down
Weither She Do Or Dont She Act Like She Care
Even When I Aint Around She Act Like Im There
I Aint One Of Them Dudes Who Tell You What To Wear
You Can Flaunt It All You Want To I Aint Insecure
Intro:
Cryin in the shower people in the world cryin in the shower people
in the world cryin in the shower people in the world
Chorus:
It's people in the world,
Everyday they have they problems,
They don’t want nobody to judge em
So they just keep it inside of em
They smile when you see em
Cuz they don’t want you to know nothin botherin em
But when they all along they just cryin in the shower
Verse 1:
Your bills done got behind gotcha scared to check ya mail box
Seem like err body askin for all the things you don’t got
Err body depend on you
But you cant never get shit that they got
You did stuff for people
When you could have been helping yourself out
Your heart is good but it don’t got you in some bad spots
You bills keep piling up, it seem like they wont stop
The economy done got bad, you ain't got money like you used to
But who seems to cares when all these bills and the rent due
And sometime it seem like hell you done been through
And sometimes your biggest critics are people you kin to
Why people judge you off the things that you didn’t do
But you keep it to yourself, no body to turn to
Chorus:
It's people in the world,
Everyday they have they problems,
They don’t want nobody to judge em
So they just keep it inside of em
They smile when you see em
Cuz they don’t want you to know nothin botherin em
But when they all along they just cryin in the shower
It's people in the world,
Everyday they have they problems,
They don’t want nobody to judge em
So they just keep it inside of em
They smile when you see em
Cuz they don’t want you to know nothin botherin em
But when they all along they just cryin in the shower
Verse 2:
She just had an abortion
Cuz she didn’t wanna disappoint her family
Her momma always told her if she got pregnant she better be
married
She ain't wanna do it but she was too afraid to have it
She didn't tell nobody including the dude that got her pregnant
This whole decision had been fucking with her daily
And uh all she thinking bout is god gone hate me and uh
What he gone say about her decision making and
Cryin in the shower that’s the only rest haven and
That’s where she go when she wanna escape it
But to the rest of the world she just a innocent baby
So many innocent people in bad situations
And shes only 14 which makes it even more crazy
Chorus:
It's people in the world,
Everyday they have they problems,
They don’t want nobody to judge em
So they just keep it inside of em
They smile when you see em
Cuz they don’t want you to know nothin botherin em
But when they all along they just cryin in the shower
It's people in the world,
Everyday they have they problems,
They don’t want nobody to judge em
So they just keep it inside of em
They smile when you see em
Cuz they don’t want you to know nothin botherin em
But when they all along they just cryin in the shower
Verse 3:
Everyday you wake up
With the pressure of the world on your shoulders
You tryin to provide for your family
But the world just keep getting colder
You just got news you lost your job
N feel like its over
On top that somebody just in yo family died
N u still ain't got that closer
It feel like you losing it
You tryin to keep your composer
You dealin with yourself cuz everybody so nosy
Yo eyes done got heavy your heart is just hurtin
On the outside your normal
But on the inside you cursin
With out your job you feel like a whole different person
N one thing you know is the devil workin
Cant let him defeat you
That’s what got you so determined
Don’t let nobody judge ya cuz ain't nobody perfect
Chorus:
Its people in the world,
Everyday they have they problems,
They don’t want nobody to judge em
So they just keep it inside of em
They smile when you see em
Cuz they don’t want you to know nothin botherin em
But when they all along they just cryin in the shower
Its people in the world,
Everyday they have they problems,
They don’t want nobody to judge em
So they just keep it inside of em
They smile when you see em
Cuz they don’t want you to know nothin botherin em
But when they all along they just cryin in the shower
Outro:
Shower shower shower aye Scream talk to me my nigga I
[Intro]
(Okay) You keep right on bullshitting (keep on bullshitting) ol' soft
ass nigga
(ol' soft ass nigga) you go make me (go make me) come right by your
mother
fucking (your mother fucking house (2x)) and I'm going to show your
ass what I'm
bout
[Chorus]
You go make me come (come) by your house (your house)
With all them yoppas laid out
And I'm going to kill every bitch in your house (your house)
And I'm going to show your ass what I'm bout (I'm bout)
You going to make me come (come) by your house (your house)
With all them yoppas laid out
And I'm going to kill every bitch (every bitch) in your house (your
house)
And I'm going to show your ass what I'm bout (I'm bout)
[Verse 1]
Talking black scutless nigga black T's
Nigga black dickies on with black Rees
Nigga black gloves nigga black sleeves
Nigga black trash bags with black ski's
Nigga black clips black 2 23's
Nigga black hollow points with black ?
Nigga black a yard black 1 5's
Black ? and black ? knifes
All black nothing all white
We going rattle snakes all us strike
We go ride the windows down and dim the lights
Nigga let us out and go ?
Nigga one in the front one on the side and side
Nigga ? wolf tickets but get your wife
Nigga you in there sleep but all us hyped
Nigga I told your ass you going to get it on site
[Chorus]
You go make me come (come) by your house (your house)
With all them yoppas laid out
And I'm going to kill every bitch in your house (your house)
And I'm going to show your ass what I'm bout (I'm bout)
You going to make me come (come) by your house (your house)
With all them yoppas laid out
And I'm going to kill every bitch (every bitch) in your house (your
house)
And I'm going to show your ass what I'm bout (I'm bout)
[Verse 2]
My yoppa cocked with my boots on
My young nigga with them loaks on
All toolie bitch no cellphone
Straight murking gear no ringtone
Them lights off with them beams on
Hit your ass with this and your screen gone
I'm dome our ass if you move wrong
If this bitch go off then my leg gone
Put it down on your ass and your head gone
These bullets will rip through your damn bone
It's all black yoppas won't none chrome
And I'm war ready cause my teeth strong
We lurking now got park on
We go lurk tonight fuck the club home
Got the windows up and got my swivels on
And if the crackers come I'm putting my dippers on
[Chorus]
You go make me come (come) by your house (your house)
With all them yoppas laid out
And I'm going to kill every bitch in your house (your house)
And I'm going to show your ass what I'm bout (I'm bout)
You going to make me come (come) by your house (your house)
With all them yoppas laid out
And I'm going to kill every bitch (every bitch) in your house (your
house)
And I'm going to show your ass what I'm bout (I'm bout)
[Verse 3]
I can make this bitch look like a movie bruh
Hanging out the window with that oozy bruh
My nigga driving you better move it bruh
Baby oozy spiting but I'm cooling bruh
My lil nigga on that AK fooling bruh
Every chopper in this car we using bruh
This hundred round will make music bruh
Anything this bitch hit you lose it bruh
You ain't bout it pussy you a lamemo
I ain't wrestling nigga that's how flame go
And I'll die lil nigga bout my name bro
If you ain't letting it fly then what you pull it for
A lot of niggas done left here from AK
Lot of niggas done got they whole crib sprayed
Some niggas done reached dog they pistol late
We ain't nothing alike cause I'm going to make it shake
[Chorus]
You go make me come (come) by your house (your house)
With all them yoppas laid out
And I'm going to kill every bitch in your house (your house)
And I'm going to show your ass what I'm bout (I'm bout)
You going to make me come (come) by your house (your house)
With all them yoppas laid out
And I'm going to kill every bitch (every bitch) in your house (your
house)
Intro:
Having dope boy dreams (14x)
Chorus:
Having dope boy dreams having dope boy dreams
I'm talking bout waking up late everybody in the crib know my name
I'm talking bout 4 5 hoes n all of em fighting bout me
I'm talking bout buying what I want I got my whips in the paint
Having dope boy dreams having dope boy dreams
I'm talking bout waking up late everybody in the crib know my name
I'm talking bout 4 5 hoes n all of em fighting bout me
I'm talking bout buying what I want I got my whips in the paint
Verse 1:
Ain talking no got damn Bugatti that ain't what no dope boy drive
They talking bout wetting some' bowl it I'm talking bout sitting up
high
Posted at the late night spot ordered me some shrimp wing n fries
I got my door wide-open cause I got my soldiers close by
Got fies n pans on me ain got no damn id
I been up all day getting it sucking this cash now I mean
Ion even like them boys cause they so got damn green
I just bought me a new rugger that hoe just came with a beam
I'm having dope boy dreams I'm having dope boy dreams
That all I grew up round that all I done ever seen
I'm having dope boy dreams I'm thanking way mo cream
Roof full of digital scales I'm tryna trip up beam
Chorus:
Having dope boy dreams having dope boy dreams
I'm talking bout waking up late everybody in the crib know my name
I'm talking bout 4 5 hoes n all of em fighting bout me
I'm talking bout buying what I want I got my whips in the paint
Having dope boy dreams having dope boy dreams
I'm talking bout waking up late everybody in the crib know my name
I'm talking bout 4 5 hoes n all of em fighting bout me
I'm talking bout buying what I want I got my whips in the paint
Verse 2:
I'm talking bout 4 5 boys send em all in different beauty polish
I'm beauty than all of em woah I take em all 2 red lobster
Ion know what color I'ma wet it I want that gold-bait partner
Ion know what cuts I'ma get but I'ma trim my seats down n notch it
Hoe caught me friday evening I'm on the aisle getting watched
I'm where the store closed boy that when all the dope boys shop
I robbed the Cupid 4 the bracelet neckless n ring Bobby hot
Say she got some clothes she done stole I told her meet me at the
spot
Just left my lawyer office had 2 break him off off top
I haven't did nun bro that where they keep em on lock
I can't stay 2 long cause them niggas still on the clock
Gotta find some soul-food truck got a taste 4 some smother pork-
chop
Chorus:
Having dope boy dreams having dope boy dreams
I'm talking bout waking up late everybody in the crib know my name
I'm talking bout 4 5 hoes n all of em fighting bout me
I'm talking bout buying what I want I got my whips in the paint
Having dope boy dreams having dope boy dreams
I'm talking bout waking up late everybody in the crib know my name
I'm talking bout 4 5 hoes n all of em fighting bout me
I'm talking bout buying what I want I got my whips in the paint
Verse 3:
Last 2 3 days really been here sweet out at the most
I'm talking right on the water I'm on the 16th floor
Catch me n my raw package with me siting on the balcony but n oh
She go anywhere I go cause I got her nose wide open
I'm just relaxing right now but it's still a couple niggas oh
They go either have it when I see em I'ma take em through a devil
show
Gotta couple buddies on the beat go spend that cash twice a week
I'm talking bout white boys got it they spend bout 15 hunnit a piece
I been in a rental 4 bout a month gotta put us in a apple rider hut
Had 2 tent them windows in it 4 us cause I can't b clear doing dirt
That y them young hoes love it that y them old hoes cream
That y I'm 10 toed diamond n I'm hollering dope boy dream
Chorus:
Having dope boy dreams having dope boy dreams
I'm talking bout waking up late everybody in the crib know my name
I'm talking bout 4 5 hoes n all of em fighting bout me
I'm talking bout buying what I want I got my whips in the paint
Having dope boy dreams having dope boy dreams
I'm talking bout waking up late everybody in the crib know my name
I'm talking bout 4 5 hoes n all of em fighting bout me
Intro
No Chaser nigga
Say yall want another round huh?
Well we give it yall under one condition
No chaser nigguh
Hood rich bitch!
Chorus
Boy I got a plan.
Yeah I got a plan.
Believe me when I tell ya.
Imma get this cash.
Aint gon tell ya how Imma get it
Ain't gon tell ya when.
Believe me when I tell ya boy I got a plan (repeat 2x)
Scream, Scream (2nd time)
Verse 1
Boy I got a plan to get my momma up out the ghetto.
Been thinkin bout this shit dog ever since that I been little.
Got shit on my mind. Should I fuck round with them kilos.
Should I round up all my niggas, and go pull me a get go
Should I lay off in them bushes. Should I Fuck round wit them cookies.
Should I toke out wat these fuck niggas. And take some from these pussies.
What I move on they mine but should I keep on lookin.
I ain't gon answer that, but I damn sho got some cookin.
I'm stayin up late, I'm wakin up early.
I'm comin up with it. And you ain't got to worry.
I'm staying little keys. But best believe I'm searchin.
And bitch I know imma get it. Cause bitch I know I deserve it.
Chorus
Boy I got a plan.
Yeah I got a plan.
Believe me when I tell ya.
Imma get this cash.
Aint gon tell ya how Imma get it
Ain't gon tell ya when.
Believe me when I tell ya boy I got a plan
Verse 2
Nigga always told me I had a million dollar mind.
Only thing left was to get a million dollar grind.
First time I ever got a Vick I took that as a sign.
I told myself what the fuck imma do, one don't need a crime.
I said dat shit wasn't gon happen no mo', and I don't believe in lyin
I'm trying to move forward, ain't tryin to rewind,
I care all about the money, don't Give a fuck about the shine.
I told myself go be a stunna and get up off the pine.
I feel like any nigga doin it in the middle of his prime.
Can't depend on other nigga. I got to use my mind.
This money shit ain't easy. That's the hardest shit to find.
And niggas who ain't have a plan be the niggas caught all the time.
Chorus
Boy I got a plan.
Yeah I got a plan.
Believe me when I tell ya.
Imma get this cash.
Aint gon tell ya how Imma get it
Ain't gon tell ya when.
Believe me when I tell ya boy I got a plan
Verse 3
Eyes on the cover think I'm watchin shit evolve.
I'm trying to find out how the fuck to get involved
I'm watchin who is making money. I'm watching who done lost.
I'm watching who keppin they mouth closed; I'm watchin who done talked.
I'm watching all these niggas doin the same wit these hoes
When that green shit involved, (inaudible) anything goes.
That's how money come up short; that's how shit get stole
That's the main fuckin reason that I'm dolo.
Push my mind to the limit I'm thinkin twenty-four eight.
Nigga I wake every morning thinkin how can I get straight.
And if it ain't about the cash right now it gotta wait.
And if my plan go wrong, fuck it. Set my court date bitch.
Chorus
Boy I got a plan.
Yeah I got a plan.
Believe me when I tell ya.
Imma get this cash.
Aint gon tell ya how Imma get it
Ain't gon tell ya when.
Believe me when I tell ya boy I got a plan (repeat 2x)
Outro
Hood rich Bitch... Bitch
That's how I like my shit nigga
Straight up 100%
Uncut Nigga
Ay brah drop us off right here
Right here, the blue house brah
Ay brah let's get in these bushes
When that fuck nigga get here, he gets it
You don't know it but I done peeped where you stay, pussy
Bitch you getting? to yo house, I be right in yo bushes
Jump out with that choppa, actin? real foolish
Keep bullshittin? nigga, I'mma be right in yo bushes
You don't know it but I done peeped where you stay, pussy
Bitch you gettin? to yo house, I be right in yo bushes
Jump out with that choppa, actin? real foolish
Keep bullshittin? nigga, I'mma be right in yo bushes
But get dropped off with them goons late night
We gone dug off with them choppas and sit tight
Lay right in yo bushes until you come back
And when we finish them crackas gon? have to put you on ice
Nigga jumpin? up out them bushes ain't nothin? nice
We gone throw some shit but ain't gone be rice
Hollow points gone be whistlin? comin? back to back
Nigga we murkin?, we ain't worried ?bout you buckin? back
We ain't come for the money, we come for yo life
Nigga we patient with this shit, we'll lay all night
We done did it before, laid till the sunlight
You don't know it yet but fuck nigga, you gettin wiped
You don't know it but I done peeped where you stay, pussy
Bitch you getting? to yo house, I be right in yo bushes
Jump out with that choppa, actin? real foolish
Keep bullshittin?, nigga, I'mma be right in yo bushes
You don't know it but I done peeped where you stay, pussy
Bitch you gettin? to yo house, I be right in yo bushes
Jump out with that choppa, actin? real foolish
Keep bullshittin?, nigga, I'mma be right in yo bushes
Got on my monkey suit layin? in this wet grass
Got me hot pussy, I wanna give it to you bad
Soon as you turn up in this bitch, we puttin? it on yo ass
Fuck, niggas that run they mouths don't last
Me and my goons don't argue, nigga, we toe tag
You ain't do it right, them crackas gon? bring them body bags
Wanna see what you do when you see that ski mask
Want see you smile for that yoppa, when you see it flash
We ain't gone let you get out, we shootin? through yo glass
Walkin? to yo car shootin? that choppa lookin? mad
Bustin? from the front, the goons bustin? from the back
Clique of young niggas gettin? off in all black
You don't know it but I done peeped where you stay, pussy
Bitch you getting? to yo house, I be right in yo bushes
Jump out with that choppa, actin? real foolish
Keep bullshittin? nigga, I'mma be right in yo bushes
You don't know it but I done peeped where you stay, pussy
Bitch you gettin? to yo house, I be right in yo bushes
Jump out with that choppa, actin? real foolish
Keep bullshittin? nigga, I'mma be right in yo bushes
My goons lurk all day lookin? for spots
Tryin? to find where you layin? and what you got
Might done followed you home whether you know it or not
Until we peep somethin? nigga, we circling the block
Keep them yoppas on deck so we ready to squab
Nigga, ridin? all mornin? since 7 o'clock
I'm on yak, they on pills, we ready to wile
So if you slippin? and we peep you, we ready to plie
Four yoppas fifty rounds two hundred shots
All us ridin? with big toolies, no glocks
All the yoppas off safety, no locks
Better hope yo bushes ain't our next spot
You don't know it but I done peeped where you stay, pussy
Bitch you getting? to yo house, I be right in yo bushes
Jump out with that choppa, actin? real foolish
Keep bullshittin? nigga, I'mma be right in yo bushes
You don't know it but I done peeped where you stay, pussy
Bitch you gettin? to yo house, I be right in yo bushes
Jump out with that choppa, actin? real foolish
[Intro:]
Ay bruh, errbody wanna know bout dat, bruh bruh, what dat mean bruh, it dat when u coolin bruh, and u know u da shit, bruh bruh
[Chorus:]
Bitch I'm loaded, and I got stacks bruh bruh, all my homies from da trap bruh bruh,
we ain't really worry bout dat bruh bruh, cause errbody over here strapped bruh bruh [x2]
[Verse 1:]
TAAT! I'm so gutta bruh bruh, she mad at me I won't cut ha bruh bruh, but I'm too rich I can't cut ha bruh bruh,
I got a couple goons that'll mut ha bruh bruh, I'm paranoid, I can't trust ha bruh bruh, da dick too good,
I can't fuck ha bruh bruh, da lames, I let em cuff ha bruh bruh, for real goons dats duffels bruh bruh,
OH, she want me bruh bruh, da hottest thang in da streets bruh bruh,
I don't fuck with dawg cause he creep bruh bruh, dem choppas, real weak bruh bruh, dats a .40 cal on da seat bruh bruh,
no no it ain't sweet bruh bruh, yes yes I will sweep bruh bruh, TAAAT cause dats me bruh bruh!
[Chorus:]
Bitch I'm loaded, and I got stacks bruh bruh, all my homies from da trap bruh bruh,
we ain't really worry bout dat bruh bruh, cause errbody over here strapped bruh bruh [x2]
[Verse 2:]
TAAT! Dat me bruh bruh, Everything bout me G bruh bruh, I ain't da one who wanna eat bruh bruh,
cause me and ma goons real deep bruh bruh,
Everybody over here street bruh bruh, we ain't know nothin bout peace bruh bruh,
cause we playin for keeps bruh bruh, all us got heat bruh bruh, cash right I'm on ma feet bruh bruh,
On Gnac, I can't sleep bruh bruh, club packed dats where I'm at bruh bruh,
On every set I got stacks bruh bruh, I'm sideways I'm kinda passed bruh bruh,
Ma money right dats where I'm at bruh bruh,
Baby's love me, why they act bruh bruh, TAAAT! Dats me bruh bruh!
[Chorus:]
Bitch I'm loaded, and I got stacks bruh bruh, all my homies from da trap bruh bruh,
we ain't really worry bout dat bruh bruh, cause errbody over here strapped bruh bruh [x2]
[Verse 3:]
TAAT! I got cash bruh bruh, I heard dawg doin bad bruh bruh,
I fucked his bitch das why he mad bruh bruh, HATER, dats sad bruh bruh,
Ma dawg robbed him for a stack bruh bruh, you broke you betta get a mag bruh bruh,
I don't drink whites on ma pad bruh bruh, da hoes trip cause she don't have bruh bruh,
TAAT!, I'm da shit bruh bruh, I ain't heard nothin flyer den dis bruh bruh,
A bunch of stacks on the fit bruh bruh, And neva eva will I slip bruh bruh,
Last night I got licked bruh bruh,
Hit the mo' with a bitch bruh bruh, and I ain't leave bout 6 bruh bruh,
Yeah yeah dis a hit bruh bruh!
[Chorus:]
Bitch I'm loaded, and I got stacks bruh bruh, all my homies from da trap bruh bruh,
we ain't really worry bout dat bruh bruh, cause errbody over here strapped bruh bruh [x2]
[Outro:]
Bruh bruh [x15]
4X(IM FUCKIN AWESOME)
IM ON MY NEW YORK SHIT I THINK IM HOT SON
BLACK GIRL STARIN AT ME LOOKIN LIKE SHE LOST SUM
ION KNO WAT HER PROBLEM IS I HOPE SHE FUCKING SAY SUMTHIN
I ASKED HER WATS THE PROBLEM SHE SAID YOUR FUCKIN AWESOME.
IM ON MY NEW YORK SHIT I THINK IM HOT SON
WHITE GIRL STARIN AT ME LOOKIN LIKE SHE LOST SUM
ION KNO WAT HER PROBLEM IS I HOPE SHE FUCKING SAY SUMTHIN
I ASKED HER WATS THE PROBLEM SHE SAID YOUR FUCKIN AWESOME.
VERSE.
JUST BOUGHT A DROP TOP FEEL LIKE
IM IN L.A.EVERYBODY WATCHIN ME I
FEEL LIKE IM THE MOVIE.HOMIE GOT
HIS FIRST BLOCK TOOK IT FROM A O
YAE.JUDGE ASK ME WHO DA SHOOTER
TLD HIM NO COMPREHENDE.2 DUDES GT
HIM WACKED.CERTAIN NAMES I CANT
SAY.STREETS WONT HIRE HIM.HIM HAS
NO RESAMAE.I AM NOT INDUSTRY
CERTAIN GAMES I DONT PLAY.MET HER
AT CHEESE CAKE RAN THROUGH HER
SAME DAY.ME KNOW HE SWEET.WE CALL
HIM KOOL-AID.I BUY MAYBACKS.I DNT
BUY PORCHES.HALF A MILL 2 DA SIDE
SAVE IT FOR DA COURT CASE. I AM
FUCKING AWESOME DHATS WAT THE
STREETS SAY.
IM ON MY NEW YORK SHIT I THINK IM HOT SON
WHITE GIRL STARIN AT ME LOOKIN LIKE SHE LOST SUM
ION KNO WAT HER PROBLEM IS I HOPE SHE FUCKING SAY SUMTHIN
I ASKED HER WATS THE PROBLEM SHE SAID YOUR FUCKIN AWESOME
IM ON MY NEW YORK SHIT I THINK IM HOT SON
BLACK GIRL STARIN AT ME LOOKIN LIKE SHE LOST SUM
ION KNO WAT HER PROBLEM IS I HOPE SHE FUCKING SAY SUMTHIN.I ASKED HER WATS THE PROBLEM SHE SAID YOUR FUCKING AWESOME
I AM FISH GREISE WHAT DHAT MEAN IM
REALLY HOT.NO M'S NO PLAQUES
WHAT DHAT MEAN HE'S REALLY NOT.
TIGHT JEANS TIGHT SHIRT WHAT DHAT
MEAN HE REALLY POP.10 STACKS EACH
POCKET WHAT DHAT MEAN REAL GUOPE.
3 BECKYS 1 ME WHAT DHAT MEAN ALOT
OF TOP.A R 100 ROUNDS WHAT DHAT
MEAN ALOT OF SHOTS.NO CRED NO
STRIPES WHAT DHAT MEAN ALOT OF
TALK.A M WORTH OF JEWLS ON STILL
WONT COOL OFF.I FEEL BAD 4 HIM.
HIM HE FALLED OFF.SHE SAY WE DID
IT TWICE I DNT REMEMBER HER.
MY SON TOLD HIS TEACHER I GT
A RICH POPS.I ASKED HIM Y HE SAID DHAT HE SAID I DIDNT LIE POP
IM ON MY NEW YORK SHIT I THINK IM HOT SON
WHITE GIRL STARIN AT ME LOOKIN LIKE SHE LOST SUM
ION KNO WAT HER PROBLEM IS I HOPE SHE FUCKING SAY SUMTHIN.I ASKED HER WATS THE PROBLEM SHE SAID YOUR FUCKING AWESOME.
BLACK GIRL STARIN AT ME LOOKIN LIKE SHE LOST SUM
ION KNO WAT HER PROBLEM IS I HOPE SHE FUCKING SAY SUMTHIN.I ASKED HER WATS THE PROBLEM SHE SAID YOUR FUCKING AWESOME.
TELL DA TRUTH DNT LIE.WHO DA FUCKIN MAN NW.WEN I SHOOT I DNT MISS SO DHAT MEAN NO REBOUND.SHE SAY WEN YU BEAT HER SHE MAKES NO SOUND.SHE GETS ON MY NERVES I MAKE HER BIT A TOWEL.IF YU GT A BUZZ DHAT MEAN YU AINT SOLD SHIT CLOWN.
HE AINT WANT 2 PAY SO I TLD HIM MOVE ROUND.IF YU DNT WANNA TALK NUMBERS CATCH ME WEN I COOL DOWN.
I AM FUCKIN AWESOME I LIKE HW THAT SOUNDS.
Plies - Bitch A Hoe
Chorus:
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
That bitch thank she all that that bitch a hoe
He ain't got hisself now that bitch a hoe
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Cause ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
Verse 1:
You thank she finna let me out that bitch at church's chicken
You thank that she super clean that bitch at dirty dishes
That hoe legs off the chain you thank that bitch is enzes
That hoe legs E&J; that bitch is not Remmy
You thank that bitch all yours that what you thank
That bitch there been fucking heavy you thank she ain't
1 50 all in that bitch a paint
I know she a known whore you thank she a saint
I know her from the south side with a freaky bitch
I used to call the hoe bubble she use a lot of spense
Front room my partner house that where I used to hit
She was our lil fun girl everybody hit
Chorus:
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
That bitch thank she all that that bitch a hoe
He ain't got hisself now that bitch a hoe
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Cause ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
Verse 2:
You went head and cuffed the bih Mr. Officer
We put on the magnum for her you out talking her
You must be the bitch trainer she a animal
One thang I can say about her she got some stamina
That bitch know she photogenic she like them camera
Take it all in the face oohhh like she Pamela
From the bike the bike that what she like
She like to be double-teamed and swallow pipe
I be wanna go to sleep she run it bike
You pose to just ripped the bih but not ha wife
I call her a nut chaser she hit them sikes
She ain't done nun with that tongue that tongue nice
Chorus:
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
That bitch thank she all that that bitch a hoe
He ain't got hisself now that bitch a hoe
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Cause ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
Verse 3:
He acting like he so in love
But he in love with a slut
She just like to suck and fuck
And you and her done booed up
In my Tupac voice ain mad at you
She know how to suck and vigle
She like you and fuck a fag just like a jackrabbit
You is a big dummy a pre-sample boy dummy dummy dummy
dummy dummy dummy dummy dummy dummy dummy
We know that she ain't shit oohhh
You gotta know she ain't shit
Chorus:
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Ion thank he even know that bitch a hoe
That bitch thank she all that that bitch a hoe
He ain't got hisself now that bitch a hoe
Can somebody please let him know that bitch a hoe
Intro:
I'm one-thousand nigga I'm one-thousand nigga
I'm one-thousand nigga I'm one-thousand nigga
I'm one-thousand nigga I'm one-thousand nigga
I'm one-thousand nigga I'm one-thousand nigga
Chorus:
I'm one-thousand nigga I'm one-thousand nigga
You can't tell me nun cause I done been through it all that's why
when you see in these streets I'm hollering out I'm one-thousand
nigga I'm one-thousand nigga
Born in the gutter I done been through them wars that's why when
you see me in these streets I'm hollering out
I'm one-thousand nigga
Verse 1:
Bet you for the paint that why mines never bust
Done been under the gun and ain never tote nun
Spooking ain't in me that y I never shook
I'll take one for my homies if just that what it took
My heart don't pump Kool-aid it pump real blood
If I told you that I'm for ya then that just what it was
Ain never been the one to sprang ya I'm the one you trust
Got a problem with one of my partners gotta kill the both of us
I'm riding for the call I'm lord to the end
To buy one of my soldiers say believe I'm all in
When they had us in that jam I took one on the chin
I'm stiffer than the rest of em it is what it is
We down then we down and that just how I feel
Solid in a bih that just how I live
You can lie to me all you want but you ain't taking nun from me
Them a hunnit is a hunnit spend me that why I'm yelling
Chorus:
I'm one-thousand nigga I'm one-thousand nigga
You can't tell me nun cause I done been through it all that's why
when you see in these streets I'm hollering out I'm one-thousand
nigga I'm one-thousand nigga
Born in the gutter I done been through them wars that's why when
you see me in these streets I'm hollering out
I'm one-thousand nigga
Verse 2:
All of my life I was raised in the struggle
Whenever ain have it guess what I got it from the muscle
The thangs I done been through you can't tell me get no rougher
I told him give it to they face he'll never make me bucker
I'm one-thousand nigga you better have it like them boys
I'm yelling out I'ma thousand boy cause I done been through it
Never have I have I have I hated on another man
Came up went down and came back up again
I'm one-thousand nigga talk it how I live it
And one thang about me I'ma live how I talk it
Whole hood knew I was broke but this ya last you saw that
If I swear it off with em 9 out of 10 I drug it
One-thousand nigga down to the gristle
And ran with the niggas that will find it off the ripper
If you came and see em wrong you go get ya
And she and she she see me in the street and you official holler out
Chorus:
I'm one-thousand nigga I'm one-thousand nigga
You can't tell me nun cause I done been through it all that's why
when you see in these streets I'm hollering out I'm one-thousand
nigga I'm one-thousand nigga
Born in the gutter I done been through them wars that's why when
you see me in these streets I'm hollering out
I'm on some other shit
I'm dressed in all black
I'm wit my niggas them
And all of us strapped
We on dat killing shit
Somebody getting wacked
You know I mean business
When I'm in all black
(REPEAT)
It ain't no faking nigga
You see the gear I'm in
Baby 9 on me
Easy to cuff it then
I feel invisible
I'm on dat cup of Hen
Extended clip in dis bitch
It shoot more than 10
Put on that black tee
Took off that polo man
Try to slide on me
And I'ma spray your ass
And in my back pocket
I keep that black mask
And let him run down
I bet I flip his ass
I'm riding tinted windows
No more clear glass
One thing about me nigga
You know I don't flag
I keep one in the head
No time to cock it back
You know I mean business
When I'm in all black
I'm on some other shit
I'm dressed in all black
I'm wit my niggas them
And all of us strapped
We on dat killing shit
Somebody getting wacked
You know I mean business
When I'm in all black
(REPEAT)
Heard it's some pussy niggas
Round here who talking stupid
You niggas playing gangsta
Who you think you fooling
You must not know me nigga
If you did you know I'll pull it
Murk something on site you know I'll fuckin do it
Put stacks on niggas heads
You know ain't nothing to it
I got some young niggas
Who love Jordans stupid
And for a stack nigga
They'll leak your body fluid
For 25 hundred they'll get real stupid
Shoot edges for 30 days
Nigga with that fuckin oozie
These niggas terrorize
Until I tell em cool it
Thanks to you fuck niggas
You know I keep that toolie
I'm dressed in all balck
Just like a scary movie
I'm on some other shit
I'm dressed in all black
I'm wit my niggas them
And all of us strapped
We on dat killing shit
Somebody getting wacked
You know I mean business
When I'm in all black
(REPEAT)
Just had a dream dog
Killed my first rap nigga
I hit em wit that yappa
Was such a sad picture
I let that yappa go
Hit him wit 5 quick ones
All head shots
Shoot nothing but missiles
R.I.P dog
Rest in peace pussy nigga
I prefer yappas
Them bullets get there quicker
I been attracted to em
Ever since I was little
I'm dressed in all black
Just like a fucking killer
I'm on some other shit
I'm dressed in all black
I'm wit my niggas them
And all of us strapped
We on dat killing shit
Somebody getting wacked
You know I mean business
When I'm in all black
Who hotter than me,
who hotter than me,
who hotter than me nigga,
who hotter than me,
who hotter than me nigga,
who hotter than me,
who hotter than me,
gotta a question for the streets who hotter than me
who hotter than me nigga who hotter than me
gotta a question for the streets
who hotter than who hotter than me
nigga who hotter than me
How you feel hater's yo hatin didnt work
Thanks to yall im the hottest thing on Earth
Got the bitches and the goons but im the first
Rose a couple mil and still in the verve
Catch me flushin through the city shawty no shirt
I dont fall gonna come on the first
Blew life in the streets had em rebirth
See me on fire hater I know it gotta hurt
Im so hood classic words
Wanna talk buisness what's in the purse
Am I gon die wont get murked
Who hotta than me nobody sir
Gotta a question for the streets who hotter than me
who hotter than me nigga who hotter than me
Gotta a question for the streets
who hotter than who hotter than me
nigga who hotter than me (Ha,ha)
Bet cha cant name a hoe who dont want me
Like ya cant name a city I aint hot in
Make you rich but by 30 grand
On fire dawg where my fans
Tell you what to call me promoter best friend
Put yo money on me if you want win
Lot of rappers sittin home on the weekend
Got a waitin list shawty put chall off in
Cant move me dawg 130 grand
Try ta give me 29 if ya think Im playin
Who runnin the streets where all the moats end
Streets done spoke shawty Im the man
Gotta a question for the streets who hotter than me
who hotter than me nigga who hotter than me
Gotta a question for the streets
who hotter than who hotter than me
nigga who hotter than me (Ha,ha)
Somebody put me out Im on fire
Please tell dem fags Im retired
Know a lot of rappers for hire
Streets dont fuck wit you, you a liar
Plies real you preaching to the choir
Yo budds in the streets expired
Count a 100 grand Im kinda tired
Keep your hoe from round me 'fore I buy her
Goons love me Im they supplier
Street cred dont get no higher
Got the 40 homie cause Im lired
Sincerly yours Mr. Pliers
Gotta a question for the streets who hotter than me
who hotter than me nigga who hotter than me
Gotta a question for the streets
who hotter than who hotter than me
nigga who hotter than me (Ha,ha)
Gotta a question for the streets who hotter than me
who hotter than me nigga who hotter than me
Gotta a question for the streets
who hotter than who hotter than me
nigga who hotter than me nigga who hotter than me
Songwriters: Dunlap, Charles; Levatte, Ronell; Washington, Algernod;
Oh, bruh, I got some muthafuckin' goons
And the will do whatever the fuck I say do, bruh
Got goons that do whatever I say
Got four young niggas that will spray
All these niggas pop pills every day
And all these nigga got they own AK
Got goons that do whatever I say
Got four young niggas that will spray
All these niggas pop pills every day
And all these nigga got they own AK
My goons will bring me Bin Laden
My goons for the low they ain't even taxin'
My goons like to rob they don't like trappin'
My goons slang iron they don't like rappin'
My goons on deck ready to make it happen
Catch us in the club everybody packin'
When they pop pills they get trigger happy
My goons gone wack something they ain't askin'
My goons on beat, ain't nobody laughing
My goons favorite words, \"Let me gone jack em'\"
Y'all let me know how y'all wanna play it
And I'll send these muthafuckers today
Got goons that do whatever I say
Got four young niggas that will spray
All these niggas pop pills every day
And all these nigga got they own AK
Got goons that do whatever I say
Got four young niggas that will spray
All these niggas pop pills every day
And all these nigga got they own AK
These niggas scare me sometimes
These niggas don't won't to do nuthin' but slang iron
These niggas won't choppas they don't won't 9's
These niggas wanna murks something all the times
These niggas on some other shit, I ain't lyin'
All I got to do is say it and they gone lay 'em down
All black when you see them that's these niggas style
When these choppa's go off nigga man down
My goons be wildin' they dont fuck around
These niggas wanna shot something with a hundred rounds
I don't fuck with you niggas you niggas clowns
I'll send these muthafucking goons right now
Got goons that do whatever I say
Got four young niggas that will spray
All these niggas pop pills every day
And all these nigga got they own AK
Got goons that do whatever I say
Got four young niggas that will spray
All these niggas pop pills every day
And all these nigga got they own AK
Pop, pop, that's that muthafuckin' AK
Cock, cock, that's that nigga putting it in your face
Knock, knock, that's them goons who wanna play
Y'all niggas don't want problems with me
I live my life like a OG
Keep 2 or 3 gun men round me
Stay coolin' but will get off the leash
Got a 380 that's my lil' capish
Nigga will get off on GP
Nigga strapped up that's how nigga got to be
Nigga head on the swivel when you see me
My goons on deck believe me
Got goons that do whatever I say
Got four young niggas that will spray
All these niggas pop pills every day
And all these nigga got they own AK
Got goons that do whatever I say
Got four young niggas that will spray
All these niggas pop pills every day
[Intro: Plies talking]
Ay babe before you put your clothes back on I wanna tell you sumthin
You done somethin in yo life that I ain't never done in my life before
And that's fucked a millionaire.
[Chorus: x2]
Shawty you hotter than a street light
You wanna get did right
You wanna get on it
I wanna know what's makin you want it
[Verse 1:]
She never seen me a day in her life
All she know my money look rite
Young street nigga sippin on yak
Yeah she see da swag
Plus she see the ice
sittin in da chevy listenin to pipe
Passenger seat open, room for a wife
Niggas wish fo it, but this is my life
She walk real stank dats wat I like
Jeans stickin to her, pussy look right
she get in this whip ain't no cumin back
cause I'm pretty sure
I got what you like
I can't even front you hotter than the street light
[Chorus x2]
Shawty you hotter than a street light
You wanna get did right
You wanna get on it
I wanna know what's makin you want it
[Verse 2:]
She say she don't fuck with broke niggas
I told her me too
my money been straight, what about you
cause if you broke I don't need to fuck with you
bullshit never I make dreams come true
you say your man at work baby what he do
He answer phones for a livin ain't that cute
I'm in the streets with a nine and he wearin suits
Before he fuck you do he finger you n eat you,
you got da potential babe of being my boo
and bout 30 minutes I can get you loose make you nut
Twice before I shoot
you hotta than the street light to tell you da truth
[Chorus x2]
Shawty you hotter than a street light
You wanna get did right
You wanna get on it
I wanna know what's makin you want it
[Verse 3: Sean Garrett talking]
So many nights you would call me and beg me to cum on over there
but you know that your nigga's at home n it's gonna be some shit if I appear
You know there ain't no fears
so come on baby be foreal
If I show him what I carry on
He gon start puttin on and imma have to take it there
As soon as da street lights come on...
Imma come get ya, get ya
As soon as da street lights come on...
Imma come see ya, see ya
As soon as da street lights come on...
Imma come get ya, get ya
As soon as da street lights come on...
Imma come see ya, see ya
[Chorus x2:]
Shawty you hotter than a street light
You wanna get did right
You wanna get on it
I wanna know what's makin you want it
Chorusx3
Somebody loves you baby, o o o
Somebody loves you baby, oooooooooooooooooh
Verse 1
Wish I can hug every nigga who done lost trial
And go see all da ones who aint been visited in a while
And see all da goons dats down wish I can help em smile
To show all my niggas I love em I’ll walk a 100 miles
Bless my dawg who got killed in his own house
Help em pull thru if dey on life support now
Da only thing I live 4 is to make my son proud
My heart go out to all these young niggas dats runnin wild
I said a prayer for all da mamas who done lost dey child
Da 12 year old who wanna f**k God slow her down
Her life all in shambles help her to turn around
Please reach out and help her God before she drown
Chorusx2
Somebody loves you baby, o o o
Somebody loves you baby, oooooooooooooooooh
Verse 2
I know dat feeling when it feel like nobody care
When you going thru yo problems seem like nobody there
I started to question myself if God really care
Sometime I cut off all da lights in da room and stare
Wonder if he brought me this far to drop me off here
I know it seem like sometimes life aint fair
They say da only thing you count on in dis world is prayer
I prayed so much dat I thought dat God couldn’t hear
Cuz i done been thru so much bullshit dis past year
Its hard now to find motherf**kas now dats sincere
Da streets make so hard for you to think clear
I'd give up all dis shit to have my brother here
Chorusx2
Somebody loves you baby, o o o
Somebody loves you baby, oooooooooooooooooh
Verse 3
I got a call from my home girl her mama died
Somebody home invaded took her mama life
I just held da phone and listen to her cry
She kept repeating herself all she asked is why
Can only imagine what she going thru on da inside
Cuz when my brother went to prison half me died
Aint nothin more precious in da world homie than life
Gotta take da good wit da bad and take it in stride
Da right amount of pressure can make you commit suicide
Imagine pressure on a nigga who cant provide
When everything goin wrong it’s hard to do right
If u goin thru right now all I wanna say is....
Chorus 2xs
Somebody loves you baby, o o o
I'm lookin for one female that I can turn into a spoiled bratt
I wanna spoil you 7 days a week
(HOOK)
I'll buy you gucci and prada
and fly you all around the world
becuz you so much hotter
then all them other girls
so when we coolin on the eastside
you coolin wit me
but when you pull up in that new ride
dis is all they gon say (hey!)
(PLIES)
Damn right she got it goood
hell yeah she got it made x2
Millionaire Like-Status, I can make yours the same
big cribs, nice whips, I can get it all arranged
I can get your own chouper
I can put you on a plane
clear stones, nice diamonds I can put it in yuh ring
big rocks, flawless ice I can put it in yuh chain
nice weight, nice hips I can put it on yuh frame
buy you stocks, buy you bonds I can put it in yuh name
if you like to ride candy i can put you in the paint
If you like top chef I can put it in yuh drank
if you need alil paper, I can put it in yuh bank
if you need alil sex I can drop it in yuh tank
if you Eva get cold I can put you in a me
(HOOK)
I can make you everyday look like a big time model
spoil you everyday and have you livin unda water
all 5 star suites we ain't doin no remodels
you ain't got to cook baby all you gotta do is order
If u Eva wit me, u ain't got to spend a quarter
own beautician baby all you got to do is call her
gotta closet full of purses, everyone of em I dun bought em'
got yuh tee cup yorkage just to match wit yuh prada
wanna tear down bell hoppa all you got to do is holla
letchu act alil streeter, letchu drink out of the bottle
send u on vacation wit yuh girls and yuh momma
What's Happenin Homie
Dis Ya Boy Plies Man
Hey Pain Tell 'em
Bout Your Shawty Ima Tell Em Bout Mine
Even Though I'm Not Your Man, You Not My Girl
Ima Call You My
(Shawty)
Cause I Can't Stand To See You Treated Bad
I Beat His Ass For My
(Shawty)
And We Ain't Did Nothin That We Ain't Supposed To Do
Cause You My
(Shawty)
Babygirl You Know I Be Home, Keep Me On The Ringtone
(Shawty)
Sing It To Me Girl
Soon As I Seen Her, Shit Told Her I'd Pay For It
Lil Mama The Baddest Thing 'round Here & She Already Know It
I Pointed At The Donk & Told Her This Supposed To Be Yours
Showed Her A Couple Stacks & Told Her I'd Let Her Blow It
The Hottest Nigga In The City Baby You Can't Ignore It
I Showed Her I Was A Real Nigga & She Went For It
First Time I Caught Her Shit, She Aint Even Know How To Throw It Back
Now She An Animal, I Got Her Sex Game Right
I Taught Her How To Talk To Me While She Take Pipe
& Opened Her Up & Showed Her What A Real Nigga Like
I Told Her I Don't Usually Do This, I Don't Fuck On The First Night
Cause After I Beat Ya Baby I'm Liable To Fuck Up Ya Whole Life
I Gotta Train Her, Now She Suck Me With Ice
I Call Her My Lil Bust It Baby Cause She Keep It Tight
Whenever I Tell Her To Bust, Aint Gotta Tell Her Twice
Whenever I Wanna Get Off She Know How To Get Me Right
Even Though I'm Not Your Man, You Not My Girl
Ima Call You My
(Shawty)
Cause I Can't Stand To See You Treated Bad
I Beat His Ass For My
(Shawty)
And We Aint Did Nothin That We Ain't Supposed To Do
Cause You My
(Shawty)
Babygirl You Know I Be Home, Keep Me On The Ringtone
(Shawty)
Sing It To Me Girl
Whoa W-W-Whoa Whoa Whoa Whooooa Whoa Whoa
Whoa W-W-Whoa Shawtyyyyy
I Love To Show Her Off, Cause All The Dope Boys Want Her
Know Why They Wanna Beat Badly, Look At All That Ass On Her
Look How That Pussy Sit Up In Them Shorts, You Gotta Want Her
Love When She Act Like She Bo-Legged & Bend The Corner
She Proud To Be Fuckin Me, Cause I'm Stuntin On 'em
It Feel Good To Be Fuckin A Real Nigga Don't'uh
Aint Called Her In 2 Days, Gotta Let Her Mind Wonder
But When She Miss Me, She Call To Tell Me To Jump On Her
Thats Why I Don't Mind Breakin Her Off, Cause She Aint With The Drama
If You Done Ripped Her Before, You Know How To Cuff Lil Mama
You Know She Gotta Be Somethin, Cause I Done Beat Her Under
Im Baby Snatchin, I'm Tellin Ya, I Promise
I Exposed Her To Real, & Now She Hate Lame
Member She Used To Run From Me, Now She Like Pain
She Call Me Sometimes Just To Ask Is It Her Thing
Ever Since I Ran Up In Shawty She Ain't Been The Same
Even Though I'm Not Your Man, You Not My Girl
Ima Call You My
(Shawty)
Cause I Can't Stand To See You Treated Bad
I Beat His Ass For My
(Shawty)
And We Aint Did Nothin That We Ain't Supposed To Do
Cause You My
(Shawty)
Babygirl You Know I Be Home, Keep Me On The Ringtone
(Shawty)
Sing It To Me Girl
Whoa W-W-Whoa Whoa Whoa Whooooa Whoa Whoa
[Hook:]
i dont see see nann nigga nann nigga, nann nigga
Nann nigga, nann nigga, nann nigga
i dont see nann nigga nann nigga, nann nigga
Nann nigga, nann nigga, nann nigga
i dont see nann nigga nann nigga, nann nigga
Nann nigga, nann nigga, nann nigga
i dont nann nigga nann nigga, nann nigga
Nann nigga, nann nigga, nann nigga
Just bought new chpper
Name dat bitch Clara
hundred rounder with a scope on it
like shootin fish in a barrel
Heard a couple niggas want it with me
Tell them niggas get at me
Better check with your mama first
Make sure you got some insurance
i dont beef with pussies ya'll niggas be borin
dont go to war unless ur money right nigga that's why I'm going
i dont keep my money my house
I keep mine in storage y'all nigga ain't no killers
Y'all niggas juat stories, ol Pinocchio ass nigga
You ain't never got dirty
oh you bangin now why you wait to do it in ur 30s
I'm smoking on that loud my niggas smoking on dirties
Don't tell it to me in subliminals so tell it to me in person[Hook]
Need me a new lighter
Tryin to find my dope
Million dollars worth of cars nigga all of em in a row
when I bought that Ghost (Phantom)
Bitch game with a bow
Shout out to fuck boy who charge me with rico
Niggas speak when they see me
Then they hate on the low
I understand what you goin through
Nigga I used to be broke
If you know you fuck nigga
What you're spoke to me for
Why I'm still buyin yoppers (guns)
This all that I know
If you a ho leave with me
That's all she wrote
I taught her how to suck dick what you mad at me for
Emotional lil nigga, y'all niggas be trippin
I' smoking one with my boxes on
I'm standing up in my kitchen[Hook]
Keep lettin them niggas
Put a bat on your back
I just hope that them same niggas
Help you carry your casket
Dont tell me shit about what them niggas said
Them niggas just rapin
Fuck niggas be blufin
Killers make shit happen
Talk shit but don't do shit
Nigga u outta be embarrased
Talking loud and frowin up
I guess you were just acting
But that's how yall cowards do it
Talk shit and don't back it
Hey mama (hey mama)... Know I ain't never tell you this
befo' (I ain't never tell you this befo')... but it really
hurt me knowin' I'm runnin' you crazy (know I'm runnin'
ya crazy)... I wanna talk to ya real quick (wanna talk to ya mama)
My momma told me while I run these streets she can't sleep
Her phone ring late at night she think somethin' happened to me
Her nerves so bad right now she can't even watch T.V
She turn her head everytime she see the police
She scared to look 'cause it might be me in the back seat
Whenever she hear about a shootin' her heart skip a beat
She heard the feds was in town her knees got weak
She know I'm at the house the only time she at peace
Her blood pressure through the roof all because of me
Her favorite words is "dope ain't the only way to eat"
She told me the other day she hope I don't die in these streets
I just pray to God she don't wipe her hands wit' me
I'm a goon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby
Raised a street nigga by yaself you a hell of a lady
Shit Im doin' now got nothin' to do wit' how you raised me
Shit killin' me to know I'm runnin' my momma crazy
Goon to the streets but to my momma I'm still her baby
Raised a street nigga by yaself you a hell of a lady
Shit Im doin' now got nothin' to do wit' how you raised me
Shit killin' me to know I'm runnin' my momma crazy
Remember the nights me sittin' up in a cold cell
I'm wakin' ya up out'cha sleep it's me callin' you from jail
You ain't say it but I know inside you mad as hell
You called off from work just to bond me out of jail
I get in trouble I call you seem like it never fail
Can hear you now "boy you need to sit ya ass down somewhere"
I come and eat I take a shower then I'm out of there
I know I'm stressin' ya at times seem like I don't care
You wrote bad checks for me to have somethin' to wear
You risked ya freedom for me nowadays that's real rare
Everytime I think about the shit I wanna shed a tear
That's why I buy ya somethin' for Father's Day every year
You did the best you could wit' me and I love you for that
Wanted me to stay in school but that ain't where my heart was at
I got exposed to the streets and fell in love wit' stacks
And all the times I hurt you wish I could take it back
When daddy left us you stepped up and took his slack
I know I'm selfish and feelin's is somethin' I know I lack
The shit I'm doin' now I know you raised me better than that
You showed me how to be a man and showed me how to act
Sometimes I wonder how you still proud I'm ya son
After all the stuff I took ya through and all the shit I done
Well like ya told me when God want me how I can't run
Before he take me want you to know how much I love ya mom
Think I'm speakin' for every street nigga 'round the world... I
don't think we sit down long enough sometimes... Just to
realize what we takin' our momma through... It hurt me to know
dog... That I'm runnin' my momma crazy... And it's really
[Plies talking] Bruh bruh (bruh bruh)
I got 'bought 80 stacks in my pockets right now bruh bruh
(Wanna rob myself, wanna rob myself, wanna rob myself)
And this the first time I ever though about robbin' myself bruh bruh
(Wanna rob myself, wanna rob myself, wanna rob myself)
I was walkin' 'round in my crib last night and said, \"Damn, I wanna rob myself\"
[Chorus 2x]
I'm a million dolla nigga (Wanna rob myself)
I'm in the coupe windows clear
(Wanna rob myself)
Seventy-thousand in my ears (Wanna rob myself)
This a half a mill right here
(Wanna rob myself)
[Verse 1]
Hey Plies it's a robbery, get up!
I'm talkin' to myself though, what the fuck?
G-F four-fifty that's the biggest truck
Yo jewelry 'gainst mine nigga put it up
This a robbery don't move, don't buck
Got eighty stacks in my pocket nigga I gotta bust
Tight jeans don't work when your pockets stuffed
Another one-fifty in the whip add it up
I talk big boy shit so I gotta bust
Got the forty on my waist right by my gut
Say she like a nigga jewelry but don't touch
I wanna rob myself bitch I know wassup
[Chorus 2x]
I'm a million dolla nigga (Wanna rob myself)
I'm in the coupe windows clear
(Wanna rob myself)
Seventy-thousand in my ears (Wanna rob myself)
This a half a mill right here
(Wanna rob myself)
[Verse 2]
Looked in my garage and I got nervous
Half a mill worth a cars I ain't James Worthy
Know my neighbors must be sayin' this nigga ridin' dirty
Momma was washin' my clothes and said she found thirty
Thirty stacks and I ain't missed it must mean I ain't hurtin'
Told her gon' keep it buy some more damn detergent
I ain't bought nothin' all day I feel like a virgin
Don't step on my rug 'cause this shit Persian
I ain't playing that's what the interior decorator told me
Let me answer my phone 'cause the nigga owe me
Told me he was on the dick that's how the nigga sold me
I'mma hit 'em in his shit, that's what I told 'em
[Chorus 2x]
I'm a million dolla nigga (Wanna rob myself)
I'm in the coupe windows clear
(Wanna rob myself)
Seventy-thousand in my ears (Wanna rob myself)
This a half a mill right here
(Wanna rob myself)
[Verse 3]
Count a mill and a half and I stopped countin'
Took some pictures of that shit that shit look like a mountain
Said, \"God damn Pli you buy a lot of ounces\"
Said, \"Hell nah dad'll send me Coleman housing\"
And you snitchin' ass niggas, ya'll need some snitchin' counseling
First forty-eight a nigga man you niggas wild'n
I don't fuck wit checks
'Ain't got to worry 'bout 'em bouncin'
I'm a strip club nigga I deal with cash only
Reason I bought that fuckin' Bentley, I was kinda lonely
Felt like a bachelor shit wouldn't nobody hold me
I'mma rob myself bruh in one moment
Got some real fuckin' clear diamonds fuckin' on me
[Chorus 2x]
I'm a million dolla nigga (Wanna rob myself)
I'm in the coupe windows clear
(Wanna rob myself)
Seventy-thousand in my ears (Wanna rob myself)
This a half a mill right here
(Intro:)
I got plenty money I got plenty money (ok) I got plenty money
Let da streets kno I got plenty money (ok) I got plenty money
(Chorus:)
What's in my pocket dog big face hundreds jus left da mall
Bought everythang that I wanted
I'm kinda of mad witchu haters
I'm real dissapointed cause wat u didn't tell da people
Is I got plenty money
I got plenty money (8x)
(Verse 1:)
I like mah bitches hood but my all my whips foriegn
Jus bought another house da last one was borin
10,000 square feet it feel like you tourin
Dese niggaz dissin me it ain't really important
Take off yo shirt nigga I bet yo ribs showin
U niggaz starvin my money ovaflowin
Jewelry game sick got all dese hoes adorin
Catch me in da club with all da 'gnac pourin
If I eva go to prison umma have plenty stories
Sleep real good ain't gotta worries
Stay fresh everyday jewelry stay glowin
I got plenty money and all u niggas kno it
(Chorus)
(Verse 2:)
Next month guess wat I'm buyin rappers
I'm startin to feel sorry for u lil bastards
I'm pretty hot yo career a disaster I control you niggaz sumthin like yo master
65 grand that round a beezle
Stay frum round me if u don't like 2 smell cheddar
I ain't fuckin wit dat hoe cause she a d*** hacker
Wanna kno who I'm fuckin my money I jus married her
She ben good 2 me I mite 5 karot her
Ran me out da store I brought to many plasmas
Countin so much money breathin like I got asthma
The old sayin is the mo money tha merrier.
(Chorus)
(Verse 3:)
I don't kno why I botu da bently wen I had da masarati
Wat I paid fo da goon chain 140
Scared 2 keep money on me cause I will blow it
My strip club name is MR. WILL THROW IT
Keep fire on deck and I will show it fuck with me n get wacked
And all u niggaz kno it, scared 2 dance in da club cause my fire loaded
If u don't use it den guess wat don't tote it
Mo money 2 most niggas mean mo whorish
Mo money 2 me mean keep goin
Haterz gettin tired my money still growin
[Intro]
If you know your city bout that life my nigga true 3 9
nigga if you love your mother fucking city my nigga
(if you love your other fucking city my nigga)if you
rep your mother fucking city my nigga (if you rep your
mother fucking city)lets go
[Chorus]
You got to be a gangster a grinder a hustler a rider to
even survive in my city
This the home of the trappers the loppers the pills the
murkers all us resined in my city (nigga)
We getting money in my city
Tote them thangs in my city
Red blue black nigga bang in my city (nigga)
I rep for my city
Got war for my city
I'm going to introduce you mother fucking niggas
introduce you to my city
[Verse 1]
28 gram 36 inso
2 hundred flatter get you yoppa with the aloe
27 5 is what they taxing for the kilo
Young nigga round this motherfucker know they cut
throat
You don't got to go to no work and stay the fuck up out
the dope hole
? got the blow get your life from the G code
Niggas in there all black hoes is the leto
Traps in my mother fucking city nigga ?
[Chorus]
You got to be a gangster a grinder a hustler a rider to
even survive in my city
This the home of the trappers the loppers the pills the
murkers all us resined in my city (nigga)
We getting money in my city
Tote them thangs in my city
Red blue black nigga bang in my city (nigga)
I rep for my city
Got war for my city
I'm going to introduce you mother fucking niggas
introduce you to my city
[Verse 2]
Niggas in my city like to sell dope and fuck hoes
Nigga ? blocks all they mother fucking shit sold
Shawty been to ? when they can't better get low
Get low get low motherfucker pronto
Nigga dump your bodies have you floating next to Nemo
Nigga hit licks and go to balling like they nino
Nigga blowing money round this bitch nigga we know
Rip it rip it all they mother fucking shit sold
[Chorus]
You got to be a gangster a grinder a hustler a rider to
even survive in my city
This the home of the trappers the loppers the pills the
murkers all us resined in my city (nigga)
We getting money in my city
Tote them thangs in my city
Red blue black nigga bang in my city (nigga)
I rep for my city
Got war for my city
I'm going to introduce you mother fucking niggas
introduce you to my city
[Verse 3]
7 days a week you find niggas in the project
Same mother fucking place where you can find them
glocks at
Heron and that dust at
Shooters and them glocks at
Nigga rob your ass round this bitch and make you buy
back
Young hoes fucking round this bitch to the climax
Cus got sack sack
And we can't make you get that
Getting paper ridding big round this bitch the object
Young niggas in my city die for they?
[Chorus]
You got to be a gangster a grinder a hustler a rider to
even survive in my city
This the home of the trappers the loppers the pills the
murkers all us resined in my city (nigga)
We getting money in my city
Tote them thangs in my city
Red blue black nigga bang in my city (nigga)
I rep for my city
Got war for my city
I'm going to introduce you mother fucking niggas
She got a pretty little pussy
And she can get it hot and gushy
Ms. pretty pussy (pretty pussy)
She can get it hot and gushy (hot and gushy)
Ms. pretty pussy (pretty pussy)
I like the way you twerk it for me, Ohh [X2]
You got the pretty set of pussy lips I've never seen
If I want to eat you, I can eat you cause your pussy clean
I thought it was all hair, that pussy sat up in those jeans
But now I got you naked I can see how that pussy hang
I better snap out this shit, or I'ma do the wrong thang
I wanna fuck you raw that pussy like is everything
Now all I wanna know, that pussy get real wet
You got a soaker I got to run my tongue cross your chest
Or I can rub on your clit and just play with ya neck
And let me slide my finger in that pussy just to check
Ain't bout who spendin the most money, its bout who fuck the best
I'm a high bitch who a freak baby when it comes to sex
Ms. pretty pussy (pretty pussy)
She can get it hot and gushy (hot and gushy)
Ms. pretty pussy (pretty pussy)
I like the way you twerk it for me, Ohh [X2]
Nice pink, pussy same color as cotton candy
That pussy smell like water, ain't no smell in it
A clean muhfuka she run to the shower when we finish
Little mama got a snapper, pussy be bite'n while I'm in it
A tight pussy, seems like she ain't been fucked in a minute
I like to look at it while we fuckin I can see those lips grippin
Seems like that pussy get wetter, when them toes to the celing
And while she steady moanin, shit I'm steady diggin
And fuck her ever long, I can see that pussy from that position
that pussy so good I wish I was able to take this pussy with me
Just let me lay my head on this pussy for a minute
You got the pretty little best I'd done got period
Ms. pretty pussy (pretty pussy)
She can get it hot and gushy (hot and gushy)
Ms. pretty pussy (pretty pussy)
I like the way you twerk it for me, Ohh [X2]
Cuz, you ever had a bitch dawg
When she that shit it off dawg, and get naked cuz
Pussy just flawless dawg
Talk bout pussy just sit up like a mango dawg
Pussy get supa wet dawg
Pretty lips on the pussy nigga done ever seen cuz
I'm fucked up homie, I seen this here cuz
This over here just fucks me up dawg, for real dawg
I had to write this one man
Ms. pretty pussy, I'll fuck with ya dawg
HOOK(x2):
I keep a couple killas round me when I mooove
Cuz I don't rally fuck wit alot of these duuudes
You won't rob me, but I might rob yooouu
So when you see me, you gon see my goooons
VERSE 1:
Couple killas on my right, couple killas on my left
But I am a muthafuckin killer myself
Got my glock 40 right up under my belt
Hit you wit this burner and yo will melt
I only hang wit my goons and nobody else
So you better keep your hands to yourself
When I say I'm ready, they go to step
You ain't got enough guns, you gon need some help
Make sure it's what you want, cuz we'll shoot you to death
Cuz we a lil silly, we is bad fa yo health
All of us stay wit it, all of us stay strapped
Thats why I keep all my goons on deck
(HOOK x2)
VERSE 2:
Smell the liqour on my breath, smell the dro on my skin
Look, they throwin big faces in the wind
I'm not friendly, I am not your friend
Gave the bouncer 200, he slipped my fire in
Whenever yall ready, let the shootin games begin
I'm walkin kinda slow cuz my fire big
Either yall betta chill or we gon mess up yall gig
We all lookin crazy cuz all us bent
My goons paranoid, so please don't flinch
Cuz all my goons ain't got good sense
We all dead drunk, and all us lit
But I love my goons cuz they tote they shit
(HOOK x2)
VERSE 3:
I aint come solo tonight, I'm wit my clique
I haven't seen her since I fucked that bitch
And I haven't called her so I know she sick
Pushed her off on the goons let one of them hit
Cuz I gotta stay focused cuz these niggas real slick
You will not rob me, turn around and sell my shit
Keep my eyes open cuz it happen real quick
How many of us wit fire, mmm, bout 6
[Plies talking:]
Bruh Bruh I know people be looking at me when people be seeing me jumping out of these big wheels
They be seing all these diamonds on a bitch bruh bruh I know what people be saying
\"god damn he look like he sell dope\"
[Chorus:]
Big stones round my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar whip
Look like I turned pro shirt match his shoes dont I be styling
Bro I'll be got damn look like I sell dope
[Young Jeezy:]
Blue plastic cup wit that vodka in it fo' door po stains with that choppa in it
Look like my porshe be shopping it got new shoes on it almost
Look good as I do with all my jewels on choppa cost 100 dollaz came with 50 shots
100 karet bracelet it cost me 5 blocks new era fitted
39.99 forty of the same ones 39 forty times and jeezy's watch is fresh denim
Cost half a stack got some fourteens denim cost me half a crack
Pull out every dolla in my pocket just to buy the smoke ill be got damn look like I sell dope.
[Chorus 2x:]
Big stones round my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar whip
Look like I turned pro shirt match his shoes dont I be styling
Bro I'll be got damn look like I sell dope
[Fabolous:]
Loso I still got that d-boy with me ey Plies what it look like homie there it go.
Whats up son what it look like look like I sell dope maybe this hooks right
It could be that its true maybe im at it too this on the mom
I rich and me chatted too I aint selling dope baby im selling
Hope you can see that im a star then get ur telescope
My shawty mama always looking at me sideways I keep on pulling different cars
Up in her driveway they see a nigga bread so it might trigga feds I tell they hatin ass
I do like biggie said rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
Then I kick a few flows so I can get a few hoes loso.
[Chorus 2x:]
Big stones round my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar whip
Look like I turned pro shirt match his shoes dont I be styling
Bro I'll be got damn look like I sell dope
[Plies:]
Whats up bruh bruh may 25TH bruh
I know what the fuck you thankin I look like a drug dealer that what my partner
Thinkin I done wacked a judge nigga threw so much money in this bitch
Coulda bought the club nigga and if I ever go broke I'ma rob the plug nigga police
Followin me he thank I sell chillzas all these diamonds on me thank they come from the kitchen
Ask me where im going told em im going fishin headed to the strip club finna catch me some bitches
12 noon im ridin quarter million dolla car straight hood nigga feelin like a fuckin star
Drank cognac smellin like the fuckin bar from the looks of the watch he must be sellin boy
All dis money homie must be a d-boy buyin by the 2's talkin bout the fuckin joy
Fuck em by the 3's talkin bout them fuckin whores it 2 o'clock in the evenin he must be unemployed.
[Chorus 2x song ending:]
Big stones round my neck bb's hoe quarter million dollar
Whip look like I turned pro shirt match his shoes dont I be styling
[Jeremih:]
Girl I don't mean to be managed
But something's on my mind
And I've decided
That you should just have it
Promise that it ain't too much no
I hope that you can understand this
Feeling that's inside
Put your fears aside
And we can just manage
Promise that it ain't too much
But just enough
Just a tip
Just a tip
Just a tip
I promise that it ain't too much
But just enough
[Plies:]
We ain't gotta do nothing
Let me put the head in
Ain't gon' move for nothing though
I'm dead serious
How 'bout 2 or 3 pours that's it
If I don't make you feel good at first then I quit
Why you tripping move your hand out the way real quick
Why you always laughing he can't bullshit
If you love me you'll let me do it I'm just saying
Take them off and pull them to the side stop playing
Tell the truth I make you feel good errytime
It ain't my fault girl you just be so damn fine
Let me put it in though for the hundredth time
Ain't gon' keep on begging ask you for the last time
You don't even got to do nothing you can just leave though
I know you gon' let me in there
[Jeremih:]
Girl I don't mean to be managed
But something's on my mind
And I've decided
That you should just have it
Promise that it ain't too much no
I hope that you can understand this
Feeling that's inside
Put your fears aside
And we can just manage
Promise that it ain't too much
But just enough
Just a tip
Just a tip
Just a tip
I promise that it ain't too much
Just a tip
Just a tip
Just a tip
I promise that it ain't too much
But just enough
[Ludacris:]
Luda! I just wanna put the tip in
Just enough of your water to skinny dip in
A little motion in your ocean
Hit the spot and concoct your love potion
Shut off that commotion and listen here
I wanna get to biting like Tyson, nibbling on your ear
Whispering sweet nothings
I can hear your heart beat pumping sending chills down your body
It's probably cause you're my main squeeze
And my ice cream cone gives you a brain freeze
Yeah I be causing an avalanche
You might be calling an ambulance
Now I got you whipped get a grip
Cause the tip of my dick'll send you into convulsions
You've been working it all night girl
I think you deserve a promotion
[Jeremih:]
Girl I don't mean to be managed
But something's on my mind
And I've decided
That you should just have it
Promise that it ain't too much no
I hope that you can understand this
Feeling that's inside
Put your fears aside
And we can just manage
Promise that it ain't too much
But just enough
Just a tip
Just a tip
Just a tip
I promise that it ain't too much
Just a tip
Just a tip
Just a tip
I promise that it ain't too much
it's a nitti beat... hey
hey plies, wassup? they said you got it on lock down there my nigga, hey
they said you gettin bout 20 stacks a mothafuckin show, right?
this yo first album, (wow), you fuckin wit yo boy nitti right? (that's right)
cuz we're live again, from ghettoville, usa that is, yo plies, you ready?
Seven days a week,a full time balla
A thug and a goon,whatever you wanna call it
You hatin for nothin, cuz ima get mine irregardless
Tryina catch lil momma,i already done caught her
Want the 26's huh,i already done bought em
You cant do what i do and thats part of the problem
I got the haters goin crazy,i aint tryina stop em
You want the streets,hot dog,i already done locked em
You love blue diamonds,i already done copped em,
you always talk about K's,but ain't never shot em
I'm certified and real,lil homie you a floater
You a full-blown hater,thats what I call em
Im in a Donk on 6's ayy (got em hatin)
fucked the broad that he wanted (now I got him hatin)
ain't been right lately (got em hatin)
my jewelery game amazin (now I got em hatin)
I'm in a Donk on 6's ayy (got em hatin)
fucked the broad that he wanted (now I got him hatin)
his pape ain't been right lately (got em hatin)
you ain't doin somethin right if you ain't (got em hatin)
I'm the man in my city,you just live here,
you just got in the streets,Ive been out chere
you still dreamin about it,I did it in a year
you a pussy so I know you hate me off the rip
You can't move how I move,you ain't got chips
I can blow it and don't miss it,i got grip
I can merc you when I wanna,cuz I got clips
30-round extended .380 on the hip
Heard you was cryin when you was locked up,you a trip
I know the goons that robbed you,you ain't done shit
you the one that told,you the one sunk the ship
now you walkin round like you had closed lips
In the back of yo mind you wish Plies wasn't real
ain't never been a hater,I don't know how it feels
if you know like I know,lil homie,better chill
or you gon' have them bushes movin in frontcha crib
Some wanna see me broke,some wanna see me in the feds
the haters hate you when you livin,love you when you're dead
he just a mad rapper,he ain't blew yet
the streets don't feel him,I ain't have to go through that
I'm on fire in the streets,just got my feet wet
and you don't think I'ma sell a mill,just take the bet
I'm just one of few who ain't went commercial yet
I want you to see me when I got the top back
you got no choice to talk about me,look how I act
and why plies so wild if he got stife
he got a hundred goons around him when he rock his ice
Songwriters: Crear, Brandon; Levatte, Ronell; Washington, Algernod;
Aye, bruh
I'm a mother fuckin' goon
So whatever chick I fuck with
She got to be a goonette
I'm her goon, yeah
And she's my goonette
I'm her goon, yeah
And she's my goonette
Goon
For her birthday I bought her a pink ski mask
When I piss her off she don't let me eat the pussy when she get mad
For real, nigga, I done fucked her on the rag
It was like she was spottin', she ain't bleed that bad
She don't like to drive the Chevy, drank too much gas
Gave her sixty and told her, \"Fuck it, go buy the Jag\"
She say she know when I'm lyin' to her 'cause I talk fast
Cut her friends and them loose, she said them hoes crowd
She like me, she don't fuck with rappers, they lie too bad
Pussy fat, I told her it look like she wearin' a pad
She ain't a ten or a dime, she a ten and a half
A goonette is the baddest bitch you can ever have
She's my baby, yeah
And I love her to death
She's got good loving, yeah
And she keeps it on deck
She holds me down, yeah
While I chase these checks
I'm her goon, yeah
And she's my goonette
Goon
She play tough and she act hard but she cry easy
Say if she catch me with another bitch, she gone leave me
You fuck em' good and you take care of em'
They don't want you cheatin'
When I first met her she was green, dawg but now she seasoned
She like to drink what I drink, she don't like to drink [incomprehensible]
She don't trust no bitches, she feel like they schemin'
She hood as ever, she can talk just like them white folks
I don't know if she can fight for real but she talk shit though
And every time she get drunk she like to strain her hole
First time I fucked her, I acted like the rubber broke
She act like she couldn't take it, she make me fuck her slow
But now she grab my ass and make me fuck her more
She's my baby, yeah
And I love her to death
She's got good loving, yeah
And she keeps it on deck
She holds me down, yeah
While I chase these checks
I'm her goon, yeah
And she's my goonette
Goon
I don't want no dingy bitch, give me a goonette
Can put her hair up in a pony tail and still be that
Can be the just woke up and pussy's still wet
And she can be dead ass broke but she can still dress
And everybody can piss her off but she won't stress
And just to make sure I'm good nigga she gone check
And every two or three months, nigga, she get in check
Her biggest fear when it come to me is another bitch
She had her choice, to be gettin' fucked and not neck
I If I had my choice, we'd be gettin' fucked and then neck
And now she listen and observe so she talk less
The next bitch to be my lady is a goonette
She's my baby, yeah
And I love her to death
She's got good loving, yeah
And she keeps it on deck
She holds me down, yeah
While I chase these checks
I'm her goon, yeah
And she's my goonette
Songwriters: Crear, Brandon; Levatte, Ronell; Washington, Algernod;
What the fuck you mean, bruh?
You got damn right I'm fina go live, bruh
You can count this mutha fucka down, bruh
Let's go live right now, bruh bruh
You on low, bih, I'm on high, bih
You on white, bih, I'm on brown, bih
I fina go live, I fina go live
I fina go live, I fina go live
You on lemme, bih, I'm in a coup, bih
You on the porch, bih, I'm in the streets, bih
I fina go live, I fina go live
I fina go live, I fina go live
Come from work on 26s, that shit no photo
Only nigga in a Maybach that fucking with gold
1st nigga in the city put the mind on folds
1st nigga to break bread but real niggas at his shows
Black diamonds ain't new, I wore two albums ago
Only nigga not platinum shelling out 40 racks
Ah, show ain't found a rap nigga these bitches love more
And if the deal want done pussy, nigga, I ain't go
And if the nigga ain't real can't fool me I know
And if the label want commercial, they can fucking let me go
And if the streets wasn't mine, they fucking let me know
And a nigga don't like me 'cause he mutha fucking broke
You on low, bih, I'm on high, bih
You on white, bih, I'm on brown, bih
I fina go live, I fina go live
I fina go live, I fina go live
You on lemme, bih, I'm in a coup, bih
You on the porch, bih, I'm in the streets, bih
I fina go live, I fina go live
I fina go live, I fina go live
You can catch me in the strip club standing on the bar
You can catch me in ah Maybach smoking me ah gaar
You can catch me in the hood, bitch, running to my car
You can catch me with my dogs with them niggas chirping hard
You can catch me in the mall, bowlegged with ah waer
You can catch me in the trap with my niggas playing cards
You can catch me on the late night fucking with a broad
You can catch me and my brother baq the baq getting them cars
You'll never catch me fiaggin you ain't fucking with ah maarr
Ya, I'm flaming like a bitch, got the city on lock
If a nigga wanna play I'm a catch me ah charge
Yeah, I fina go live like a mutha fucking star
You on low, bih, I'm on high, bih
You on white, bih, I'm on brown, bih
I fina go live, I fina go live
I fina go live, I fina go live
You on lemme, bih, I'm in a coup, bih
You on the porch, bih, I'm in the streets, bih
I fina go live, I fina go live
I fina go live, I fina go live
You ain't real, bih, you juh rap, bih
I'm the 1st nigga that rep the fucking goon shit
Weren't for me wouldn't be no fucking goon, bih
I holla, Remy, everbody on same shit
I'm from the streets, I don't need no fucking Grammy, bih
I sol a mill' in a year, who you fucking with?
Say I ain't hip hop you think a nigga care, bih
I get 40, 50 thousand just to spit, bih
Niggas in ya top 5 mutium nigga broe bih
Nigga, gutta dawg, niggas still on street shit
Nigga to real nigga, the play that beff shit
Step it up a notch we can play that ask shit
You on low, bih, I'm on high, bih
You on white, bih, I'm on brown, bih
I fina go live, I fina go live
I fina go live, I fina go live
You on lemme, bih, I'm in a coup, bih
You on the porch, bih, I'm in the streets, bih
I fina go live, I fina go live
I fina go live, I fina go live
CHORUS:rnI got her feet to the ceiling (9x)rnrnVERSE 1:rnI'm standin up in herrnI'm droppin nothin but d**k in herrnGot me on that XO tonight so Ima long d**k herrnHard like a roll of quarters rnI got that long in herrnLegs in the air and I'm hittin that p***y the dead centerrnBack of her thighsrnI got em up on my shouldersrnNut, I feel it comin but naw, I think Ima hold itrnLookin at her square in the face her eyes rollin rnShe yelling like a nigga rnIts killin her but she soakinrnHittin deep down in that p***y I got her talkinrnP***y go to bitin so hard I tell her pause itrnI aint tryna disrespect it just let me dog itrnNaw naw naw don't push me up out it shawtyrnI'm a couple strokes in, I think I'm catchin my rhythmrnShe know the cat good, I can tell by how I'm hittin herrnI'm a performer muthaf***** I love bein in the mirrorrnGot her pinned down to the bed but I got her feet to the ceilingrnrnCHORUS rnrnVERSE 2:rnI got her pinned up good and I aint gone let her movernStandin up on my toes I'm paintin her a** toornShe sweatin like a b**** even though we in a dewrnI'm laughin like a b**** cause I aint even much throughrnI told her don't move now, just keep em up in the airrnD*** so good she think I'm f***** her barernI aint trippin though if the p**** got a lil hair.rnThe main thing though, it got no wear-n-tearrnLegs in the air, I call that in the buckrnPress on her legs, Im tearin her a** uprnShe call a nigga name out, that's what cranks me uprnNow she talkin with her eyes closed yelling out what?rn"Paint me" (yeah I got her yelling out)rn"Paint me" ( yea I got her yelling out )rn"Paint me" (yea I got her yelling out)rn"Paint me", yea I got her feet to the ceilingrnrnCHORUSrnrnVERSE 3:rnI got her spread on nice she hangin off the bedrnNow I really finna paint her, she holdin her own legsrnGot the pillows stacked up so she don't hit her headrnJust teasin her right now, just fuckin her with the headrnI can hear how it smackin how I done got her wetrnWell I cant even lie she got some good sexrnI can tell how she runnin, I'm damn there in her chestrnGot her legs pushed back they damn near by her neckrnStop yelling for a minute and tell me I'm the bestrnLet you breath for a minute, but I aint gone let you restrnMaybe one or two more of them nuts Ima let you catchrnAfter that shit happens, then mine I gotta catchrnI done switched up on it now its all finessernGot her eyes real big cause she don't know whats nextrnI can do this all day and I don't need no restrnJust gimme hip motion, But keep ya feet to the ceiling.
I dun seen em in da kitchen he ah muthafukin chef, Dope dryin on da towel got da fan 2 hiz left, Got da folk in hiz right hand 40 in hiz belt, He ain't go 2 skool 4it but he ah muthafukin chef, Make sure da doe's locked cause it's dope erwhere, Ain't nobody runnin in got da choppa in da chair, He dun cooked 6oz got 3 mo left, He ain't go 2 skool 4it but he ah muthafukin chef...
5 in da morning nigga standin in da kitchen left hand on fie right hand ah nigga whipin, A.C. on high ain't no sweatin while he cookin, Make sure da blinds closed so ain't nobody lookin, Cut da cell phone off cause dat muthafuka trippen, Can't talk rite now ah nigga tryin 2 cook ah chicken, Were da bakin soda at cause datz da only thang missin, Sit da ounces on da scale make sure ain't nothin missin...
I dun seen em in da kitchen he ah muthafukin chef, Dope dryin on da towel got da fan 2 hiz left, Got da folk in hiz right hand 40 in hiz belt, He ain't go 2 skool 4it but he ah muthafukin chef, Make sure da doe's locked cause it's dope erwhere, Ain't nobody runnin in got da choppa in da chair, He dun cooked 6oz got 3 mo left, He ain't go 2 skool 4it but he ah muthafukin chef...
Got da stove on high got hiz pantz droped low, Got da music in da bac, Got da towel unda da doe, He finna make ah killing, He only 1 with dope, Phone ranging off da hook he gotta hurry up and go, Were he cookin at location undisclosed, M.O.H. nigga money ova hoes u could break dat shit down or u could sell it all whole, Soon as he get threw cookin dope already sold...
I dun seen em in da kitchen he ah muthafukin chef, Dope dryin on da towel got da fan 2 hiz left, Got da folk in hiz right hand 40 in hiz belt, He ain't go 2 skool 4it but he ah muthafukin chef, Make sure da doe's locked cause it's dope erwhere, Ain't nobody runnin in got da choppa in da chair, He dun cooked 6oz got 3 mo left, He ain't go 2 skool 4it but he ah muthafukin chef...
[Verse 1}
mi body feel numb
mi heart beating fast
mi mind still racing
mi nerves getting bad
mi body language weak
mi face expressions sad
been stripped of mi emotions feel lik i been stabbed
i dont know what id do if mi nigga passed
emotional roller coaster
wen its over ill be glad
cant do nothin bout his health
starting to make me mad
i feel so helpless
mi partner all i had
after its all over gotta put mi heart in the cast
i feel so empty how long will it last
aint nothin in the world that you could do right now
that could make me laugh
i feel lik im crying but aint no tears shed
[Chorus]
mi partner just got shot they say he might die
niggas caught him slippin
hit him from both sides
im crying internally but no tears will come out mi eyes
im just realized i dont know how to cry
mi partner just got shot an i heard he might die
niggas caught him slippin
hit him from both sides
im crying internally but no tears will come out mi eyes
ive just realized i dont know how to cry
[Verse 2]
mi shirt sticking to me
cause itd full of sweat
mi eyes real heavy
its hard to get some rest
im worryin myself crazy
i can feel it in mi chest
im thinkin about mi nigga
its hard to catch mi breath
i know if i lose it now i dont know what ill do next
momma told me pray more baby worry less
since i got the news
i been an emotional wreck
i dont know if its all a dream
or if its just a test
he had tubes in his nose
some running out his neck
couldnt even look at mi nigga
couldnt stand to look at him like that
i feel all his pain
im under so much stress
i just hope he make it
cause i know he blessed
[Chorus]
mi partner just got shot they say he might die
niggas caught him slippin
hit him from both sides
im crying internally but no tears will come out mi eyes
im just realized i dont know how to cry
mi partner just got shot an i heard he might die
niggas caught him slippin
hit him from both sides
im crying internally but no tears will come out mi eyes
Featuring: Ne-Yo
Aye can I please talk to my
Bust it babies real quick homie
Let me bring you in my world
And let you know what I call lil' bust it baby
I was speedin' in the fast lane
Pedal to the floor mayne
Tryna get back to her love
Best believe she got that good thang
She my little hood thang
Ask around they know us
They know that's mine
Bust it baby
Everybody know that's mine
Bust it baby
Everybody know that's mine
If I wasn't married to the streets, it'd be you
Yo lips what make you so cute
Love when you poke yo mouth out when you mad too
Save your number in my phone under Lil Boo
Like your sex but more love what cha do
Turn me on how you stare at me when we through
When you give it to me, I don't wanna turn ya loose
Scared to moan around you, it's all I can say is "Ooh"
My favorite panties of yours the ones that's see-through
One wit the pink trim on 'em and they light blue
Speakin' for the goons, thank God for makin' you
Bust it baby is what I call you
She got me speedin' in the fast lane
Pedal to the floor mayne
Tryna get back to her love
Best believe she got that good thang
She my little hood thang
Ask around they know us
They know that's mine
Bust it baby
Everybody know that's mine
Bust it baby
Everybody know that's mine
They say he's an entertainer, slow down
You're just one more, he don't respect you
He just gon' hurt you, and neglect you
Well they gon' say what they wanna, yeah
I made a promise, yeah, to do you right and I'm gonna
Girl I'll do everything I can, to prove I'ma better man
Than your friends think I am
She got me speedin' in the fast lane
Pedal to the floor mayne
Tryna get back to her love
Best believe she got that good thang
She my little hood thang
Ask around they know us
They know that's mine
Bust it baby
Everybody know that's mine
Bust it baby
Everybody know that's mine
I just gave her a nickname, it's wet-wet
Cause when we finished she mess up all my bedsets
She got something to relax me when I'm under stress
Never told her or let her know it, but she the best
She like to spell her name wit her tongue on my chest
If you had told me it was this good, I'da never guessed
She full of surprises, I don't know what she'll do next
But while she sleep I sneak and put hickies on her neck
And when she go out, she shut down the whole set
Love to see her in heels wit the slit in her dress
She like to do her own hair and get her own checks
My bust it baby I keep 'er on deck
She got me speedin' in the fast lane
Pedal to the floor mayne
Tryna get back to her love
Best believe she got that good thang
She my little hood thang
Ask around they know us
They know that's mine
Bust it baby
Everybody know that's mine
Bust it baby
She my Bust it baby
1st time we had sex, it was like a movies
Both of us fell asleep, both of us was woozy
Love how she say my name, love how she do me
Gained feelings for her kinda quick, kinda blew me
Found myself thinking bout her, shit kinda spooked me
More time we spent together more she got attached
I love being around her, seem like the perfect match
She ain't blow my phone up and she ain't never hack
She knew her place, played her role, and she was cool with that
"What you doin" "Where you goin" questions she don't ask
She took my mind off the streets she helped me relax
She wanted to VIP her face she put me on my back
Her sex game crazy
Body so amazing
Kiss like she cravin
Walk like she taken
Attitude mistaken
Fiend for her daily
Care about her greatly
Why she my bust it baby
What we did last night got me wantin to call her
If I wasn't real homie I'd probably stalk her
From the hood, when she get drunk she talk proper
Got kinky with her, told her dress up like a lawyer
I was the judge last night I gave her all the orders
Worked it real good turned her round and doggystyled her
Told her if I gave her any more might have to charge her
Felt the vibe in the room the feelings getting larger
Took her from the bench and I done turned her to a starter
Tastes like sugar, smell like water
Now she into goons all off what I taught her
What I do to her make her care about me harder
Her sex game crazy
Body so amazing
Kiss like she cravin
Walk like she taken
Attitude mistaken
Fiend for her daily
Care about her greatly
Why she my bust it baby
Chorus:
You already know I just 3 65
Give it to me straight up got me shoting a ride
I am bout that life I am bout that life thank ya
I am bout that life I am bout that life thank ya
Verse 1:
1 time 4 the the projects n 2 times 4 the zole
Bottles in the air feeling niggas that just beat they parole
Toast 2 all the niggas that never ever told
Salute 2 all the bitches that stayed down n rolled
Just ran outta guards can I please hit the door
Mind on them dices I'm thanking 10 or 4
I love all my niggas were they with u poor
Remember I got my lawsuit I spun it all on doe
Chorus:
You already know I just 3 65
Give it to me straight up got me shoting a ride
I am bout that life I am bout that life thank ya
I am bout that life I am bout that life thank ya
You already know I just 3 65
Give it to me straight up got me shoting a ride
I am bout that life I am bout that life thank ya
I am bout that life I am bout that life thank ya
Verse 2:
Bombs over bad bad car racks in Bermuda
Shoutout 2 the candylady n shoutout 2 the shooters
Parents in some rand right they flying with the stoolies
Called her ass a virgin n now I turnt her into the moodest
Just ran cross a comeup my house finna go banannas
Toolie jit the crit just bought me 2 new hammers
If u don't like what u seeing then u can change the channel
Y I put the bitch out cause ain got no manners
Chorus:
You already know I just 3 65
Give it to me straight up got me shoting a ride
I am bout that life I am bout that life thank ya
I am bout that life I am bout that life thank ya
You already know I just 3 65
Give it to me straight up got me shoting a ride
I am bout that life I am bout that life thank ya
I just gota letta from boosie
boosie,what's up nigga
just got off the phone with my home boy that call me
that put 15 mo..niggas on the phone
and all them niggas told me the same thing
what they say bruh ?
them nigga say bruh
what they say bruh?
all I want to do is ball 4 us my nigga
just ball for us my nigga
and I think bout one of my dead homies
think about my niggas in the projects, I said it fuck it my nigga
Hook:
For all my niggas doing time I'm a ball 4 dem
and all my fallen soldiers know what I'ma ball 4 dem
and everybody who ain't got it I'ma ball 4 dem
and all my niggas in the projects I'ma ball 4 dem
oh I'ma ball 4 dem, oh I'ma ball 4 dem
for all my niggas doing time I'ma ball 4 em
and all my ballers soldiers know what I'ma ball 4 em
and everybody who ain't got it I'ma ball 4 em
just orderd twenty bottles them for my dead partners
feelings good about my self that's up my nigga jus gava couple dollas
ma f*ck them red bottles coulda put this on that cantin orda
that's why I ball hard and just smoke me a whole quarter
stop me by the store , needa grab some money orders
just thought about my nigga my red cross his daughter..
spoke to em last week told me to ball 4 em
told me to ball on this p**sies, his exact ..orders
shit he dun did a dime but shit he caught a qaurter
but he aint stressing though 'cause my nigga for ya
if he was out nohwww he probably be rolling what
but since he aint nohw ima roll one for em..
[Hook:]
Rest in peace jacob: damn I miss you homie
Im still in these trenches, I know you prayin for me
I think about you boy, when I play that plenty money
niggas on the colorosy, count all them f*ckin hundreds
now this for my niggas I'm ballin 4 em all
to all the silent nigga rest in peace y'all
I got a couple soldiers that still awaiting trial
I said pray for ya now hold ya head high
you used have bread, now you ain't got bread
a real hustler boy,you know how to get it again
Im tryna to motivate you let's get this cash then
and I'ma ball for Diesel and Jbaby till the very end
[Hook:]
I gotta do it major like you was out here with me
my mind one way, I'm on a f*ckign mission
I dontknow about nobody else but I know I fuckin miss ya
whether you out or in, damn im ridin witcha
it ain't nutn change..I'm still the same nigga
aint' like dem pussy hoes, who act like they forget ya
whether you rich or poor make me no f*cking different
the love is in my blood and it's forever in me
wether is the grave or jail , you know ima come to visit
why they cant keep it real ?
cause they aint f*cking liv it
why I aint change on ya?
because it aint in me
and I'ma ball 4 you nigga
(Plies talking)
bruh bruh the streets is all i know,bruh aint nothing you can tell mhe bout the streets that i don't now
(chorus)
i hustle all day ball all night i been in the streets like all my life runnin like crazy the streets is my lady street shit is all i know
(verse 1)
i had dreams of livin like nino all i ever wanted was one kilo grandma went to chruch but i didn't go i stayed home just to watch (........) steady boston geroge and diego watch one lil nigga play with big doe niggas made millions off of one o i learned the street life was so cold 10 stacks cash that was my goal wanted to be like big bro with plenty hoes first thing he taught me was the g code hoes aint shit thats all i ever known
(chours)
i hustle all day ball all night i been in the streets like all my life runnin like crazy the streets is my lady street shit is all i know
(verse 2)
alot of niggas wanted me in the chain game alot of niggas broke but got big names some niggas pussy but got alot of change real nigga to the bone how i came niggas snitchin now and days with no shame 16 with two kids who the blame when i was 16 i ran my first train had good butt but i aint know her name some niggas dead thanks to cocaine some niggas rich off the same thing all i can tell you life a dirty game streets all i know simple and plain
(chorus)
i hustle all day ball all night i been in the streets like all my life runnin like crazy the streets is my lady street shit is all i know
(verse 3)
i know a nigga that blew off 28 grand nigga cop his first ounce and went ham now he ridin candy smokin big cans nigga ridin threw the city with big bams most niggas i knew grew up with no fam momma still here but daddy in a jam one thing bout street money it swith hands i know some niggas thats 18 with 20 grand i know some old coons dawg with no band and this street shit waits for no man some niggas gone leave here with head shoots some niggas gone hit liqs for big blocks some niggas forever dawg gone sell rocks ands some niggas forever gone have big knots and some gone forever ball and just watch and i sulate the niggas thats on the blocks
(chorus)
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