pissed, right I said a few things that made his brain go 'ding' This chick sick that make 'em just wanna quit Now don't give up on my good love The back
a ride that takes you All the way up, all the way down Never look back, it's time to break out It's time to break out It's time to break out Right now
hit this blunt, one of these and sit back, wait a half an hour.. all your issues, you'll forget that .. now she kissin' on my nipples, licking on my six pack
said i'm headed to the top bitch i'm trying to get it all a real bitch will be there for a nigger if he fall the club pack front to the back up in this
't focusin', about the dough I spend But I was holdin' in, I was a roller then I was a baller back then, all of that man Fall back, I fought that What
shells come, you better return 'em All scars we earn 'em, all cars we learn 'em like the back of our hand We watch for cops hoppin' out the back of van
, loose tooth Whoop a nigga ass by his self or with a group too Who? Fight back, oh, it like that? Where my knife at? Shawty, I be right back Fresh out
her gucci hustler (???) sudden valley cook up second of the extra stack up loud pack make her catch a contact dumb sets long stacks i can make her come back
twenty And after this flip I'm quittin' the trap cold turkey, sike The pack in and I'm workin' Drought season in, charged ya ass a whole thirty But right
back, 21s on the front Got that engine in the back, and the trunk is in the front In the back of the club now, smoking on a blunt Club packed to capacity
it But it takes a lot for me to admit I'm wrong, yeah But I'll do whatever to save my home 'cause I can't go back, back and forth, in and out, out the
your long sleeves We in it to win it, Wu-Syndicate snatch penants Label cats menace, work cats in, fuck with the mercelis Stash mills, the pack impact, we back
Let's get it started Oh, this that shit right here, nigga Wassup? Yeah, wassup? Nigga, 103, yeah When this hit drop in the club, nigga Yeah, yeah, let
I said tell me what's really going on? Drizzy back up in this thing I'm ready, what's happening? Gone for surgery, but now I'm back again I'm 'bout my
a lit match 'Fore I sit back and let 'em get hot Better call the cops on 'em quick fast Shady's right back on your bitch ass White trash with half a six pack
a killer ho, she gon' blow right through ya I be macking 'bout my stacking, now I pack like a mover Shout to ratchet for backing out on behalf of my
a break I'll let you up, I'll let you breathe Wash your face, get something to eat then come back to the bedroom And I'll be waiting for you right there
the answer Right now I command you to dance I'll be your commander Right now I command you to dance I'll be your commander Right now I command you to