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I think for the most part, our generation is filled with a bunch of fucking cowards. And I say that man because, we beef amongst each other. We kill and we shoot each other in our own hoods and we bang each other, we won't bang cops. Know what I'm saying. And one things these motherfuckas in America know they know we ain't gone do shit
I'm grippin the NINA Visions of 9-11 Visions of 3 sixes no sevens This is Bushanomics George is a modern day Ronald Reagan I pray to god in the midst of payment Niggas I'm just saying When do we stop playin When do we stop pimpin and start sprayin 50 shots for every cop that pop sean bell His body layin But they aquitt Cause they know that our generation won't do shit Nothing, nada But every rapper is a shotta or a don dotta Or a killer But you ain't killin nothing in this piece Unless it's another nigga Trying to raise boys to super men And while I'm at it fuck auther j coopermen It's never just-us for blacks But they send just us to iraq With poor whites and latinos I pray to god that you hear this single This is banners middle finger YALL YEAH! [Chorus: x2] I've been waiting in the hood for so long (so long) I've been waiting in the hood for so long (so long) For some niggas to stand up in here We some soldiers and we have no fear Mrs. Catherine Johnston Was murdered by police In North West Atlanta But I don't hear it in the streets Where the anger in the hood for this old lady dyin DC six ain't shit but cops lyin Ain't shit but bullets flying 39 slugs Undercovers fuck the law This was somebody damn grandmother (grandmother) And she died over crack sells Crooked ass cops or some niggas tryin to flip yale You ain't have to sell it in her yard You ain't trappin bitch you yapping to the motherfucking guards And I got a damn question Why the city ain't pissed off When I know ya'll heard shots and a old lady got hauled off YALL YEAH! [Chorus x2] I wanna see a nigga ride for something dog. Fight for something, fight anybody but your motherfucking self nigga. We sell drugs but we don't sell drugs to ourselves. We bang but we only bang on ourselves. We do every fucking negative thang and niggas so hard, niggas on radios, on cds, on tapes, and on movies; they got guns, they got pistols, but ain't nobody shootin at nothing but they self. Fear is the only thing that people respect. We forgive everybody but our self. These cops gonna have to fear something. Something gonna have to happen. If ya'll gonna march, march to the motherfucking cops house my nigga. Make these motherfuckas fear something dude. They got us scared. They got niggas scareed to go to strip clubs nigga, you know. Shit. My nigga like, something gotta happen. I'll say it my nigga cause I ain't scared. I ain't scared of shit. I'm scared of god, I'm scared of god first, and I'm scared of taking the blessing that god has given me and leading somebody down the wrong path |
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| 2. |
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| 3. |
| 4:14 |
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Suicide door, Sui, Suicde door.x4
Suicide door, I'm clean in this bitch. Suicide door, Sui, Suicde door.x4 Suicide door, I'm clean in this bitch. I could give a fuck about you niggas and you hatin' hoes. Sittin' in a black Escalade got some suicide doors. Inside Peanut butter, Peter Pan Brown. I'm a country ass nigga with some dueces on the ground. See the mother fucker hollow, when I'm skatin' beatin' down the street. Sippin' on some purp while your baby mamma suckin' me. |
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| 4. |
| 4:07 |
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(feat. Akon, Lil' Wayne & Snoop Dogg)
(2x) Chorus I got a 9 mm Ready to go off any minute So you feel it Because of the law I had to conseal it If you fuck around you are make me revel it (lil wayne)Tool on deck Why would I lie Nigga youz a pussy Hope you got 9 lives I could hit a nigga wit the 9-9 times Country ass boy Country like Leanne rimes Mississippi d-banner And lil weezy anna(lilousiana) Everybody got tools So you will need a hammer Im a pill poppin animal Syrup sipping nigga Im so high you couldn't reach me wit a fucking antenna Your fucking wit this man You can be this man dinner The 9 give me brains But the AK add lever The rapper is insane Flowing like a mad river Make your ass quiver Like you nekkad at winter Hollygrove honcho Hard time giver Im a shark in the water You just long john silver I got a girl You want to meet her Her name is 9 milimeter (2x) Chorus (david banner) If i got 9 slugs, 9 bullets gonna fly If i got a red beam, 9 people gonna die 9 momma's gon cry, 9 spirits in the sky 9 preachers preachin, 9 sermons tellin 9 lies Cause each and every one of yall 9 nigga's wasn't shit I would of rather kept the 9 lugers in the ruger clips The index finga slip i let the 9 spit I lick em all like 18 tits on 9 chicks Im a suicide risk, 9 slits on each wrist If i died 9 times, the next go arounds a bitch And if i come back i throw 99 souls And shove 9 inches of dick in 99 hoes yall (2x) Chorus Snoop Dogg Ima west coast original, Black John Wayne Nigga here we from we like to pop that thing (hey) you better stop that main, Fat mouth the dawg and imma pop (pop) bang Kids wanna bust me, hoes wanna suck me Nigga's wanna touch me , none of that trust me Im too slick to slide, never snitch i let it ride I set aside, all my feelins when im killin, like a villian Move quick like a cheetah, imma killa I aint here to lock up, i flash the heeta and then lock ya whole block up Dip dop deeta, Banner turn the beat up, Illa for realla my nilla deal another card You niggas always actin hard, I keep a 9 mm in my waist and got two more in the car Yeah you all bout to get so quit it, Tryin to conseal it you fuck around and make me reveal it so kill it skillet Chorus until end |
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| 2:11 |
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| 3:44 |
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Young Joc:
Have you ever seen a chevy with the butterfly doors stuntin (stuntin) is a habit get like me Have you ever seen a chevy with the (get get like me) Have you ever seen a chevy with the (get like me) Have you ever seen a chevy with the butterfly doors stuntin (stuntin) is a habit put it in the air stuntin (stuntin) is a habit put it in the air stuntin (stuntin) is a habit put it in the air Have you ever seen a chevy with the butterfly doors stuntin (stuntin) is a habit David Banner: Got a chip in my engine26 inch rimsgot fade away money bitch i'm ballin out the gym got my old school pumpin hit wheel on reclineif you think a nigga broke you out yo monkey ass mind(yeah) diamonds on my pinky(yeah) hand on the pine touch and die yo mama do the second line(yeah) screens fallin from the sky syrup fallin in my cup old school chevy thang comin down(nigga) what got diamonds in my mouth got som gucci on my seat got g's on my(ay) bitch its cold when i speak got a freak on my arm got a charm around my neck you can gone pass the mike watch i'm bout to catch wreck still screamin out mayne pistol in my handsouthside so thowed (thowed in the game) big face on my chain 84's on the frame big bodies comin down hoggin up both lanes stuntin(stuntin)is a habit get like me Have you ever seen a chevy with the (get get like me) Have you ever seen a chevy with the (get like me) Have you ever seen a chevy with the butterfly doors stuntin (stuntin) is a habit put it in the air stuntin (stuntin) is a habit put it in the air stuntin (stuntin) is a habit put it in the air Have you ever seen a chevy with the butterfly doors stuntin (stuntin) is a habit Chris Brown: The name you know of A little bit change now your boy done blown up And I’m doing things that gets exposed Stunting aint a thing to me And it’s obvious it’s plain to see That you gone make us both Get into some things That’ll scare grown folks Shi* they might even say You should leave me alone Don’t be scared You need to get like me Stunting is a habit Just gotta have it Shawty can throw anything at me I’m gonna bag it When she sees the carrots They real just like a rabbit Can’t no other boy Do the things you like He aint your type Change your life But if you did your homework Girl I’m pretty sure you know what I got Drop top singing know Jones and Banner gonna roll Let me stop Stunting is a Habit stuntin(stuntin)is a habit get like me Have you ever seen a chevy with the (get get like me) Have you ever seen a chevy with the (get like me) Have you ever seen a chevy with the butterfly doors stuntin (stuntin) is a habit put it in the air stuntin (stuntin) is a habit put it in the air stuntin (stuntin) is a habit put it in the air Have you ever seen a chevy with the butterfly doors stuntin (stuntin) is a habit Jim Jones: They told me stuntin' was an artform (like Da Vinci) Winter time no top but the car on (Lambourgini) We don't park we leave the car on The bad ____ gimme ____ The say my rides like Purple label My garage like horses in the stable (horsees) Cars all pretty hard or more drippy like the Frankie better It's banks stopped all betters It's tank top in good weather Mostly indoor wit it Treat out whips like our bitches We take the top off and then we jump off in they _____ just like we jump up in the _____ They say we smoke good Puff ferraris up in dope hoods Because we so hood it's all good Say stuntin' is a habit so put it in the air So 100 thounsand worth of carrots so I put it in my hand stuntin(stuntin)is a habit get like me Have you ever seen a chevy with the (get get like me) Have you ever seen a chevy with the (get like me) Have you ever seen a chevy with the butterfly doors stuntin (stuntin) is a habit put it in the air stuntin (stuntin) is a habit put it in the air stuntin (stuntin) is a habit put it in the air Have you ever seen a chevy with the butterfly doors stuntin (stuntin) is a habit |
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| 7. |
| 3:38 |
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(feat. Lil Wayne)
And you can't do this and you don't do that[x3] (David David David Banner) Shawty say the nigga that she with ain't shit Shawty say the nigga that she with ain't shit And you can't do this and you don't do that And you can't do this and you don't do that Shawty say the nigga that she with ain't shit Shawty say the nigga that she with ain't shit And you can't do this and you don't do that And you can't do this and you don't do that Shawty say you don't beat it up no mo' Ya'll don't come her hair and throw dat ass on the floor Don't spend no time just keep it all in mind and you Don't take her out to eat and you never treat her kind Man... I ain't even touch her But another nigga will come through And gon' fuck her You need to get your mind right man go raise your kids Put a man in they life... aww well I'm a put it in your wife Man I'm trying tell you whatcha broad said last night He don't stick it, he don't licky licky He don't take me out to the movies And buy the(?) tickets Shawty say the nigga that she with ain't shit Shawty say the nigga that she with ain't shit And you can't do this and you don't do that And you can't do this and you don't do that Shawty say the nigga that she with ain't shit Shawty say the nigga that she with ain't shit And you can't do this and you don't do that And you can't do this and you don't do that I walked in the street y'all ask me my name I look back at her and I said T-pain I bought her a drink she said She was a stripper I'm making more money like real so I tip her Now she driving on my zipper You know it's happening she say you don't listen to her life and stress Word to the wise go keep the trick you know you won't let her she gonna get it how She lives... Shawty say the nigga that she with ain't shit Shawty say the nigga that she with ain't shit And you can't do this and you don't do that And you can't do this and you don't do that Shawty say the nigga that she with ain't shit Shawty say the nigga that she with ain't shit And you can't do this and you don't do that And you can't do this and you don't do that Now this is for my ladies who lookin good in the club That nigga ain't shit girl don't throw it up And you can't do this and you don't do that There's some niggas like me waiting for ya in the back Now this if for my ladies who lookin good in the club That nigga ain't shit girl don't throw it up And you can't do this and you don't do that And some niggas like me waiting for ya in the back Shawty say the nigga that she with ain't shit Shawty say the nigga that she with ain't shit And you can't do this and you don't do that And you can't do this and you don't do that Shawty say a nigga that she whipped em shit Shawty say a nigga that she whipped em shit And you can't do this and you don't do that And you can't do this and you don't do that |
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| 8. |
| 4:59 |
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(feat. Dre)
Do you wanna f*** right now (aye daddy) Well let me see ya panties on the floor (aye girl) Let me see ya panties on the flooor (aye girl) Let me see ya panties on the floor (aye girl) Do you wanna f*** right now (aye daddy) Well let me see ya panties on the floor (aye girl) Let me see ya panties on the flooor (aye girl) Let me see ya panties on the floor (aye girl) You know ya man can't f*** like this Go and lick my mouth girl betta don't kiss But you can look at my d*** It ain't just low girl look at my wiff Go and ride on my d*** Slide on down and work them hips (ya work them hips) You can jump in the bed girl and break this bitch Let me pull your hair Slap your face I'm feelin real freaky I might want a taste Do you wanna f*** right now (aye daddy) Well let me see ya panties on the floor (aye girl) Let me see ya panties on the flooor (aye girl) Let me see ya panties on the floor (aye girl) Do you wanna f*** right now (aye daddy) Well let me see ya panties on the floor (aye girl) Let me see ya panties on the flooor (aye girl) Let me see ya panties on the floor (aye girl) Go and get your best friend I really wanna f*** her too We can do it all night long And if you want girl she can do you Do you really wanna make me happy Then you can come and ride my pole You can bring all your girls I'm a make them all scream my ohh Do you like it when I grab your neck And squeeze it till your face turn blue Would you please come and sign this wavor If ya pass out girl you can't sue Do you wanna f*** right now (aye daddy) Well let me see ya panties on the floor (aye girl) Let me see ya panties on the flooor (aye girl) Let me see ya panties on the floor (aye girl) Do you wanna f*** right now (aye daddy) Well let me see ya panties on the floor (aye girl) Let me see ya panties on the flooor (aye girl) Let me see ya panties on the floor (aye girl) Gig like a horse you can ride on now This is what you get when you come down south I said come down south Don't trip on the first date Put it in your mouth Uh I like real world sex When you slide it down low but ya feel it in your neck And I don't need know help I can dig it all out I'm a walkin historec Do you wanna f*** right now (aye daddy) Well let me see ya panties on the floor (aye girl) Let me see ya panties on the flooor (aye girl) Let me see ya panties on the floor (aye girl) Do you wanna f*** right now (aye daddy) Well let me see ya panties on the floor (aye girl) Let me see ya panties on the flooor (aye girl) Let me see ya panties on the floor (aye girl) Do you wanna f*** right now (aye daddy) Well let me see ya panties on the floor (aye girl) Let me see ya panties on the flooor (aye girl) Let me see ya panties on the floor (aye girl) Do you wanna f*** right now (aye daddy) Well let me see ya panties on the floor (aye girl) Let me see ya panties on the flooor (aye girl) Let me see ya panties on the floor (aye girl) |
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| 1:12 |
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| 4:42 |
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| 4:18 |
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| 3:48 |
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| 3:25 |
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| 14. |
| 1:03 |
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| 15. |
| 4:24 |
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Bitch ass nigga
Bitch ass bitch ass nigga Bitch ass bitch ass bitch ass bitch ass nigga It still sound like You wanna do something bitch ass nigga Yea Hold Up Dis for that mother fucking Bitch ass nigga Dis for that Bitch ass nigga It's for that Bitch ass bitch ass bitch ass bitch ass nigga Still sounds like You wanna do something bitch ass nigga Still sounds like It's that body guard nigga Dat snitched on TIP It's your cousin or your homeboy Told on Mike Vick It's dat middle class nigga man Tryna sell dope Get caught Turn bitch An go an snitch on his folks Yea Now you wanna go Too many live in the trap He ain't have to turn Fed We ain't do it like that Boy I got a remidy For des Snitches at the crib You can't neva come home Bitch we know where you live Thugs grab your AK's Girls grab your 22's Lets take it to da streets And show des snitches what it do You motha fuckin Bitch ass nigga Dis for that Bitch ass nigga It's for that Bitch ass bitch ass bitch ass bitch ass nigga Still sounds like You wanna do something bitch ass nigga Yeah Hold up Dis for that mother fucking Bitch ass nigga It's for that Bithc ass nigga It's for that Bitch ass bitch ass bitch ass bitch ass nigga Still sounds like You wanna do something bitch ass nigga Yeah Hold up This is for my bloods And this is for my crypts Throw your sets up One nation in this bitch We so quick to kill each other And the hoods where we from But we hide the AK's when the fucking Feds come De neva forget about us, lurcing around where we stay We turn our fucking cheek and let dem faggits walk away But god gave me a vision and now a thug sees What would happen in da hood If the vice lords and G's All came together Blue and red flags Raisin a nation of black nigga ain't it sad We got too many cowards That'll let dem bullets pop Cuz they'd rather get paid And watch the young kids die You motha fuckin Bitch ass nigga Dis for that Bitch ass nigga It's for that Bitch ass bitch ass bitch ass bitch ass nigga Still sounds like You wanna do something bitch ass nigga Yeah Hold up Dis for that Bitch ass nigga It's for that Bitch ass bitch ass bitch ass bitch ass nigga Still sounds like You wanna do something bitch ass nigga Yeah Hold up I'm talking about the b-i-t-c-h-s n-i double gg-a-a Let hit em with da AK Yeah I'm talking about da AK Man I'm talking about your home boy dats trying to fuck your girl when you in the wars with your main bay bay Yeah I'm talking about Iraq Lets stick that motha fucka when you come back Lets hit him in da face with a ball bat I mean a baseball I mean fuck ya'll I mean fuck him Man I'm talking about dem niggas that'll stay in your house, You put food his mouth And dat nigga run out Bitch you know who I'm talking bout With your fat ass If I get you round here then its gun blast Click clack on your punk ass One shot to your mother fucking head And you fall then I hope that you die fast Or you die slow Ain't no hoe, I'm a blood man Thug till da day that I die Mississppi in dis bitch That ain't no lie, If you wanna kill me bitch go and try Mother fuckin Bitch ass nigga Bitch ass bitch ass nigga Bitch ass bitch ass bitch ass bitch ass nigga Bitch ass nigga Dis for that Bitch ass nigga It's for that Bitch ass bitch ass bitch ass bitch ass nigga Still sounds like You wanna do something bitch ass nigga Still sounds like Yeah hold up Bitch ass nigga Dis for that Bitch ass nigga It's for that Bitch ass bitch ass bitch ass bitch ass nigga Still sounds like You wanna do something bitch ass nigga Still sounds like Yeah hold up See what I'm talking about Fuck dem mother fucking cops We gotta start handle these pussy ass niggas In our own mother fucking community See they ain't going to do anything about these mother fucking snitches Cuz it helps America my nigga You know what I'm talking about We gonna have to handle these pussy ass, punk ass, fuck, in the ass, Ooooh I hate you niggas |
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| 4:28 |
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| 1:10 |
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| 3:26 |
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| 19. |
| 3:53 |
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For my niggas in da burland
My niggas in da roads Old school killa J nigga You know what I'm sayin Mac Ain't no nigga talk shit Punch dat nigga in the face Punch dat nigga in the face Punch dat nigga in the face Ain't no nigga talk shit Punch dat nigga in the face Punch dat nigga in the face Punch dat nigga in the face I bet my whole stack You can't knock a nigga out You can't knock a nigga out You can't knock a nigga out I bet my whole stack You can't knock a nigga out You can't knock a nigga out You can't knock a nigga out I never gave a f**k to find a pussy in da club And get your ass stone shot And watch your body fold up, hold up, role up Catch your mother f**kin elbow in da club I put the brass through the asswhole Cause I know or not these haters wanna see a nigga fall And I filthy f**kin rich and I'm a continue to ball I'm gonna punch you in your throat and make you piss all in yo draws Like a sucka for them laws Sawed off Sawed off Off dead bodies hawed off I got somethin for yo crib Cotail Mollytall (Mollytall) Man you f**kin with the boss And you get what you deserve For thinkin da niggas soft Ain't no nigga talk shit Punch dat nigga in the face Punch dat nigga in the face Punch dat nigga in the face Ain't no nigga talk shit Punch dat nigga in the face Punch dat nigga in the face Punch dat nigga in the face I bet my whole stack You can't knock a nigga out You can't knock a nigga out You can't knock a nigga out I bet my whole stack You can't knock a nigga out You can't knock a nigga out You can't knock a nigga out Boys from da hood But the hood is a fool Rather rich a dead rope Bitch get choke Don't come Grad the pistol from da back and blow it up Yo bitch last night That pussy I tore it up I'm a gorilla with figures and milla willa And any nigga whos sayin killa But he ain't a killa If you a killa Rubba nigga with yo f**kin bare hands That's a real man Know wat I'm sayin Bitch I ain't playin Ya'll a Ya'll a Ya'll a Bitch I'm back I'm a knock yo ass out Shove yo chick off in da lab Put a dick off in her mouth Let yo kids catch that Put some dead locks in tho mouth Let yo kids catch that Ain't no nigga talk shit Punch dat nigga in the face Punch dat nigga in the face Punch dat nigga in the face Ain't no nigga talk shit Punch dat nigga in the face Punch dat nigga in the face Punch dat nigga in the face I bet my whole stack You can't knock a nigga out You can't knock a nigga out You can't knock a nigga out I bet my whole stack You can't knock a nigga out You can't knock a nigga out You can't knock a nigga out Ya'll fist up nigga when yo ass cross da club Ya'll fist up nigga when yo ass cross da club And knock that nigga out And knock that nigga out Ya'll fist up nigga when yo ass cross da club Ya'll fist up nigga when yo ass cross da club And knock that nigga out And knock that nigga out Ain't no nigga talk shit Punch dat nigga in the face Punch dat nigga in the face Punch dat nigga in the face Ain't no nigga talk shit Punch dat nigga in the face Punch dat nigga in the face Punch dat nigga in the face I bet my whole stack You can't knock a nigga out You can't knock a nigga out You can't knock a nigga out I bet my whole stack You can't knock a nigga out You can't knock a nigga out You can't knock a nigga out |
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| 3:10 |
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(feat. Jazze Pha)
[Chorus:] I know somebody fly who wants to come by and take off all her clothes and freak me for free. And I know somebody fly who loves to come by take off all her clothes and freak me for free. [Verse 1:] I know the truth girl you be sick of making love, you rather get clubbed by a South Side thug. No kiss no hug no going to the club, no talking on the phone but turn that ass up. No money in the bank but we can't blow the bank. Come lay in my lap let me feel what your thinking ya you do look good, the trick I ain't - let me shake that ass - put me in the pain - put me in the pain - let me weigh it in a pinch - let me long drop shot and watch it all in the seat - jump back - jump back all out in the morning - let you all wet drippin and pourin. [Chorus:] I know somebody fly who wants to come by and take off all her clothes and freak me for free. And I know somebody fly who loves to come by take off all her clothes and freak me for free. [Verse 2:] I know you see me watching girl don't trip go grab your coat on the rack and let's dip - your a grown ass woman don't play no games - don't lie to yourself let's leave these lames - leave these lames. Let's dip in the bed nobody gots to know get lost in the [? ] - let's fall out of control - get lost in the [? ] but me I get [? ] I got cash but now I want sex - want sex - but you can leave with a [? ] or an autograph copy of my song like a pimp - or a gum or a mint whatever you need. But your boy can't get no cheese. [Chorus:] I know somebody fly who wants to come by and take off all her clothes and freak me for free. And I know somebody fly who loves to come by take off all her clothes and freak me for free. I - know somebody fly [Short Verse 1:] Let me come by just [? ] Fix a plate of food and I ate it - just did - fixing on the pepper mill she's got her own grill. [Hook:] I know somebody fly who wants to come by and take off all her clothes [Short Verse 2:] And lay down on the floor - she's a queen but she like it when I treat her like a hoe - [? ] make her good make her - make her say scream no - pull her hair it's good and straight to the door - no talk we keep it on the low [Hook:] I know somebody fly who wants to come by and take off all her clothes and freak me for free. And I know somebody fly who loves to come by take off all her clothes and freak me for free. Fly - take off all her clothes and freak me for free. |
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| 3:37 |
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[Chorus]
It was just me in that red Astro van A box of cd's and a pistol in my hand A pistol in my hand, a pistol in my hand It was just me in that red Astro van A box of cd's and a pistol in my hand A pistol in my hand, a pistol in my hand Yeah them boys talk down and they all going hey I give it all to the Lord so I called this song Faith! I called this song faith, yeah Mississippi nigga with a 50 sack of weed I told them I got that Cali but this here from Tennessee Sick of leavin' over knees so I had to move quick I ain't tryin' to ball pimp I'm just tryin' to hit a lick Then I met this young miss it was back in 96 At a house party rollin' up some dolja in a swiss Really thought she was a trick so I hit her with my pimp game Step out to my lac and I'ma show you how to grip grain I'ma show you how to mix them sprite with them eights Show you how to ride rock steady on them skates At the time I never knew this girl would be my soul mate She said keep me close and ill keep your ass safe Then I taught country slang and we rolled from my estate Gave her an AR and started bustin' on them fakes Then she whispered in my ear no matter how long it takes You can make it, every myth about your home and your state We can break it, and no matter what you do let them boys know you smart Stand up for the poor and keep God in your heart Now matter what you do let them boys know you smart Stand up for the poor and keep God in your heart [Chorus] I remember falling to my knees asking God for some tracks He said, make your own son you ain't gotta sell crack Cut them sappers like they raw and let them fiends smoke that Go to N-Y-C on faith, im thinking to myself my Lord is that safe? Uncle Swac gave me a pistol and I left the next day Homies in Manhattan till I met Mrs. D-A-Y In her home she let me stay, studio to studio Me I'm on my grind, everybody at the crib thought I lost my damn mind The Noreaga bossed up and bought a beat This put me on feet, I found a damn way to eat my Lord [Chorus] Two years later I'm in the A pimp But in my soul I feel I need to move back to the Simp A town they showed me love, they put me on the map But if I love mississippi I gotta move back So stop in Birmingham man just for a minute Niggas stole my red van man and everything in it Drum machine keyboard and all of my clothes But I had my pistol with me I'ma kill these hoes When I left I was with little homie in the Regal So I grabbed my cell phone and I called Big Siegel I said, "Meet me in the Ham big boy it's going down" God yelled, "Stop my son and turn around!" They took your possessions but your souls on safe ground 2 months later I was riding through the Ham Gotta ten million dollar deal yall, damn! Haha thats faith my nigga, Thank you Lord, thank you |
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