fuckin' secretary All y'all do me a favor, walk with me If you want money or drugs, talk with me Know I got my niggas my guns, now hawk with me Guess
fuck your bitch with a Louie Vuitton condom Bitch I'm king wasbie in my closet got a lobby in my closet (okay) I'm big bitch I'm big I got Versace in
a bunch of Martian bitches with bodysuits and platforms "Damn, I gotta think of a plan, whatamIdo? Did Superman have a gun?" Nah, but the Soopaman Lovah do So I
Last all night) Hold that ass real tight And I know this girl, she'd bust a gun for me And I'm about to send her out of town with half a ki This bitch
Y'all know how I play quiet towns and tie 'em down Haters wonderin' how I got a position with rock 'cause I listen to the lox and I listen then watch
money, I'll show you a gun, motherfucker Spell spin the corner while you parle with dun I clap you, I clap him, and that's rule number one Suckin' my dick, and I
be left alone I hate when I'm in a bad mood and I see all my supporters vibes'n and I apologies to anyone I've taking a pic with when I weren't smiling
my face in a paper I wish a nigga had a grenade to squeeze tight To awake neighbors for acres I'd murder you, I'd gauge and have me turn into a mad
i shut shit down i KILL yo ass and put you in tha dog pound nigga i pull tha trigga and deal with tha figgaz i can rap i can trap i can od it all hey
O.D.'n Adebesi, want a brick to pay double easy I got them thangs that a move easy And I told the lawyer, I sold blow to old Goya I'm half Spanish, you
life See, she wanna a nigga go and walk the hood with her That nigga try to front on her, I?m in the hood with her Shit, so stressed I could see it in
) Homeboy, I came to party (Ohh) Yo' girl was lookin' at me (Ohh) She's a haggler naw I'm not taggin' her (Ohh) But you don't want them boys to come
I'm allowed to be alone with you? Birthday girl, it's your birthday Wherever you wanna go Now, you're old enough to go and see The R-rated show, now, R
at us Nowhere to run, so I grab my gun And start blazin', this shit got a nigga aging I'ma die a gangsta nigga, ain't no changin' A G faithfully, mama
With a fully loaded pistol Hold down, can you feel it ? I break that shit Rope that fat chick with you, I take that bitch I love this, now who wanna
a bad boy, obviously. Pop one at your ivy league. I dont have a rivalry. If so, you have a cosulty. Oops, I meant a casualty. Oops, I meant catasrophe. Oops, I
s a little more than that, It's more like a message. More like a change for the better) And this is just a mixtape, Damn (It's more of a dedication, D