arms I wanna be the one That makes you laugh I wanna be the one You dream about at night I wanna be the one you come to when you cry I'll be your savior
Unit I got a hundred guns and a hundred clips Nigga I'm in New York (New York) I ride Wit a hundred Bloods and a hundred Crips, Whenever I'm in New York
I know you wanna pop me but (but) If I hit you first, the exit wound gon be the size of a hockey puck (AHH) Fuck, I really hold the rubber I send +Sparks
I'm 'bout that! [gunshot] {DAMN! } Front on me, get away, I doubt that! [shot] {OOH! } Want to tell that D's; yeah, I doubt that! I put the barrel in tha .5
you I know what you want You know I got it Baby if you give it to me I'll give it to you I know what you want You know I got it [2] - Baby if you give
I'm what they want, I'm what they want (uh) I'm what they want, I'm what they want (uh) I'm what they want, I'm what they want (uh) Come here let me show
I just picked up a Phantom, look how it rolls, Royce! Even if I wanted to quit, I ain't got no choice Verses keep coming, I should invoice my own voice
I Live, what I did, for this whole rap circus I open up more doors for y'all fuckers than car service Ya'll nervous, I ain't back yet I'm on extended
yellow stone, heavy snow that berry blow, that cherry coke got stupid dough, plenty mo you think I booked a hundred, shows i'm selling dope. I'm into
the 44 Bodyguard of somethin you don't want a part of If I was you, then I would do what I have to But you ain't me, you hesitated so I clapped you Then
Store Yellow Fits Yellow Wrists Yellow Chicks Yelow Cris Bitch You Gotta Yield You Dont See This Daum Yellow Whip Yellow Gun Yellow Clip Fruity
it better than her distance dick (me) I'm her long distance pimp When I land my bitches want for me on the strip (yup) And I don't lie I confess, I'm
her pussy wet I leave that bitch with a puddle, I'm a beast I'm a dog, I should rap with a muzzle, Peyton Manning flow, I just go no huddle, Baby girl
on my sleeve I need a money donor, cause I'm dying to resist I know mama gat her eyes on her seed Therefore, I never stop, I just proceed Their eyes make
coz i got mad bitches just wanting me And i got mad niggaz just checkin' for me see I got more stock than you ever see, i be... The one that your main
I want a block a yo keep your boy dro, blood, and some drank waitin' at the door Chorus (2x) Reach Back...(5x) Like a pimp Slap the hoe Reach Back...(5
artificial lies Y'all niggaz is faker than Yellow No. 5 Swine like mono and diglyceride My vocals got texture, you just texturized I'm nicer than your writtens even when I