Hey this that ** music homie
Grown folks ** you know I'm finn
Keep your kids out the kitchen **
** you
Chick
Oh mine
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You see we ain't graduated this ** **
Music music music
Eighty ** strictly for the struggle homie
Can't use **
** dj
Motherfucking real
This ** boy yo god and mister paris king
Yeah with the eighty
Song bands in his leap by jeans with
The ** mirrors
I just thought of the movement
Thought me a hundred bricks
And I bet you I moving mister
White land milster white color mister
Too many dolls on the porsche it look ugly mister
White house in the neighbors the same color mister
Wife element come with an umbrella mister
Keep a pistol that fall to be on deck mister
I'm about ferrari next check **
Neck pack **
My next sack **
Big work broke the scale take it back **
My real thugs my big dogs
My ** doing life
I had fan walls I'm america most wanted
Great ** I'm addicted to the gang
Street **
** your garden you
Just told can
You let me all of these ** got it
You know I would choose
You can't use it
** I cook my way out the motherfucking hood **
Yeah not gonna believe yourself at least go **
Skills ** music I swear
Don't even get me started cause you know I take it down
Yeah
Air force one day you need two bells
Two kind of ** twice makes it all fold down
Ha ha watch like wheels gotta buy them by the set
Yeah it's your life
** make more money with his way
Yeah wanna
Talk lambs I done rolled in two minutes
Bricks like bottles I done open two minutes
I'm a real ** so let's get it understood
If this ** stand up yeah that's one for hollywood
What about shedding just did seventeen
On the way from day in county
Did that boy something mean
I ain't seen them in keys
Since they pulled out the yard
Charlie maurice yeah he just did it all
Yeah like girl fifteen **
What about renee
Yeah to get behind had to blame it on the eight
You you you
C c for life
Now say we do this ** for the ball and soldiers **
All ** facing tea in the life and I really
Want you ** a boy
** away I'm living homie white war
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I'm talking from if it's to the lab of the three on
Fire **
Bro started off lost now I'm really getting paid
Rings bigger than the rings when I used to bed
Flying in a new fan I'm thinking look at me mama
Yeah I'm money
Coming from a concert and I had it jumping
Really
That was nothing back in nineteen ninety something
With colombians and zoes
Competed for better numbers
You ain't talking about dollars less
You got a couple commas
He really in the plug till he front a couple honey
Standing in the crowd ** looking at me funny
Cause I'm smoking all that loud
And they know I really done it
I could blow a meal **
I just cracked twenty but I gotta keep it trill
Ain't nothing like trap money
Then they jam you up in court
You labeled a black dummy slave with no remorse lord
Just blast for me when you shopping for them blocks
My ** just ask for me I feel him when the
Beggars up with crown bags homie
Music
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** music
If you look like money
Smell like money ** this money
Music music
From no mirrors to virginia
Real game
I can't do
Bacon soda got it
Yeah I made me now boys club
I dream filthy
The kilos come white put more faith in the skin
Failed in my one mind
With one slight click at her wrists
As many feet with one kick
It's numb in their body like anti freeze
I handle the keys from the corners to the drops
Got hit with a bachelor all base
That's annie lie and that candy drop
Chrome shoes missing roof or ice cream pink job
I got a sweet tube
The sweetest taboo
The tab is past due
A million dollar baby means guns exact
You cause the white
Toss that chicken like fruit
Fight snow blinded streets till them ** loose sight
The flight to panama is four hours long
Before grand flat you can ship a bird home
And when they touch down they gonna fly on their own
White girl get missing like gone baby gone