Bust guns, uh, uh, yeah Bonnie and shit You me? Smell me? (That's right, you know?) I'mma take one straight to the top And he dare get in the way, we smash, scrape real like that, you know what I mean? Follow, yo, yo, yo (Bonnie and forever y'all)
Gun check [Fox] [Jay-Z] Let's go over the [Fox] I'mma pull up to the slow, then hop out the van [Jay-Z] Nah don't hop out, slide out lookin' a knockout Show a little thigh, this nigga's eyes pop out Sieze him the cleavage I want you to make nigga believe he 'bout eat it [Fox] I can let him see or [Jay-Z] [Fox] Two gun totin', I seen dimes [Jay-Z] Ain't nothin' stop me and hon from rollin' Yeah, we done promotin' [Jay-Z] We come for the and [Fox] All the money in the Act funny, get shot [Fox] Nigga, hands And I hope none of y'all niggas got plans to die [Fox] We can't goodbyes
In history me and this bitch will be like Five together, right? Damn, seem like forever [Jay-Z] We trade [Fox] We blocks [Jay-Z] And we never [Fox] Yeah, but we hot
[1 - J] Now you die for your nigga? [F] Yeah I'd die for my [J] Would you ride for your [F] I lie for my nigga [J] you live for your nigga? [F] Do up big for you [J] Would you bid for your [F] Shit, you my
[F] you ride for me? [J] Rapper [F] you die for me? [J] I high from a tree [F] They ain't ready for us, [J] [F] like Bonnie and Clyde to me
I protect you a vest do I'm the with a 380 special right next to you Glock poppin' out the And it's two guns, two hun', get I tear this whole down They know the vault, pull bank jobs I banged ya squaw I aims this rod Y'all niggas can't do a thing to broad My bullets hurt the same as I've been by the best, extorted the rest Wearin' a niggas shit, crossin' my on the line, say prayers under my breath But knew I'd be 'aight 'cause right to my left (Right)
Over baby, you baby Big gun right over left shoulder baby Same nigga that you how to hold that 80 day one 'til we old and crazy Let's the world
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Ran up at The bank robbers in our routine is like St. swimmin' Everybody hit the floor, and women Kids rush for the your cry to a limit Time ma, we got about 5 minutes Before the authorities rush and the in it teller's up to something, look, his eyes are squinted
[Fox] Don't let that button be the reason why finished
Yeah, the sky's the limit 'til we reach B.I.G [Fox] Jesus, confess to him all the shit we did [Jay-Z] Gotta reverse the six, let's murd' jerk Almost got [Fox] We got a of cash Throws it in the Long as we shitin' like this Shit, ain't nothin' fuckin' this You my for life I'm your like this I can see us gettin' rich like this
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