Aight, really? You hit my number This Sick Wid It, Jive Leave your at the beep
Yeah, on my you say? Oh Kick shit then nigga
Higher than a bird, off herb, in the O A K Off on perv, parked on curb, up a vay Licked it times, laced it with the Alize About twomp a day, hit me frequently Sneak, and forty, chocolate short-ay, we been All prepared, 'cause my nights is no day, the say I last! 'Cause you six But I say, she pullin' a gang of major
Bust, niggaz, consequences when you're doin' the do Fuck around and get caught up in a catch In the area, dirt and the yah! B.A. Plus But ain't yo sista Suga-T? Ain't you the one say sprinkle me, sprinkle me I loves me some I seen you up in 2Pac's video your collar
I this playa shit like Bugs Bunny Ain't no cartoon nigga I makes money, ain't nuttin' funny If you're ever in some funk, call your potnah on the And one-eighty-seven, at the end of the number on Washington, on the cellular phone You tell that the Easy Bay was his home My goin off like a high school build And all my in stacks, and all my pockets on swell
Mobbin' a playa, but I'm still a G doe goin' off like C-3PO Time for the Hurricane, E word I put a nigga on his back, what you heard
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I be so When I'm on my phone-telyalous You can my baitch, but I maintain I it up as a loss and charge it to the game She said you must be playin' some of phone tag 'Cause every time I hit you, you hit me back Why is dat? 'Cause you're hella hard to get in contact Thought you thought, was killin' big was crackin' on some crabs
Six o'clock, the girl said my crib be at the West plus Due to go, me at home be Leavin' my ass up in the living room all And I be starvin' rubbin' my monkey fiendin' for some Donkey Now you're talkin', get the show on the road I you're tired of barkin', you need to hop on my load So we can stab out, strike rock and Arroyo At the top of hill, so I can your oil
I said ah one to the two ah two to two three, tell me why momma keep on pagin' me, I didn't give the hoe the number So why does she call, she says she wanna do me, and all of But I'm like that nigga on The Mack, I don't the honey I want the money some of you is funny style and meanwhile I'm sellin' my piece to these tricks it's the paper chase Laced with game, see I'm livin' in the hustlers dream, up a player If it's major, especially if it's scrilla nigga hit me on my
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Rang it, gimme a call My name you're screamin', how I be hittin' them You got me tinglin', how you be workin' them With a I make 'em all say this, yeah that's raw I glance cut, bass we, big cheeks With a blast headin' for the nut, big A&H Got some bitches all in the cut, that season Drop my to the hoe to hit me up
Yo, 911ing me to death, what's all that fo' Got my Williams and fillin' my and pager on the overflo' What's happenin' with all old bullshit is it really all that Damn serious, You're draining the out of my battery Got your partner thinkin' 'cause in the Y E A A R E A The game ain't constipated, buckin' around in the State where The game originated, be scandalous they used to be squares Be turnin' vicious, hit me on pager, hit me if it's
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