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Bo Jackson What up, though? Trey-four Bruno, Bricks, Costo Free Lito, 227 Quezo, Concreatures It's gang time, mafia, what else? Griselda Let's get it Uh, uh, uh Weigh the coke, beat the pot, scrape the bowl, beat the block Eight below, steamin' hot, eighty-four, Gs on top Boy and girl, best of both worlds, one-fifteen a G Auntie want a two for one, unky want a three and three Scale tweakin', bell ringin', phone slappin', twelve creepin' Answer that, told her, "Hit me back, I'm in a sales meetin'" All the splits on my profit share is non-negotiable All this money, can't even lie, got me kinda emotional West told 'em pray for Paris, London, and Tokyo Gave 'em teapot in China, now we shinin' in Kosovo Met Hov at Club Novo, man, this shit on the floor Might not know your woman, but I know who I'm 'posed to know Six-four to the Mo', was me, Bose, and Zoe Runnin' through the six with my woes, shoutout to Smoke and Joe Told cuz to slow his roll, now he facin' ten In love with makin' prose, I ain't really into makin' friends Let's take a spin through the gutter where it's rainin' Bens Man make the money, money don't make the man Thought he had me figured out, it's been a change of plans Risk versus reward, I had to take a chance All the money I ran up came from shavin' grams Man make the money, money'll break a man Said he gon' take the hit, even if it break his chin Is you the type to stand up or you gon' take the stand? What else? Tell him "Please", Sherry, he'll give it to you He ain't wanna give it to me, that's alright All you gotta do is say "Please" Nah, that's alright You ain't even said "Please" Man, we said "Please" all our life to white people, come on now Aww, hahahaha Only shit like that, man Alright, why you bein' racist, Sherry? I'm not racist You said you was gon' help me, you gon' give me garbage Hahahaha, this is great You gonna give me garbage and you won't give me no change You want some change? Yeah, I need enough to go there and get me somethin' to eat Don't play with me, man, don't play It's change I need enough to get something to eat You need crack I don't, I swear I don't want no Crack, man, I want something to eat, Dave Look, that, that's enough for a piece of pizza Yeah, right there, yeah Don't forget Go the fuck home and get butt naked, I'll be there Nasty Get butt naked, she gon' see what, just how big your dick is I ain't say that, hahaha I ain't say that, I'm on jail, I'ma, I'ma try that dick It look like a good dick, now get out
Writer(s): James Clay Jones, Jahlil Gunter Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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