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When my time start Oh it started Well let me start Ay I'm just here so I don't get fined So yal can sit here and ask me All the questions yal want to I'm gone answer with the same answer so Yal can shoot If yal please I'm here so I won't get fined Roll it up Smoke it pass it to yo bitch I'm on some other shit All plans of getting rich I'll buy the dip Just like I buy a bitch Just the rules of the game If you know them you legit But I'm riding smoking High as fuck But a nigga stay focused And if you smell it in my joint Bitch you know that it's potent If you smell it in my joint Then you know that its potent Run a play we on point And you know that I'm focused Niggas know I'm riding A to Z on a bitch Like that Jaheim In the muhfucking whip Nigga what's that song With AZ and Jaheim Well its fucked up I heard he snitching on his team Man yea that shit fucked up But bitch I'm a hundred And I don't condone no hoe shit Cause that fuck up yo money Fuck that bullshit you talking Man you softer than a bitch I'm on a money making mission Yea something like Mitch You wishing on a star You Rolls Royce ass nigga You talk that shit but you can't do it You a coach ass nigga I'm a big tipper I spread love round this bitch Cause I'm a real nigga You can't flow with us My nigga we Detroit River They want that flex flow That vette tho That Z06 That ZR1 hoe That Pac on Death Row That Snoop in 93 Cause we don't love them hoes Them hoes be loving me These hoes be loving me She cheap we Cabo Wabo Dip off to the Double Tree I show a rack I throw her back She think she stuck with me I'm petty I'm a up and leave She thirsty I feel like this woman really Should be TIPPING ME I'm silly I'm just smoking weed My pocket dough So I don't kneed Fuck these niggas tripping I'm a cross they ass I think I'm Sheed If they try to cross me I'm a lock they ass I'm Sed now If I say too much with Avi8 We gone be fed bound You see these RICO's came down Niggas getting caught up in some shit That they don't know bout That's cause niggas is stupid But some bitches love stupid But some bitches love pain That's why they fuck with bitches And if you understand that You gone really feel this next shit That bitch ain't really love you If she kicked you off her Netflix Kicked her ass out But she can still come over And any time I'm on the track Bitch you know I ain't sober I got my main bitch waiting on me to call back And I'm sleep next to my new thing And her ass so fat I roll them back to back to back Like I'm Kobe and Shaq Bitch like Pluto say Yea its racks on racks Yea bitch racks on racks I'm never wax on tracks I switch the flow then take yo hoe And yea I'm good on that It's bout some dough its on the floor And yea I'm hood on that It's bout some dough its on the floor And yea I'm hood on that
Writer(s): Thurston Simpson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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