![]() ![]() Ha, laughin' all the way 2 the top 200 milli n' cash 35 mili n stock You ain't ma nigga so I'm dreamin' of ways 2 help you niggas die quicka I don't gota problem in the world nigga thorough nigga reprs, the borough niggaīk all day man up girl nigga I don't give a fuck buck buck die nigga You ain't heard it from me I'm a motherfuckin' verbĪnybody gota problem wit me y'all cum get me I ain't hidin' y'all ain't ridin' How eva where ever when ever why ever I back down never I diddy bop like diddy back when biggie cock eyes hypnotizedĬoogi swaterd pelle leather I been doin' dis 4 eva so what ever ![]() Ha ha laughin' all the way to the top 200 mili n' cash 35 milli n' stock So I'm dreamin' of ways niggas to die quicker Man up girl nigga I don't give a fuck buck buck die nigga you ain't ma nigga Thorough nigga represent the borough nigga B-K all day Y'all ain't ridin' I ain't gotta problem in the world nigga ![]() Let's go Hov! Uh huh, Hov' You, are, not, ready Hov', unstoppable, Dynasty, young Hova I'm a hustler baby I just want you to know It aint where I been But where I'm bout to go Now I just wanna love you But be who I am And with all this cash You'll forget your man Now give it to me Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff But don't bullshit me C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff *When the Remi's in the system Aint no tellin will I fuck 'em will I diss 'em That's what they be yellin I'm a pimp by blood, not relation Y'all be chasin, I replace them* Huh, drunk of Crist', mommy on E Can't keep her little model hands off me Both in the club, high, singing off key *And I wish I never met her at all.* It gets better, ordered another round It's, about, to go, down Got six model chicks, six bottles of Crist' Four Belvederes, got weed everywhere What do you say, me, you and your Clovey glasses Go somewhere private where we can discuss fashion Like, Prada blouse, Gucci bra Filth marked jeans, take that off Give it to me Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff But don't bullshit me C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff I said give it to me Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff But don't bullshit me Motha, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff Yeah, save the narrative you savin it for marriage Let's keep it real ma you savin it for cabbage You wanna see how far I'ma go How, much I'ma spend but you already know Zip, zero, stingy with dinero Might buy you Crist', but that about it Might light your wrist, but that about it Fuck it, I might wife you and buy you nice whips Ma, but you really gotta ride nice dick Know how to work your hips and your head's priceless Profess you love the Hov', and I'll never let you down Get you bling like the Neptune sound Okay, hot Hov', too hot to hold Ladies love me long time like 2Pac sold Only way to roll, Jigga and two ladies I'm too cold, Motorola, two way page me, c'mon Give it to me Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff But don't bullshit me C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff I said give it to me Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff But don't bullshit me Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff I'm a hustler baby I just want you to know It aint where I been But where I'm bout to go Now I just wanna love you But be who I am And with all this cash You'll forget your man Yeah, yeah, yeah Same song, I'm back, been around the world Ro-mancing girls that dance with girls From, Club Cheetah, to Club Amnesia The Peanuts in L.A., bubblin and dubblins Can't deny me, why would you want to You need me, why don't you try me Baby you want to, believe me, Hov'! Give it to me Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff But don't bullshit me C'mon, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff I said give it to me Gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff But don't bullshit me Mama, gimme that funk, that sweet, that nasty, that gushi stuff You gotta.Now any body gotta problem wit me y'all could get me I ain't hidin' ![]()
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