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feat. Freddie Gibbs
(Intro) Um Tony Gardner Oh yea Know what I'm sayin? Gotta turn the chandelier now just a little bit You know what I mean? On this type of shit Roll up with Cool J, Numb Ills You know what I'm sayin dawg? We made it Fuck with me though Fore we see it Fore we see what? You take it Deuce!
(Verse) Don't let it make me, I'm just makin dollars The way she lookin in them jeans – it make me wanna holler Man that cabana then again up in my studio Lose all them bottles, the ace of spade and Don Julio Just poppin round my scene, Christian and Loubuittonin Yea, I'm just bein honest Well she just bein modest Told er drink on us, me and my niggas up Don't worry bout nothing, just put my number up in yo phone She hit me later, I told er come to the W 4 in the morning, she already know what I wanna do Baby I hate to break it to you but I'm really sorry Can't meet you in the lobby Cuz I'm not just anybody
Feel me though? As that set, nigga Spend it all I have nothing Deuce! Money… We make it Fore we see it You take it Oooh, make me wanna holler 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 The way they do… don't mind…yea Make me wanna holler The way they do… don't mind… Listen, baby Listen, baby You don't know, baby Yea Straight livin No, no, no, no
(Verse) Yeah, huh Black and red, started jackin black and red Jordans We call em stick up kids but the niggas in my neighborhood took before them Baby-face gangsta Gibbs but I got that name out on the corner Back up on my 80 crib when I first learned how to chef yo order Whippin right up on school night, did my home right Cookin hard, a feelin like it right, that's the wrong work In the riddle get my dish up with that weight, flippin zone first I'm a 90's baby, had that beeper bangin, now my phone twerk Woke up like nigga fuck the world and poke up, put it on my tailor Bet you ain't hit this, that pine and purple shit in my Fanta Foes lips a Activist, in this chick file livin me Yea I got my hand just against the hand the hand that stay getting paid
Bitch, uh Fuck the world, nigga
I have nothing Money… We make it Fore we see it You take it Oooh, make me wanna holler The way they do… don't mind…yea Make me wanna holler The way they do… don't mind… Listen, baby Listen, baby No no, baby Straight livin No, no, no, no
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