of La Costra Nostra You can find me in the kitchen with my apron on Somethin' like a chef, yeah, I get my Raekwon on Joey, the mayor, I get ki's to the
my first ki from my baby momma brotha i bought my first ki bought my bought my first ki i bought my first ki from my baby momma brotha i bought my first
tick toe Yea, red scarf on my neck, red diamonds lookin like red barf on my neck EHH Tell my bass, nigga sue woo cause i be with more B's than ju ju Big
to me) (Girl-girls sure look like fuck food to me) Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh [Lil Wayne] Uh, now put that pussy on my lip and dip Yeah, let's
[Chorus - Usher] It was all a dream Yeah, homie I am on my job And you can't take that away from me Yeah I got my team And I got all of my niggas
(Get em on) I'm on one (Get em on) I'm on one (Get em on) I said I'm on one [Drake] I'm getting so throwed I aint work this hard since I was 18 Apologise
I'm on one I said fuck it I'm on one [Verse 2 - Rick Ross] I'm burning purple flowers It's burning my chest I bury the most cash and burning the rest Walking on
m insane, now it's time to let my Motherfuckin' nut's hang and spit on you nigga's I don't need star's on my chest to make my fuckin' name bigger I'm
pinky rin?s but that ain't about this, what you ?bout bitch? Excuse my French, emotion in my passion But I wear my heart on my sleeve like it's the new
few daisies 80's baby, soon to be rich nigga, king kong beatin on my chest on you bitch niggas Paper I'm after so I'm on your ass now Young money mothafucking
Yea, red scarf on my neck/ Red diamonds lookin' like red barf on my neck/ Ugh Tell my 'B's, nigga 'SU WOOP'/ Cause I be with more 'B'(eans)s than JuJu
they look at the rang I'm fly as a pelican, ice on my skeleton On a Sunday morning, I stay sharper than a reverend Candy on my doors, looking something like gelatin Syrup in my
but I die to keep my bread up And usually I'm fed up thinkin' everything's a set up But I get up this stick out my chest and clutch on my nuts And I
'm steppin out Take ten out, Brrraatt, chest is out. And I don't leave paraplegics I squeeze it, Until I see ya spirit rise with my own eyes nigga. I'm on
Imma pitbull I get my ass kissed, I get my d-ck pulled Imma beast Imma big wolf I got my money right, I got my clip full haha, it?s like 7 in the mornin
Money in my hand/ body on my heart/ good thang we got a forgiving god/ got a lot of bitch/ none got to my heart/ Neva fall in love/ that's a bad start
do our time Girl we must be flies cause im on your shit and your on mine But don?t even trip cause im on your hip and a gun on mine And the day I slip
on a Lincon on Robbers Lookin' for the finest dime, To wine and dine Later on I'm tryin' to climb behind ya spine Hold up lil mama, Slow ya ass down