Lil looney bonified hustler

Ya wanna battle, huh? I made my housing tenement a strip, movin medicine and nicks When I seen 'em comin I jetted from them pricks ohh! Pushin packs to make a profit Diggy dope stuck on the topic so stop and gimme my pops, kid I'm livin large like a fat bitch So get back, bitch, I'm hard to broke art so the faggots This young black kid, I'm mercenary, merciless Murderin mega some niggas so who's first to diss They say I'm bad so you'll find none worst than this Chewin motherfuckers up like a Hershey Kiss Put to sleep, rippin the lyrics I'm leavin??? Listado marzo enero diciembre Wit My Eyes Closed Featuring — Double O Beez , I-Rocc. My Shine Featuring — I-Rocc , Jaws 14 , Smigg Dirtee.

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Welcome to the South. Juelz Santana] First Class LV's on the luggage V-8's in the car this the life how you want it I do it big easy does it hows I does it when I does it pretty chicks every night and we fuckin I get paper get cash get ass later, it's money first ass later skip past haters The brown paper bag taker, straight to the dealer, just give me paper tags I'll take her Then, I leave out with the sun roof cracked blowin weed out, two fingers up, yup peace out I sense money like bees sense honey like k-9 dogs sense drugs I sense it all I got alot but I'm sensing more, and if you fuckin with my money then I'm sensing war I smell a war send it on I'm a G too, bonafide known to ride see you when I see you AYE! Lil Wayne] I'm on my grind, fuck bitches money on my mind Ho get in line, respect me like a stop sign I'm in my prime, the brights you see it's my time But fuck my wrists I need that money in my palm Sellin palm trees, in beaches in shorts sleeves Fly your beach down here bet ya she won't leave Exspensive car keys and glasses, t-shirts, pants's I keep money on me like dancers, Si Everybody got problems, and money is the answer The teacher ain't pickin everybody with they hands up What are we to do but get paid, get ya grass up Number one fan of the money, join the fan club These boys don't know paper like I know paper Nigga I'm still on paper, I'm tryin to get some more paper I ain't tryin to die with no paper, that's why a nigga stay By placing your order, you agree to our Terms of Use. From Straight Outta Cashville.