Lyrics

Yeah Y'all gon' understand this shit one way or another I ain't gon' say too much Let's go They used to say that I won't make it Had to stay focused and stay patient Fuckin' on bitches She suckin' my dick like a sucker, she just wanna taste it She say I'm amazing Got all these bitches, they chasin' Bought me a land with some acres Mixin' the purple and yellow, I'm a Laker I know how to go get that money like every day Flip a pack and we gon' stack it up for better days She know I'm stuck in my ways Still out here making these plays Make all my bitches behave Feeling like Gunna, I'm going through a phase Born with that Grady memorial That is the home of the brave All of my niggas, they straight Open the door and I paved the way And I can't turn my back on none of my brothers Love them niggas to death just like they came out my mother My niggas'll eat you for supper Hundred percent of my publishing Bitch, I don't run, I don't duck it I just wish my nigga wasn't in a grave Way before the rap, I was getting paid Room full of bitches that ain't gettin' saved Came from the kitchen servin' all the J's They used to say that I won't make it Had to stay focused and stay patient Fuckin' on bitches [?] She suckin' my dick like a sucker, she just wanna taste it She say I'm amazing Got all these bitches, they chasin' Bought me a land with some acres Mixin' the purple and yellow, I'm a Laker I know how to go get that money like every day Flip a pack and we gon' stack it up for better days Take a look back at my life I was so down bad and broke I had to earn all my stripes I had to get up and go I went and found the plug He started showing me love I used to ride on the bus Now we on tour on the bus When we hop out, it's lights, camera, action He want a verse, you know I gotta tax him I do not stop at the red lights Do not come unless your bread right I only can fuck if the head right You know we gon' shine like a headlight I cannot think 'less I got purp Naggin' ass bitches, man, that be the worst I keep on buying my bitches these purses Buy my mama a Birkin Back of the Maybach, I'm closin' the curtains Ain't no more workin' And that's for certain I'm high as a building and I'm just chillin' They used to say that I won't make it Had to stay focused and stay patient Fuckin' on bitches She suckin' my dick like a sucker, she just wanna taste it She say I'm amazing Got all these bitches, they chasin' Bought me a land with some acres Mixin' the purple and yellow, I'm a Laker I know how to go get that money like every day Flip a pack and we gon' stack it up for better days
Writer(s): Erwin Dana Hugh Daley, Richard Dyer, Alain Benabdallah, Charles Richard Husbands Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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