I Do...

Married to the streets

Yeah, yeah

Ooh

They say you think you got somethin' special, I do

You lookin' like you on some 'nother level, I do

That shit you be on got them jealous, ooh

I got married to these streets, you want the wedding

I do

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I, I, I do, I do not

Do what you do if you have what I got

I knocked the juiciest fruit of the flock now

I come from noodles and juice out the box, ah

Married to these streets at a young age

I ain't finna beef with a no name

Base triple beams under cocaine

Who came with the feet, called it four-play

Let a hunnid blend on a one-ten

Gang of blue men like I'm jumped in

Off guard, shootin' with my left hand

I'm from where nobody knows but the yes man

Ooh

They say you think you got somethin' special, I do

You lookin' like you on some 'nother level, I do

That shit you be on got them jealous, ooh

I got married to these streets, you want the wedding

I do

****, I do, ****, I do

****, I do, ****, I do

Ah, ah, ah, so we can drive through the city

Mix the Henny when I slide through

Ah, ah, with a pocketful of fifties gots me thinkin' like I'm Big Sue

Ah, ah, ah, these damn presents just

Receive full of shit that I've been through

Ah, ah, ah, and four times out of five this .45 got a issue

Married to the pistol

Cheating' with the chop, every shot held against you

I think my neighbor talkin' to the federal officials

I'm paranoid, keep a loaded TEC between my pillows

You ain't seen nothing till you see your money triple

Then turn around and see that same change gone

And you ain't gettin' nothin' till you fuck some twin models

In a two-seater with the roof back, brains blow, yeah, ****

Ooh

They say you think you got somethin' special, I do

You lookin' like you on some 'nother level, I do

That shit you be on got them jealous, ooh

I got married to these streets, you want the wedding

I do

****, I do, ****, I do