Boldy James - Teterboro lyrics

rate me

Feat A.Z & Raheem

Well we are with, drugs on seven sense

2007, here on block, hunnit gun

Bullet boy, black words

Guarantee that I am concrete

Let’s get

(Hook)

Rolling down the block, smoking,

Thinking, that I’m on top of the world

I’m so successful babe, I put always supreme

Cuz I give it all I got

(Verse)

Max like that, I was way drop and get low

Lord this ice on my rip, can’t just came on that door

Slice and bricks full of chains and the cuns

Leave my life behind tend on the train with them bucks

Might stone up and might do and make ‘em conceive it all

Destination is tended burn

New York from the metro it’s just another nigga get pun the Detry

Givin’ an opportunity to see the world

Bitch give me roll with my five hundred

I blunt it, cover this up nigga for real like I’m dive in

Concrete with the jaize on the nine tell

I got rich with cocaine but still with ride some

Got stun with the dope game

And I still get the whole things but now I love ‘em

Now they under and I lied to

Road the time broking to my system and all I need is behind all

(Hook)

(Verse)

I speak that pick lad

I make the man zapping

Me and my mans maging

In that banz waging, got the blows flagging, at the mall baggin’

Night club, I’m the thug on the floor dancing

I see it all classy, at this towel handsome

Put niggas with figure with that all fashion

Ball with passion, look on accent

Quick draw it all, the girls maching

See over laxing, see more attractions

When will get approaching, get more redemption

Love laughing, love, sex and blessin’

No PO just low it after at your dexens

He’s so blasting, she’s collapsing

All D and I beat like eating no destructions

Close capture up, up close and popping

Pop and smoking passive so I chose this happening

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(Verse)

This ball Jack, every time we make K’s

They got my phone tag, shout out to my nigga AZ

On top of the world, they balling and they G’s

Space ain’t trapping or I’ll be with my nigga KT

The day it happened I was on my way to catch

See with ATF, run out to my bless all in AT

Lie from kill, get drugs and set it free

It’s predicament, dealing with the position and passerby

But after that press to that one, arrest him, irrelevant

Same niggas took it by the relevant

In the kitchen swear there candy K and some paper for me

Nigga snitching this dirty game so we let the shit

Heavy hand money in my pocket and its steady rich

Drop the lean and make soar, gotta extra all with this

Stay on it put my stamp on it, that it’s saint

The extra grams on the hands and will get the hit

(Hook)