C.Grand - It's Me Again (Remix) lyrics
rate meI'm right back in a new LLac
triple black flac, I'm in the jews back
I'm in my to black and our numbers match
school time nerds, we should go with 10 that
AK 47, apprehend that
say you wanna and get em sent back
you tell the center it's fresh for Artie
now who wanna join? meet the sorority
grand 5 nigga, get in line niggas
it's a school day, bitches
spike lee at the floor seats
hoppin on niggas gang
it's just my done speed
wuddup? that word blank, shittin on the termites
I'm the best thing smokin up the turn pipe
I hear him caughin up a lung now
my man you ring bells, you hear that bong sound?
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Pocket full of money, that be millions
bottles have me ringin and they really good
niggas that hatin really starin and they get it good
don't worry bout it homie 'cuz I'm a million
They got me C. Grand, it's on the side
And I could even throw satcks, I bust that thang
They call me Mr' Goddamn, that's my bitch
they call me MR. Guess What, that's my bitch too (Hello!)
I said killin all South Beach, 20 grand on me
jury so loud like a marching band homie
hide it in the stove, that should put pan on me
I don't really do the problem pussy, I go ahnd money
to the lamest Lamborghini, count them fetucini
swimmin in your bitch, no water her bikini
your money so teenie just like mighty mo mini
boy I'm pickin out these bitches just to tack em like a fetish
And my wrist be on that hard clique
aside through the subs like the cuket's so nautical
she callin you daddy?
well I'ma pick her daughter up
treat'er like weekend and party her, marry her
is that you bitch? that your chick?
no it ain't now you lie
every week she fuckin me
I beat it like some vital sound
I'm so high, why am I on this heaard
I coule be somewhere in the solar systen
but your bitch is rollin with him
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It's me again, me me again
they watchin me like CNS
I'm very cute, drop a roof
4-8 coup they see me in
I know you wih you could wear that exclusive gear thart he be in
your money funny, comedia
that's shit's why you don't wanna see me win
if you wanna see me lose, I swear when I see you do
I'ma squeeze the tools, see I'm fly man fo
but I'm a G so don't get SH it incolo
y'all mean homie home, I'm spittin cooked crack
you bet put my rack on the
got that nigga teen on, got a green on me
got that codeine on me
metamphetamines on me
niggas scheme on me so I keep Lebron team only
And they got the same names as Achim homie
sent me far as bars, I come with plenty
'cause my life like a reality show that wanna end
get me
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