Love This Fuckin Guy
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I'm in the building Ya, I'm a take'em I'm a take'em, yes I will take'em Yessir Yes I will take'em all the way there Boo I will take'em all the way there Trill (Do yo thing dog) I'm a tak'em all the way there Boo I'm a take'em all the way there Trill (Spitter ya hand Up) Ay I'm chillin like a villian off of killin Lookin at the ceilings like I'm a get it for realer I'm a get it regardless, hard as it is Who wants to be a millionaire, know how I'm a get a million (A million?) & I'm in a pavilion Chillin with my woman but I don't speak Sicilian (Sicilian?) But we both count the same As long as when I send'em with it they come out the same As if I went up in with it then I'm out the game Them niggas tryna get me canned, daaaamn You know the feds are my biggest fans Gotta watch what a nigga sayin daaamn They see my mommy & they wanna pull over Cause she ain't got no number on the back of the Rover Like she ain't got no business in Colorado Just enjoying the snow, she was hittin the slopes She from the South, she ain't never skied befo And I heard she didn't fall go Cita go And I'm just like her, I'm an easy pro I am a gladiator call me Hustle Crow Touch'em no, I'm just bustin, bust some mo What's the 411 1 ya done Once the pro rush come run ya gone Youngsta know how to punch the gas In an 84' with the cut-back ass On 84's with the custom rag Top drop at the second line & bust they ass Got me lookin' like Hot Spitta (Yeaaa) I'm a big spender, therefore I stunt You niggas city slickers, we call it country dumb A Southern boy, all I do is bake cake And guess where ya bitch comin' after spring break Blessed with the gift so I gotta bring faith A less nigga tell more love than hate One of the best to do it Yes kid you are young MJ I'm checkin Du mar I give it to y'all the only way I know And that is too raw, like no cut on coke Ay, baby girl sit on this butter soft & take a tote Don't choke, it ain't attractive, just smoke And when I'm done you ain't a factor just go And here I come so get it faster, land hoe! Man nobody's gonna help you out So you gotta help ya self, if you can't, kill ya self Yup, that's how I feel & how I felt That's how the hand was delt no handing help No handing outs just me & that abondoned house With the hammers out, I remember I had lil Tootie watchin out No lie we was high off our own supply Teenagers with that cocaine eye But we quit cause we learned that's how Tony died It is only I, the son of a God The Birdman baby that fuckin guy I love that fuckin guy Now I'm the Birdman Jr so fuckin fly Hold up, I'm just tryin' to kick it with my nigga Boo (I'm ridin with you) yeeeaa So we ridin through With the exotic Coupe with the divided roof We on Mel Rose we like models too Like how ya do? You eat fruit? Me too! Isn't that a shocker I live in the skyscrapers hi helicopter! And that chain is very aqua And sir that watch is very vodka I'm lookin' like a watermelon mamba Like Canneries fly down by them So I got it, wrapped like a condom Protecting my self from the drama No more baby mamas, shout out to my only baby mama Our daughters growin up real fast we gotta watch her Daddy now is gettin real cash The deal was proper, the saga continues Check the venues I've been through Why? I wreck the venues I've been through Yea yea I give you The Carter, & then two And then...
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