Teksty:
5 Bucks This Is My Girlfriend

dickhead at the ATM ATM [Verse Two] All my ex girlfriends hate my guts But I don't give a shit because they're all sluts! My last one wanted to be a surgeon But get this

wig split And it's a shame Killin' has became a fame I cannot see my brains layin On the ground I keep my 9 on my waistline Chop 'em down Picks up the

overdosed Verse 10 Yo, buck a pencil I scribble stupid rhymes With my brain I'm mental This songs a little toast For my pain I'm roastin' my

on one of my rants But my lips are sealed. I just want to enjoy my meal And although Storm is starting to get my goat I have no intention of rocking

front is not the best view, and if u uh hate sing shitty bands any of this is not a good view, this whole everything, everything here? Mark?s middle name is

town to take some cizash, an if you shizort bitch you in the bizag I got fifteen in the tank, on my way to Burbank Fist stealin 5, ready till 5, blowin

this Money tall like skyscrapers and i really mean this Lobster tail and cheese grits, you aint' never seen this Money tall like skyscrapers and i really mean this

know what time it is Meet me at the James I'ma throw her off the bridge [Mike Street] Aiyyo Danja, I see you're not at home This is Mike Street tryin

Verse 4 - Crunchy Black] What's up Mary! How you doing? Mary jane stanky nigga Since I have met you girl you ruined my brain (ruined my brain) You stole my heart (You stole my