Where do we go when sidewalks end and plummeting to certain death seems like the only solution to an already desperate calling. too many times we'
Where do we go when sidewalks end and plummeting to certain death seems like the only solution to an already desperate calling. too many times we
the hotties I got it, shorty, it's never too much, can't be doing too much Ten to one of me, I can handle that love Outta of my reach, we can all get
but sayin' theirs That's 'cause my dawgs ain't there The more hits we make, more money to burn The more fame we get, niggas get concerned It don't matter
rock my clothes Rock my ice, pull out Glocks, stop my life (Uhh) I'm like, "Damn, how these niggaz got they trust? Used to be my man, how you gonna plot on my
both ways Cop says, 'OK, my tint smoke gray' No way, nigga leave without handin me my shit Got plans to get my Land and my 6 Niggaz outta pen'll understand
go but I can't overcome this chemistry He pulls me close before he whispers something in my ear He says he wants to take me home and get me outta here
bout my all-night death bout Then somethin' woke me up from my dark sleep The sound of fuckin' police when they're tryin' to creep Broke through my door
get them, we can all be friends [Nicki Minaj] Where my girls at uhh, hmm, uhh Where my girls at uhh, hmm, uhh Yo, where my girls at uhh, hmm, uhh Yo, where my
Get outta your mind, get outta your mind (what), get outta your mind (what) Bump that shit, get outta your mind (what) Get outta your mind (what), get
, lemme take that back Get outta line, and I'm takin' it back I just copped a six, you don't gotta car hop I got a cellar full of Cris', you don't gotta bar
little niggas up on the motherfucking block Y'all got ta clear this motherfucka off Curfew nigga, get ta fuck up outta here off my block Who servin'
Get up and see us Fuck with the words to the song all night long Baby, believe us damn my man keep bumpin' my back Get you some rhythm, musta just
'all little niggas up on the motherfucking block Y'all got ta clear this motherfucka off Curfew nigga, get ta fuck up outta here off my block Verse 1
even ya Earth can go I'll make it where they can never find the bitch Right outta the bar, with all kind of shit Dog nigga, Ghost nigga, hop the bar
bar yeah swizzy we gone get it poppin about everything at the bar come on the party starts now showtime we not playin This gone make you get up off
Hocker me Ratchet like where you stay Im pullin on my chain yankin on my collar Just like the Lava House click "Pass Me Sum Wata" Outta my mind outta my