my folk you say it, aight then my folk [x4] aight then my folk [x6] [Baby D] If you riding caddies and you bouncing on deem spoilers, aight then my folk Yo baby
see That familiar sunrise through sleepy eyes How happy I'd be Oh, to see my baby again (Baby) And to be with some of my friends Maybe I'd be happy
I. and Shady, baby, we 'bout to move inside a ride When we touchdown From my arrival until my departure Guarantee I put this D I C K in somebody daughter
Snoopy, it's what they say as if they knew me Groupie on my head like a koofie My nigga kid Cudi, that's my little buddy Calls some hoes up and get some
I get a witness? Betta fitness Baby, we can do it, take your time, do it right Lick my belly button, whisper sweet nothings In my ear to get my hormones
a witness Betta fitness. Baby, we can do it Take your time, do it right Mmm, lick my belly button Whisper sweet nothings in my ear To get my hormones
, money, honey I'd rob a bank I just load my gun And mosey down to the bank Knockin' off my neighborhood Savings and load To keep my sweet Chiquita In
(She can't help it, the girl can't help it) If I give her good loving, she says, "Baby, well done" (She can't help it, the girl can't help it) She'd make my
roof until my shit is goin' down And now you hear my songs the radio is playin' Oh, I can't believe my ears And what everybody is sayin' Boy, I tell you folks
of Ms. Vercey Big Percy, Crazy Paul, the Sledge Sisters My building was 40-16, once in the blue, hallways was clean I knew, all that I'd seen had meant
candy, drinkin' that brandy Livin' that turf, like me and my family Pimp tryna make a dollar outta fifteen cent Bustas on the corner of the block gettin' bent Me and my folks
I don't care if you wreck my car or shave off all my hair You can go and run your vacuum during my favorite show And I'll let you call up folks in Europe
Id keep my candleslit up, get em', hit em', get em', (?) Bizzy! Nobody know my struggle nor my hustle. I'ma certified rider! Gave up all my children. Women in my
my kin folk In the lock down love I don't even budge Cause I don't know you And I'm sure to get my thug on, ho Who that baby's daddy, daddy is beatin
my street sense from these muthafuckin streets, bitch And I'm comin real, cause I ain't fuckin with that weak shit Pass me the joint and let me kick it for the old folks
my choice, we'd be gettin' fucked and then neck And now she listen and observe so she talk less The next bitch to be my lady is a goonette She's my baby
, baby What the hell is going wrong, baby Used to take me to dinner, used to take me shopping Now you're asking me for my paper It's my money, Boy my
da struggle Everybody got either a job or a hustle Bush got everybody goin' to war I'm tryin' to put some 15s up in my car This is for my baby, momma
