ya ass in a buck? Screamin Shawty what's up, are we fuckin' or what, We aint got nothin to discuss im simply tryin to bust nuts. The temperatures risin', We
I'm witcha homies Okaylet's handle the small shit I was born to brew up storms and stir up shit Kick up dust, CUSS 'til I slur up spit Grew up - too
I speak to Maxine? Maxine: Yeah this is me what's up? Denaun: What up? Maxine: Who dis? Denaun: Denaun Maxine: Yeah what's up? Denaun: What are
If I didn't, I seen it first-hand like a car dealer Give up the throne, your lease up, I am the Mona Lisa That decoded Da Vinci Code, you throwin' your piece up
reunions Move units, then talk shit and we can do this Until then I ain't even speakin' your name Just keep my name outta yo' mouth and we can keep it
else to say I can't, I can't think of nothin' I'm stumped Here we go (Here we go) On your feet (On your feet) Stand up (Stand up) Everybody hands up (Hands up
half empty" I'm saying sometimes life can't be rough But never to the point of me saying I've had enough Long as my heart beats I ain't giving up That
alright Come Diamond D, come correct Yo check it, see I'm back on the block but my name ain't Quincy Yeah, I'm chopping rappers up into mincemeat Step up
tip, check it out Tonight we're gonna flip and trip and let it all hang out tonight We're gonna say what we like 'Cause, yo, yo, we wanna know how many
side Im seeing clear skies in my forcast I remember when we first crossed paths I did a double take looking at you like Ahh You keep it moving cuz you didnt give
me When are we gonna grow up? Why do I love you so much, we so touched? Excited by the drama we like when it show up The fighting don't slow up, I light
got somethin to say 'bout me back in the hood Can't be Mo City, cause everyday I'll be back in the hood And we can scrap or we can take it to the straps
and drinking too hard I decided to give it up and give it to God Instead of living in the world, I'ma live in the Lord Gave up cussing this time while
pull ther're money out, Take it out they pockets and they put it in my box, Ahh! gotta hurt ya with that girl do ya, Shes always one on one, take take take
night two wrongs dont make a right, all we do is fucking fight kiss and make up lay up all night, now bend over why i lay this pipe, while i beat the coochie up
Bartender Chevalier Chateaux at table three Luxurious ring's, eyes sparkling What's your name sugar? Juanita Cash Hawkins Your complexion gives a reflection of Sometime
to die We multiply, by the hundred fuckin' by the thousand Leave me out [unverified] so grounded Beatin' up your soundman playa haters and players We give
grits that I gets like a quaker But take the raincoats, for the oats When you crush trail mix yo, I dig my grits fixed slow With butter, you slip up