40 dollar jeans, thousand dollar shades Walk up in the club like a KKK parade. DJ scream my name, bitches turn they head. light sign on my section, i holla can i get some head. I dont need no jewelry, and i dont need no goons Wherever i might stand, im the realist nigga in the room Never cop a plea , and dont throw in the towel Gangsta, and you know it, fuck it take them hoes to trial
(Nigga we dont cop no pleas pussy, nigga our money right, lawyers paid. p12 nigga, CM5 bitch)
I got money on my mind, bitches in my bed problems in my household, niggas in the feds Yeah them my dogs, so i collect they calls Record label bullshittin, put my shit on pause Cause i wont make no single commercial shit i rap for yall So fuck the industry, and my enemies kill them all Bullet in the chamber, bitch yo life in danger Mama never told you dont be conversating with strangers I owe God a favor, He send me a angel Niggas tried to kill me, He made sure i had a banger Now i got to thank ya, proud to be a gangsta Past the Beale Street, nigga fuck being famous
*Laugh* Nigga i want the muthafucking money nigga No attention pussy, gangsta shit nigga, CM5
It goes light, camera, action, Franklins, Grants, Jacksons money in my mattress, im tryna fuck a actress My life like a movie, but i dont do no acting I just keep it gangsta with my North Memphis accent what it do pimp, whats up man, whats happenin bruh, nothin mane how ya people be, gud mane, you knw errthng errthng i just bought a white meat, it look like a polar bear baby mama touch ha toes, smack ha a$$, pull ha hair 4g out on wheels, i just call ha stop and stare daddies on da benz, and it remind me of a rocking chair i got bitches errwhere, california, delaware haters in my peripheral and i can smell it in da air cool but aint no cylinder, truth but yea im feelin her 99 point 9 percent, she fuckin dem, she get in derTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
