Your Gonna Luv Me

Wussup sho nuff boy

I'm comin down with the key to Decator

east Atlanta slash writer

heavy grinda for paper

city slicker heavy weight in the game

froze wish they ear lobes

heavy weight in my chain

hittin the game

where you niggas be slackin

got the dro for the lo

that's what my niggas be sackin

my shell toes

peddle chevys and boles

white leathers on the cutlass

with mahogany flos

I'm riding through oakhurst

coated like starburst

candy paint glisten

lookin greasy like bratwurst

the dude on my jersey

is greatly deceased

you rested in peace

for snitchin to decator police

servin niggas with a ghetto subpoena

got that A town stomp

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I'm passin hoes like collection plates

and keep a broad on my squad

who on section 8

oh

yeah okay

they gon love me after this one

all my trap niggas

and dro smokers

keep the strippers

stay focus

pussy poppin and rollin

cuz all i wear is hats wit As

shoppin that ??

white tees, Cartiers

jeans creased up

straight out the cleaners

plus my George Jefferson strut

and my southern demeanor

when they see me when i speak my slang

everybody wanna know my name

sho nuff

I was born in Atlanta

raised in decator

where we pushin le sabres

and blow like inhalers

say he kinda skinny

wit a full size jimmy

ay man I got broads in different cities

like gimme gimme

they used to treat me like urkel the need

now they flock when the see my lebrons on the curb

see my upholstery

it got women approachin me

some look like they too old for me

t.vs hangin appropriately

when you see me in the 6 tre drop

and i tell you that the price of the worth just dropped

i let the thing go pop

i caught buddy round there snitchin off to the cops

and the game don't stop

you tried to see my dough

you better see this 4

get it

I'm 31 and my rappin is done

I gotta million dollar company to run

cuz i smoke like you

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I buy em like em split em

rolla em just like you

in XXL murda the source

the vibes ?? I'm rollin stones

and let model rides

I'm grand hustlin

disturbin the peace

I'm so def

puttin organized noise in the street

I'm smokin earth tones

chong and cheech

you beat you meat at home

while i bone your freak

i told ya you gone love me

its the back woods

slabbin through your back hood

we got them thangs that'll make Shaq back good

known to put the shiny things on the lac hoods

known to do a little dance if the yak good