Weight
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Weight
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Say old bitch ass nigga I fuck wit you ya herd me
He had tried to play me pussy speak on it
You know you my nigga ya herd me
But this how I go sometimes in the game that we play ya herd me
When you a boss you gotta do somethin you don't wanna do
Everybody hollin gates you need to watch your weight
I been standing in the kitchen guess I'm watchin weight
People hollin gates you needa start workin out
Sellin work I'm on my grind guess I'm workin out
Everybody hollin gates you ben gainin weight
I just flipped from two to five guess I'm gainin weight
Girlfriends yellin I needa be liftin iron
Both my convictions was for pistols stay be liftin iron
Black reuger white panamera
Won't fuck your wife in the right manner I could lock the work wit the arm an hammer trap girl she armed wit hammers won't walk the ave unless on canal
Hit de iberville wit like 20 bells I'm a live nigga like lin-e bee free killer stones an line e bee
Got boobie black an he ride wit me le de arci my bg.
Baby gangsta won't pay to spank ya ice pick ya knees might break ya finger dis whips amazin meant to say
Caucasian with a black abrasion like carson daily car been waitin I was just complaining bout luca brasi is fried out his mind!
Everybody hollin gates you need to watch your weight
I been standing in the kitchen guess I'm watchin weight
People hollin gates you needa start workin out
Sellin work I'm on my grind guess I'm workin out
Everybody hollin gates you ben gainin weight
I just flipped from two to five guess I'm gainin weight
Girlfriends yellin I needa be liftin iron
Both my convictions was for pistols stay be liftin iron
Bread winners association
My jaws locked no combination
Gotta hard on in the hard top
Yo bitch whipping no conversation 3 baby mommas an a hood wife I'm killing brought the whole clique this year
Tear drops in my shit this year ain't no pretending your hoe pretentious I give the go she a floating rivers get coke delivered don't boast my nigga my grandmother sell dope remember lil niggas in charge my dick won't even get hard less I snort a line of that bar bitch I'm south side that bottom bitch I'm carolina that boy I go hard
Everybody hollin gates you need to watch your weight
I been standing in the kitchen guess I'm watchin weight
People hollin gates you needa start workin out
Sellin work I'm on my grind guess I'm workin out
Everybody hollin gates you ben gainin weight
I just flipped from two to five guess I'm gainin weight
Girlfriends yellin I needa be liftin iron
Both my convictions was for pistols stay be liftin iron
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