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06/30/2009 |
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5. | Champion (feat. Jazmine Sullivan & Rick Ross) |
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7. | Don't Get Caught Slippin' |
8. | This Nigga Here (feat. Birdman & Schife) |
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12. | Zone |
13. | Make A Toast |
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ace hood, rosay
we the fucking best, maybach
it's so incredible
i do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
i do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up
i do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
i do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwin their grass up
nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
i'm like fresh outfit, blunts they lit
and a nigga out in bout who don't buck a shit
yeah i gave you a classic in my day view
cashflow for the hoes i bought (straight to)
you wanna ride you can't be actin like dre foo'
N.W.A. i bet you ace played you
hollywood hollywood i see the big lights
And i'm with my big homie ricky nigga yeah right
every minute that my heart pump blood
fuck what you heard momma raised a fuckin thug
money on my mind imagine what's up in the trunk
and it get me to the life of funk driver store's thug
on the other ridges feelin like a billionaire
a got a couple mill a couple more an i'm really there
haters talk around me fuck em like i really care
when we handle our business sorry they were never there
i do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
i do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up
i do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
i do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwin their grass up
nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
money ain't a thing i remain blinged up
hundred on the chain bitch i think i'm king tuck
a nigga young and rich who feel like can't be touched
fourty stacks for the chase no i can't see much
unless you get the dollars still talkin cashflow
thousand dollar bill president fidel castro
nigga with a attitude .50 and a mac-10
ross cool as ice cube dicky and the black chef
i'm in a heli-chopper starin at the boat docks
good weather good weather means more flux
look in my eyes you can tell i'm seeing so clear
i get them bitches a prison an feeling no fear
more money means more louis carry-on
when i touch your city you should see how hoes carrillo
bitch what's my name ace fuckin hood ain't a damn thang change us
i do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
i do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up
i do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
i do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwin their grass up
nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
shit shit, and ima gettin money ass nigga
fast with the duffle bags with the cash in it
white squares that's equivalence of mo dough
i hear my nigga ricky selling on my promo
i make it rain hoe better wear your poncho
to seek me on my TMO i get you mo slow
the good life beats side of my condo
you know the name ask jermaine on cut thoug
wooh, you talkin funny would you fucking with the franchise
i decide how much you form the shit we let ride
i gave niggas your first startup
showed you how to dress made the hood be a part of
maybe i should have kept my thought off
it's all good neather he'd hit the guard off
now you shit nigga garbage you's a rat never build for this mob shit
i do it for the thugs and the motherfucking gangstas
i do it for the strippers and the bitches put their ass up
i do it for the haters that them never put their hands up
i do it for the hustlers and this bitch throwin their grass up
nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga, get money nigga
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(feat. Schife)
Spent thirty in tha mall
Goin loco with the cake
Five cars sittin tall
Goin loco with the cake
Ten on some Cali Bud
Goin loco with the cake
Den I hit the strip club
Goin loco with the cake
Glittered up my wrist
Goin loco with the cake
Went and Guccied up my bitch
Goin loco with the cake
Reppin five with the beams
Goin loco with the cake
I put on my whole team
Goin loco with the cake
Ay you wanna start a food fight get your attitude right
For I put this cake all in your face and have your crew like who dat is Ace Hood
You didn't know that's Ace Hood ask around in every project they say his face good
Put the range rover on them 24s I skate good specially with the paper ace all over my
Ace hood
Chain fuck a dummy I need hoes to educate me good BRAIN
Take the package up the temple come back home and get PAID
Seven Days about a week a nigga gotta get PAID
Quit yo hatin get on yo job and hoe you can get PAID
Like ace like who like me nigga that's why every bitch you tryin to fuck like me nigga
Spent thirty in tha mall
Goin loco with the cake
Five cars sittin tall
Goin loco with the cake
Ten on some Cali Bud
Goin loco with the cake
Den I hit the strip club
Goin loco with the cake
Glittered up my wrist
Goin loco with the cake
Went and Guccied up my bitch
Goin loco with the cake
Reppin five with the beams
Goin loco with the cake
I put on my whole team
Goin loco with the cake
I rep this crack like it's chemistry got an F in chemistry
Took the white and turned it green now that's what I call chemistry
That's what I call enterprise call my work the enterprise
20 junkies beamin up tuscotti in my enterprise
Smokin in my space ship floatin through the galaxy
They callin my a shootin star leave hoes off through yo calvery
Ganstas goons and killers only niggas on my salary they all got charges pending
Murder burglaries and batteries
Niggas tryin to battle me end up finding they tragedy laided out on the floor and breathin fast and lookin up at me UP AT ME
Pantin? on your chevy when you scramblin ruthless than a muthafucka with hundred grand on me
Spent thirty in tha mall
Goin loco with the cake
Five cars sittin tall
Goin loco with the cake
Ten on some Cali Bud
Goin loco with the cake
Den I hit the strip club
Goin loco with the cake
Glittered up my wrist
Goin loco with the cake
Went and Guccied up my bitch
Goin loco with the cake
Reppin five with the beams
Goin loco with the cake
I put on my whole team
Goin loco with the cake
Ay you can call me mister cash flow money out tha asshole
Thugin gettin paper what you think now Louis bag hoe pull up in that stupid whip
Hundred for this stupid wrist stupid this stupid that loco with the money bag
Lamborghini murcielago girl you got a stupid? Gucci this Louis that ridin with them paper tags
And my bitch she bad as hell Juciy Loius Gucci bag
All my niggas love to swag Bentleys? back to back
Twenty grand I'll show you goin low and tell em holla back
Pain you a dummy blow about thirty on a whip and then swang on them thirties I drop the top on them verties switch lanes on them haters I'm throwin paper to make them spend
Spent thirty in tha mall
Goin loco with the cake
Five cars sittin tall
Goin loco with the cake
Ten on some Cali Bud
Goin loco with the cake
Den I hit the strip club
Goin loco with the cake
Glittered up my wrist
Goin loco with the cake
Went and Guccied up my bitch
Goin loco with the cake
Reppin five with the beams
Goin loco with the cake
I put on my whole team
Goin loco with the cake
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-Ace
I wake up and got 4 or 5 bitches in the bed
Smokin weed, Drinkin liquor by da keg
I was born an O.G. if yaint heard about me
I put 4 or 5 bullets in ya head
-Ludacris
Yea, Luda! As if the gilatene chopped off my noggin I got my head gone, got the pedal to the metal and my lambo poppin in the red zone, speedin like keenen is breathin heavin and breathin hard, but i roll with killas that just just dont seem to believe in god, Ill whip yo head boy, put ya body in the bottom of the ocean, mean while ludacris is in the MIA with hatred somewhere smokin, got a pound of the purp and the smell on my shirt so im lookin like roll it up, i be swimmin in a pool of blood cause the AK super soke it up...hahaha nahh **** that imma come back with it like this... Come back wit it, ha ha ha ha, nasty ludacris on the track with it, got enough ammo to blow you out of proportion and put a mutha****a on his back wit it. Im so wrong, Im so Gudda, Im so dangerous, aint i? Im so gone off these suckas but the ??? will bang ya, cause im a silent aima, the fat lady got a song to sang ya, mean while i stashed all yo bricks in ????? Im so high, im so fly, that is a ****in shame, smokin weed by the bush with that kush, and you a ****in ???
-Ace
I wake up and got 4 or 5 bitches in the bed
Smokin weed, Drinkin liquor by da keg
I was born an O.G. if yaint heard about me
I put 4 or 5 bullets in ya head (x2)
-Ace
In ya head nigga. Young Gudda. Ace Hood homie.
And ima ball like a dawg and im never gone fall you can call me jollin baby, and im never givin drop top, and i cant stop myself from stuntin lately
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Ace Hood, it's do or die, gotta go for it, overtime
Yeah 'cause it's now or never
I'ma put it on the line, I gotta win so I'm gonna bribe
Put it overtime, overtime, overtime, overtime
'Cause I got money on my mind, give me every penny, every dime
Put it overtime, overtime, overtime, overtime, overtime
'Cause it's now or never, put it over time
Well, I'm sittin' on the goal line, starin' at the game clock
Facing a hundred years, me and Jordan got the same shot
Carolina blue, California green
Jump for the white, getcho frilly sheets
Ace Hood, they go crazy when I'm in your city
Ace Hood, that's what they sayin' now in every city
I put my team first, it's never rehearsed
We the best franchise 'cause we squeeze first
I signed a life long deal to the G-co
Drafted outa high school then I hit my free throws
You see them free shows, we call them free throws
Now it cost 'em 20 stacks to witness me flow
It's do or die, yeah, gotta go for it, overtime
Yeah 'cause it's now or never
I'ma put it on the line, I gotta win so I'm gonna bribe
Put it overtime, overtime, overtime, overtime
'Cause I got money on my mind, give me every penny, every dime
Put it overtime, overtime, overtime, overtime, overtime
'Cause it's now or never, put it over time
Yeah, on the role with riches and diamond rings
Real niggers do real things
I say hangin' with the bitches is the song I sing
Real niggers do real things
I'm listenin' to block but it's a human being
If you're tryna win the trophy then you gotta do it big
Louis on every bag, bitches I keep it fly
We don't need a see the tag, we just see it and then we cop
Balling out of control, put it out on the line
I'm in the city with Khaled before I hit a triple dime
Now hold down onto your seats, I'm about to double mine
Ace Hood, Konvict and we put in overtime
It's do or die, yeah, gotta go for it, overtime
I'ma put it on the line, I gotta win so I'm gonna bribe
Put it overtime, overtime, overtime, overtime
'Cause I got money on my mind, give me every penny, every dime
Put it overtime, overtime, overtime, overtime, overtime
And I can't slow down for nothin', see I, gotta get overtime
'Cause I'ma stay on my grind, 'cause money stays on my mind
I feel like 24 hours just ain't enough for me
If you feel me put your hands up for me
This is over grind, I'm goin' for mine, I'm over mine
Because I'm putting overtime
I'ma put it on the line, I gotta win so I'm gonna bribe
Put it overtime, overtime, overtime, overtime
'Cause I got money on my mind, give me every penny, every dime
Put it overtime, overtime, overtime, overtime, overtime
Ace Hood, Akon, we the best one time
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Ace Hoooood!!
Jazmine:
People said I wouldnt make it (make it)
That Id never get to the top
There was nothing they could say that would make me stop
So I had to keep pushing (pushing)
Through the pain and the tears
All the things Ive been through is why im standing here
Thats why they cant tell me nothing (nothing)
They cant tell me nothing (nothing)
They was wrong, this the song of a champion (champion)
Thats why they cant tell me nothing (oh nothing)
They cant tell me nothing (oh nothing)
Let me see your hands up if you a champion
Ace:
Coming up i use to watch tv
Look up at the screen
Then look at my mama
Tell her ma thats gon be me
She said son you gon be great
I knew it from the start
Your daddy was a poet
Thats how he captured my heart
Its in my blood, you ask me why I keep it real
Like (???) asking how a ni**a feel
Imagine how it feels
Waking up to nothing is enough to give you chills
Waking up to nothing is enough to make you kill
Enough to bring your daughter on a heist, its unreal
You said you gotta song living life unreal
Thats why i put my life in every song I kill
Sing it gurl
Thats why they cant tell me nothing (oh nothing)
They cant tell me nothing (oh nothing)
They was wrong, this the song of a champion (champion)
Thats why they cant tell me nothing (oh nothing)
They cant tell me nothing (oh nothing)
Let me see your hands up if you a champion
I had a job too ni**as, so what?
You haters make me laugh, how you hatin so much
Go head and do the math
Watch the numbers add up
Picture me and Khaled rollin to the grammys (??) up
Keep running to The Runners when its time to make a (beat)
Im gunning at you suckas who aint tryna feel this sh**
(??) blastin out a ni**as whip
Throwing up a peace sign to all my hustlas on the strip
Top down in the chevy yea you know i keep it pimpin
And my pistol heavy ni**as know that aint slippin
Know that im on the grind niggas know that aint slippin
My faith is on the line so you know i aint slippin
You trippin and thats why
Thats why they cant tell me nothing (nothing)
They cant tell me nothing (nothing)
They was wrong this the song of a champion (champion)
Thats why they cant tell me nothing (oh nothing)
They cant tell me nothing (oh nothing)
Let me see your hands up if you a champion
(Lets break it down for em...)
Ladies put your hands up high
(Came too far now to give up)
We gotta keep reaching for the sky
(It dont even matter say wat you want)
Fellas put your hands up in the sky
(Nothing you could say thatll make me stop)
We gotta keep reaching for the sky
(Imma keep going till i reach the top, and thats why)
Rick:
Definitely livin the life
I gravitated to the light
I sacraficed a decade
Now its times every nite
Let them suckas spectate
Cuz shorty I expect that
We still touching big weight
And surely i invest that
Break it down the best way
Cuz I know how to stretch that
Haters talking sideways
And i could never stress that
Ready for the war though
I would never compromise
Mami call me Gordo
You shine like summer time
(2x)
Thats why they cant tell me nothing (nothing)
They cant tell me nothing (nothing)
They was wrong this the song of a champion (ima champion and thats why)
Thats why they cant tell me nothing (oh nothing)
They cant tell me nothing (oh nothing)
Let me see your hands up if you a champion
People said I wouldnt make it (make it)
That Id never get to the top
There was nothing they could say that would make me stop
So I had to keep pushing (pushing)
Through the pain and the tears
All the things Ive been through is why im standing here
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I could have all the money in the world but it wouldn't mean nothing, nothing, nothing
And I could have all the fame in the world but it wouldn't mean nothing, nothing, nothing
If you love somebody and nobody else matters
Say yeah (yeah), oh yeah (yeah)
If you love somebody and nobody else matters
Say yeah (yeah), oh yeah (yeah)
(Chorus)
When I'm in the club (when I'm in the club)
They be showin' me love (they be showin' me love)
But it really don't make a difference
If it ain't my girl (if it ain't my girl)
Then it don't mean nothing (then it don't mean nothing)
Because without her I know something is missing yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me know (let me know)
Let me know (let me know)
Let me know (let me know)
When you know you got somebody who loves you
Let me know (let me know)
Let me know (let me know)
Let me know (let me know)
Because without her I know something's missing, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm addicted to money, I'm addicted to cream
I'm addicted to her, for that love I'm a fiend
Just imagine your touches, I can picture you rubbin'
Love to smile when I see ya, girl I'm high off your loving
Live my life like a dream
Every king needs a queen
Girl my life is a movie
Sippin' Goose in Jacuzzi
Picture star in this movie, picture trip in this Louie
See us cruisin' on yachts, while we feastin on sushi
Misdemeanor with those groupies
They be begging to do me
But my mind on my misses
Never mind all them women
Feel me tasting your kisses
And it's you what I'm missing
Girl I'd trade in this living
I just want you to listen
(Chorus)
When I'm in the club (when I'm in the club)
They be showin' me love (they be showin' me love)
But it really don't make a difference
If it ain't my girl (if it ain't my girl)
Then it don't mean nothing (then it don't mean nothing)
Because without her I know something is missing yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me know (let me know)
Let me know (let me know)
Let me know (let me know)
When you know you got somebody who loves you
Let me know (let me know)
Let me know (let me know)
Let me know (let me know)
Because without her I know something's missing, yeah, yeah, yeah
If you love somebody and nobody else matters
Say yeah (yeah) oh yeah (yeah)
If you love somebody and nobody else matters
Say yeah (yeah) oh yeah (yeah)
Now if you love'em and you know it
And it ain't that hard to show it
Put your hands up (yeah), put your hands up (yeah)
Now if you with them through whatever, know that she can't do it better
Put your hands up (yeah), put your hands up (yeah)
Ace!
Got the money and cars
Biggest houses and yards
Had the baddest of broads
But I'll trade in it all
Hang up my playing card
Present the ace of heart
Can we keep the fame, the game, the name, and all fancy cars
You can have all them groupies
They be begging to do me
But my mind on my misses
Never mind all them women
Feel me tasting your kisses
And it's you what I'm missing
Girl I'd trade in this living
I just want you to listen
(Chorus)
When I'm in the club (when I'm in the club)
They be showin' me love (they be showin' me love)
But it really don't make a difference
If it ain't my girl (if it ain't my girl)
Then it don't mean nothing (then it don't mean nothing)
Because without her I know something is missing yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me know (let me know)
Let me know (let me know)
Let me know (let me know)
When you know you got somebody who loves you
Let me know (let me know)
Let me know (let me know)
Let me know (let me know)
Because without her I know something's missing (yeah, yeah, yeah)
If you love somebody and nobody else matters
Say yeah (yeah) oh yeah (yeah)
If you love somebody and nobody else matters
Say yeah (yeah) oh yeah (yeah)
When I'm off up in the club
Yes I'm missing your love
Girl I'm fiending your drug
And I need that, it's a must
All these women are lust
Begging me for my touch
Don't amount up to much
But it's nothing like one
You can have all the groupies
They be begging to do me
But my mind on my misses
Never mind all them women
Feel me tasting your kisses
And it's you what I'm missing
Girl I'd trade in this living
I just want you to listen
(Chorus)
When I'm in the club (when I'm in the club)
They be showin' me love (they be showin' me love)
But it really don't make a difference
If it ain't my girl (if it ain't my girl)
Then it don't mean nothing (then it don't mean nothing)
Because without her I know something is missing yeah, yeah, yeah
Let me know (let me know)
Let me know (let me know)
Let me know (let me know)
When you know you got somebody who loves you
Let me know (let me know)
Let me know (let me know)
Let me know (let me know)
Because without her I know something's missing, yeah, yeah, yeah
If you love somebody and nobody else matters
Say yeah (yeah) oh yeah (yeah)
If you love somebody and nobody else matters
Say yeah (yeah) oh yeah (yeah)
I could have all the money in the world but it wouldn't mean nothing, nothing, nothing
And I could have all the fame in the world it wouldn't mean nothing, nothing, nothing
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Don't Get Caught Slippin' |
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(feat. The-Dream)
Hey Hey Hey
[The-Dream:]
All we do is get money
Gotta hit the bank
Man I'm running out of hundreds
(Hey shawty hey hey hey hey shawty)
I know she yours
But she wanna be mine
Mine mine mine mine
Oh! She wanna be mine
I I I I get white boy money (mine mine mine)
Man she wanna be mine (mine mine mine)
(All I do is get money) (mine mine mine)
I know she yours
But she wanna be mine
I I I I get white boy money (mine mine mine)
I know she yours
But she wanna be mine
Ace hooooood (mine mine)
[Ace Hood:]
Big money talking if you broke stay quiet
And watch how all my niggas in a club make a riot
Throwing honeys in the sky
And watch it all fall
I'm blopping on your lady cause' she love to watch me ball
She be giving me the eye
I'm giving her a call
Then it's back to the suites
Next week the Taj mahal
Every day is like a sweet stick
Pick out what you want
It ain't trickin' if you got it baby
Pick out what you want
Reclimb your seat back
And let yourself go
You ain't a Mr. Berrada
I spit that cash flow
Now let her hands go
Lil homie you lame
I have her back to you tomorrow
I let my niggas say
Homie
[Chorus: The-Dream]
But she wanna be mine
Mine mine mine mine
Oh! She wanna be mine
I I I I get white boy money (mine mine mine)
Man she wanna be mine (mine mine mine)
(All I do is get money) (mine mine mine)
I know she yours
But she wanna be mine
I I I I get white boy money (mine mine mine)
I know she yours
But she wanna be mine (mine mine)
[The-Dream:]
I got money you should help me spend
Take you out of that domestic and put you in a Benz
Your old boyfriend don't wanna pay your rent
I put five stacks only that ain't **** (that ain't ****)
Take you out the hood
Put you in the heels
Put you in a crib
This is how you should live
A girl like you should be sitting on a yacht
Looking down at ya rock
I know she yours!
[Chorus: The-Dream]
But she wanna be mine
Mine mine mine mine
Oh! She wanna be mine
I I I I get white boy money (mine mine mine)
Man she wanna be mine (mine mine mine)
(All I do is get money) (mine mine mine)
I know she yours
But she wanna be mine
I I I I get white boy money (mine mine mine)
I know she yours
But she wanna be mine
(Ace hooooood)
[Ace Hood:]
Hey I'll be ballin out a budget
I'll be ballin like the Pistons
Master P money I'll be ballin with no limit
See ya lady I'm me she comin to her senses
She can smell her money plus don't stuntin' on the sixty
Kickin with her richie
Ya man he's a mess fe [? ]
I can show you things, diamond rings be the witness
He ain't gotta worry
I ain't trying be yo man boo
I'm just tryin to take you places you gon' need your sandles
Seein' is believin' I just hope that you can handle
Girl I make it rain you can determine the weather
Bentleys, Phantoms
Just don't test the channel
Know you with yo' man but I'm the **** that keep you [? ]
[Chorus: The-Dream]
But she wanna be mine
Mine mine mine mine
Oh! She wanna be mine
I I I I get white boy money (mine mine mine)
Man she wanna be mine (mine mine mine)
(All I do is get money) (mine mine mine)
I know she yours
But she wanna be mine
I I I I get white boy money (mine mine mine)
I know she yours
But she wanna be mine
Hey hey shawty!
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(LLOYD)
yeaaahh
all around the world (around the world)
i done been all around the world seen all kinds of girls,
but ain't none like youuu cause you are wifey material
you know that im in love with a girl but aint none like you cause you are wifey material.
Oh,oh,oh wifey material
Oh,oh,oh wifey material
(ACE HOOD)
Tjeah i live my life like a vivid dream of living lavish i done perished of the triple beam, (triple beam)
My momma told me but i couldn't see so why you plot? my economic mind to the streets
ACEEEE
I tell you life is never promised if you f*ck with him you get f*cked everynight that's a promise(promise), A n*gga real let youre friends hatin' f*ck them ho's bet me and you escape(escape)
and i ain't gotta talk it cause i live it girl i like to welcome you to my exquisite world
ACEEE
where the goose stay on cheetah???
you can take it all of baby do what you feel.
(LLOYD)
i done been all around the world seen all kinds of girls,
but ain't none like youuu cause you are wifey material
you know that im in love with a girl but aint none like you cause you are wifey material.
Oh,oh,oh wifey material
Oh,oh,oh wifey material
(ACE HOOD)
I wake up mornings and i picture what i've been trough 5 siblings gotta live in 3 bedrooms now its big cribs whips and them blue pooch beautifull broads and they all wanna do who? ACE HOOOOD
Pleasure P to set the sex mood and once i sex you just forget the next dude beats i few lingerie see trough she say im so hood rubbing on my tattoo you ever been to Cancun? i can take you i feelin like BIG when he wrote juice, fruit loop cush livin like the chest mood yeah they hate cause we doing they can't do
(LLOYD)
i done been all around the world seen all kinds of girls,
but ain't none like youuu cause you are wifey material
you know that im in love with a girl but aint none like you cause you are wifey material.
Oh,oh,oh wifey material
Oh,oh,oh wifey material
(ACE HOOD)
Tjeah and i grind every 21st
always love the day and pray to see the 21st
kiss my mommas and i gotta go
maried to the dough all pre-numbtual
ACEEE
tough baby know that its a G-thang
beat game while im taking of youre g-string (g-string)
take a look into the pink frame we pick everything have it your way.
(LLoyd)
i done been all around the world seen all kinds of girls,
but ain't none like youuu cause you are wifey material
you know that im in love with a girl but aint none like you cause you are wifey material.
Oh,oh,oh wifey material
Oh,oh,oh wifey material
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Mr. hood
Nigga im good
ace hood
face good
wish a nigga would
take this
bake this
feed it to the wolves,
these muthafukas should
im beatin like band wood ,
that black flag swag is part of my man hood,
that pistol on that seat its just keepin ya man good,
ill pop his top like drops and can goods,
im gutta
tell you one thing bout me
im stuck to duh greens
like duh coke to the feens
and if by all means
just pay me in all green
sprite chasin the promethezine
im on leen,
ball greez my dude
well goon ya hole team,
im him them dangers ask ya man dange
15 bottles of rose and champain
niggas dey no duh name
and understand the game
i kno u c the chain
its we the best the game..
bitch im ruthless
boy ima g
nd u dnt no a muthafukin thang bout me
1 thang bout me
i du it 4 duh streets
i du it fa duh killas nd dem young o-gz
tell u diz about me,
bout me ,bout me ,
bout me,
ima g ima rock wit dat beat
tell u diz about me,
bout me,
bout me,
bout me, ima keep dat black flag on me,tell u dat about me..
ima stack my bread and fuck niggas hoes,
shoot dice,drink liquor and sell dope,
tote fire stay fresh err where i go
pop pills n wildin keep my codeon
pack extra clips nd get my suit on
ask bitch ass niggas who wanna move wrong
so if you got it on ya mind let a nigga know
so i cud show u dat duh nine send niggas home
otha den dat duh street niggas love greez
even doe dey baby mama wanna fuck me
im 100 bout everything duh boy du
dats y duh crowd behind me err where i move
nd u can tell by duh swag greez bout money,
nd i dnt play no games wen its bout money,
i du it for dem young niggas dat pop beans,the hot boys wit big stacks cops see...
bitch im ruthless
boy ima g
nd u dnt no a muthafukin thang bout me
1 thang bout me
i du it 4 duh streets
i du it fa duh killas nd dem young o-gz
tell u diz about me,
bout me ,bout me ,
bout me,
ima g ima rock wit dat beat
tell u diz about me,
bout me,
bout me,
bout me, ima keep dat black flag on me,tell u dat about me..
ayy where my goons at,
where my g's at
where dem killas n dem zoe's stayin so strapped
broaward county on the map dats a known fact,
n wen i tawk bak people runnin fo flat(brrrraaat)
nd night light see duh light u cud follow dat
..i creep all black.
so straped,
fuck rap get ya baby boy kidnapped,
black flag my rag got duh wrist wrap..
we stilla g wen i walked out of pintack,
cuz im me
whose he we cud end dat,
street nigga aint no tym 4 dat chit chat,
im cold like caronas in a 6 pack
,ace hood gettin head like a ball cap
one thing about me i dnt call back,
fall back im addicted 2 duh brown bag
,mc hammer swag,
cant touch dat..
bitch im ruthless
boy ima g
nd u dnt no a muthafukin thang bout me
1 thang bout me
i du it 4 duh streets
i du it fa duh killas nd dem young o-gz
tell u diz about me,
bout me ,bout me ,
bout me,
ima g ima rock wit dat beat
tell u diz about me,
bout me,
bout me,
bout me, ima keep dat black flag on me,tell u dat about me..
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