Print

Woke up this morning gotta thank God I don't know but today seems kinda odd No barking from the dog, Pinky just died See I had the dog for a long motherfucking time Wipe my tears and gon' bout another day It's Christmas time, the trap open on a holiday I just found out I got ounces the other day And I can't drank orange juice or lemonade I'm a renegade, you need to rent a cop My bodyguard is all black semi cocked And I done did some thangs a nigga ain't proud of Sold my mom drugs, told my dad fuck him Had sex in the Caddy as a young nigga Have you every made love to a drug dealer She replied 'yes' I told her 'nigga please' I'm higher than the first class winter seat Riding through clouds Don't know if you noticed the projects is gone Walked out the church cause all the bibles is gone Had a nightmare that all my rivals was gone Well I'm killing this shit they can die in a song 24's on a new [?] No top on but my business straight More campaign mean more champagne Letras de cancionesCondo view, I can high five airplanes I'm Mister Old Days and I miss them old ways I can't lie I miss them old J's and I ain't talking bout the O'Jays that did music I'm talking bout the OJs that did it with a shooter, ya feel me My girl on E, my car is on empty I ran outta gas, I might buy myself a Bentley My flossing to strong, my grind to relentless Definition of repetition, air conditioning okay cool Riding through clouds As I stand in my You heard shots I'm a money-making-holic Bending over backwards But I'm not islamic And my bitch You assholes, ask Hov From Letras Mania