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Kush and a swisha Money over bitches Never kill a woman Unless she is a witness All about my business Survival of the fittest She let me had my weed in her titties Bitch I got the cash in a rubberband I got the glock already cocked, boom! Fucking with a nigger meet my motherfucking goons Sorry for the wait Carter IV coming soon Light it up cause I'm a smoke good She tried to deep throat, I fucked around and choked her It's Young Money motherfucker game over Shots leave ya body looking like she is doing yoga And Lord knows I am a sinner pain pills for dinner Bitch I am getting money like I got a money printer I got a chopper and a trimmer shootin' like? You coming in that water boy, you better be a swimmer I ain't worrying bout ya'll, sittin' in my hole While Miss Anita Baker say you bringin me jaw? I came straight outta jail and did my thing on these boys And we all yell "fuck you bitch" and kept going I am on and that's right baby I am ain't going out this bitch without a fight baby One request please don't bite baby SongtexteI got some bomb ass pussy from a white lady I ain't lying, I'm a shine like a nickel or a diamond I smoke a lot of weed to keep them bitches off of my mind Girl stop talking that shit goin' suck a nigga dick For a new outfit And even if the sky come falling Bitch I'm a still be high I got faith in my weed man But lil niggas got yay by the bean bag Hit ya ass from the side like a screen pass And that red bandana is the team flag Yeah, all up in your fucking face Tez pushed the album back, sorry for the wait Yep, that's right Weezy blame Cortez for pushing the album back. Ha. Aus Songtexte Mania