See Ya Later
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Don't you wanna go and get some paper
I came a long way from livin' in a trailer
It's time to party till we wake up all the neighbors
I tell my baby see ya now, see ya later
Now listen
And you can hear what I mean
I'm gettin' chips like I'm livin next to the vending machine
I'm smokin' papers of sticky
I got a zip in my jeans
I flip that shit in a jiffy
But you ain't get it from me
Haha
And you know I'm reckless and free
So all the sweatin' and stressin' ain't shit but blessings to me
My mama told me "Baby, you should pray for the lord's will"
Shit while I'm at it, I'm prayin' for 40 mil!
I'm a sharp toothed bastard, baby my vocals real
God reached down and gave me a sword to kill
Seek a higher purpose but never avoid the thrills
Mama I own my masters, never could void the deal
Don't you wanna go and get some paper
I came a long way from livin' in a trailer
It's time to party till we wake up all the neighbors
I tell my baby see ya now, see ya later
Rummie baby
Tick Tock, that's the sound of my wristwatch
My bitch hot, like she came out the crock pot
You bett not, cuz my Glock, got a hotshot
With enough kickback to make a nigga hopscotch
I remember hard days in them hallways
It's a thousand different ways how to get paid
She starin' in a daze, come and get slayed
Bitches gonna hate, catch a bouquet
Where the fuck the money at?
I need a monopoly
All these niggas pitiful
They just wanna copy me
Hatin' ass officer
Why you always watching me?
Beach Bumz and DirtyWhite
That's a new commodity
Don't you wanna go and get some paper
I came a long way from livin' in a trailer
It's time to party till we wake up all the neighbors
I tell my baby see ya now, see ya later
Chain heavy like a neck weight
I been a winner, I'm just waiting on the next race
Hard life, Easy money at a fast pace
And I just need a bad bitch that's gone make that ass shake
Now this my old school flow
I'm getting new money, old school dope
Old school coupe and my Retro's blue
Swag drip like the rain came thru
It's Marley baby, baby
Don't forget the name
I like my lady crazy call her Holly
We smokin' on that Mary and my wrists is colder than February
We never worry
You niggas is never necessary around us
Don't you wanna go and get some paper
I came a long way from livin' in a trailer
It's time to party till we wake up all the neighbors
I tell my baby see ya now, see ya later
Don't you wanna go and get some paper
I came a long way from livin' in a trailer
It's time to party till we wake up all the neighbors
I tell my baby see ya now, see ya later
Now listen
And you can hear what I mean
I'm gettin' chips like I'm livin next to the vending machine
I'm smokin' papers of sticky
I got a zip in my jeans
I flip that shit in a jiffy
But you ain't get it from me
Haha
And you know I'm reckless and free
So all the sweatin' and stressin' ain't shit but blessings to me
My mama told me "Baby, you should pray for the lord's will"
Shit while I'm at it, I'm prayin' for 40 mil!
I'm a sharp toothed bastard, baby my vocals real
God reached down and gave me a sword to kill
Seek a higher purpose but never avoid the thrills
Mama I own my masters, never could void the deal
Don't you wanna go and get some paper
I came a long way from livin' in a trailer
It's time to party till we wake up all the neighbors
I tell my baby see ya now, see ya later
Rummie baby
Tick Tock, that's the sound of my wristwatch
My bitch hot, like she came out the crock pot
You bett not, cuz my Glock, got a hotshot
With enough kickback to make a nigga hopscotch
I remember hard days in them hallways
It's a thousand different ways how to get paid
She starin' in a daze, come and get slayed
Bitches gonna hate, catch a bouquet
Where the fuck the money at?
I need a monopoly
All these niggas pitiful
They just wanna copy me
Hatin' ass officer
Why you always watching me?
Beach Bumz and DirtyWhite
That's a new commodity
Don't you wanna go and get some paper
I came a long way from livin' in a trailer
It's time to party till we wake up all the neighbors
I tell my baby see ya now, see ya later
Chain heavy like a neck weight
I been a winner, I'm just waiting on the next race
Hard life, Easy money at a fast pace
And I just need a bad bitch that's gone make that ass shake
Now this my old school flow
I'm getting new money, old school dope
Old school coupe and my Retro's blue
Swag drip like the rain came thru
It's Marley baby, baby
Don't forget the name
I like my lady crazy call her Holly
We smokin' on that Mary and my wrists is colder than February
We never worry
You niggas is never necessary around us
Don't you wanna go and get some paper
I came a long way from livin' in a trailer
It's time to party till we wake up all the neighbors
I tell my baby see ya now, see ya later
Credits
Writer(s): Delbert Mcclellan
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