Block Party
We was popping tags
Making flips
Knew I would be rich I can't do that broke shit
Ion come from money but I always had glimpse
We came from the gutter pop a niggas like a zit
Everybody struggle that don't mean you gotta quit
Get up on your hustle if you really bout this shit
All I want is money I ain't worried about a bitch
Cuz if you getting cheddar than the hoes they come like blitz
Nigga why you mad I ain't even worried bout you?
Foot up on your ass imma show you what that cash do
I just want the money, give a fuck bout no bad news
Niggas making it out the city you know that shit taboo
So I understand why they leave when that bag come
Crabs in the bucket, yeah I see it
I ain't mad or nothing
Why you got your hand out like I owe you?
Nigga man up
Imma stand up guy
Rutland got the blam tucked
Yah dig
Pop nigga
Ain't no pop star
Like blah blah blah
Pop wheelies in my pops car
Like blah blah blah
Bad bitches want to pop all that
Blah blah blah
I was really on the block nigga
Blah blah blah
I was really on the block nigga
Blah blah blah
I was really on the block nigga
Blah blah blah
I was really on the block nigga
Blah blah blah
I was really on the block nigga
Blah blah blah
Told my mama ion bite my tongue for no cracker
Imma real ignorant bastard
Got her worried imma flip matress
Man so be it
Feel like Korea
Feel like Aaliyah
Feel like Jesus
Won't change my demeanor
Fuck all these niggas
I don't fake the funk
Imma old school nigga
Say how I feel
How I want to nigga
Cross that line gon cost you nigga
Ride with my dawgs til the wheels fall out
Arm leg arm head
Praise Allah
Niggas round here still duck the law
Tint my windows ain't duck at all
Fuck that bitch she a snake and all
Seen what I seen don't phase me at all
Yah dig
Pop nigga
Ain't no pop star
Like blah blah blah
Pop wheelies in my pops car
Like blah blah blah
Bad bitches want to pop all that
Blah blah blah
I was really on the block nigga
Blah blah blah
I was really on the block nigga
Blah blah blah
I was really on the block nigga
Blah blah blah
I was really on the block nigga
Blah blah blah
I was really on the block nigga
Blah blah blah
Making flips
Knew I would be rich I can't do that broke shit
Ion come from money but I always had glimpse
We came from the gutter pop a niggas like a zit
Everybody struggle that don't mean you gotta quit
Get up on your hustle if you really bout this shit
All I want is money I ain't worried about a bitch
Cuz if you getting cheddar than the hoes they come like blitz
Nigga why you mad I ain't even worried bout you?
Foot up on your ass imma show you what that cash do
I just want the money, give a fuck bout no bad news
Niggas making it out the city you know that shit taboo
So I understand why they leave when that bag come
Crabs in the bucket, yeah I see it
I ain't mad or nothing
Why you got your hand out like I owe you?
Nigga man up
Imma stand up guy
Rutland got the blam tucked
Yah dig
Pop nigga
Ain't no pop star
Like blah blah blah
Pop wheelies in my pops car
Like blah blah blah
Bad bitches want to pop all that
Blah blah blah
I was really on the block nigga
Blah blah blah
I was really on the block nigga
Blah blah blah
I was really on the block nigga
Blah blah blah
I was really on the block nigga
Blah blah blah
I was really on the block nigga
Blah blah blah
Told my mama ion bite my tongue for no cracker
Imma real ignorant bastard
Got her worried imma flip matress
Man so be it
Feel like Korea
Feel like Aaliyah
Feel like Jesus
Won't change my demeanor
Fuck all these niggas
I don't fake the funk
Imma old school nigga
Say how I feel
How I want to nigga
Cross that line gon cost you nigga
Ride with my dawgs til the wheels fall out
Arm leg arm head
Praise Allah
Niggas round here still duck the law
Tint my windows ain't duck at all
Fuck that bitch she a snake and all
Seen what I seen don't phase me at all
Yah dig
Pop nigga
Ain't no pop star
Like blah blah blah
Pop wheelies in my pops car
Like blah blah blah
Bad bitches want to pop all that
Blah blah blah
I was really on the block nigga
Blah blah blah
I was really on the block nigga
Blah blah blah
I was really on the block nigga
Blah blah blah
I was really on the block nigga
Blah blah blah
I was really on the block nigga
Blah blah blah
Credits
Writer(s): Salaam Remi, Maurice White, Lisa Nicole Lopes, Tracey Horton
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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