Yaomingolajuwon
Starlito- Yall Play Too Much!
I been sipping lean all day
Barely even stand up straight
Got this big bank roll
Hell no it won't fold so it gotta stand up straight
Ran it up and re-locate
Might like a picture of your hoe page
Put her on a jet, man this hoe a mess
Come to find out she got no home training
My people speak another language
I got the plug and my lil' brother slangin'
Hit the cup then I get hunger pains
If I don't get this money I got no one to blame
Know how to get it at least a hundred ways
And I don't keep up with the number J's
But I used to keep my re-up in a patent leather black and I'm strapped like the number 8's
Bad Bitch and she won't behave
Made eye contact from on the stage
Even though I sip this drink, waiting on me to go to sleep, put me on the page, NO Way
slippers count i told dale?, hit me when it hit the count
Flipped up on a bigger house
I fly em in and kick em out
I'm grinding, different route, my lyrics I really live 'em out
I'm serious like when Tip came out
30 racks up in my Levis
I want to quit but I can't decide
Damn near got enough to retire
Still will pull up and serve a nigga 3-5
Used to post up by the street sign
I hope I never press rewind
If so, keep some minutes on my phone
Get it gone, Ima be fine
If you owe me then I need mine I meant that shit I had to say it 3 times.
By: Big Moore #76
I been sipping lean all day
Barely even stand up straight
Got this big bank roll
Hell no it won't fold so it gotta stand up straight
Ran it up and re-locate
Might like a picture of your hoe page
Put her on a jet, man this hoe a mess
Come to find out she got no home training
My people speak another language
I got the plug and my lil' brother slangin'
Hit the cup then I get hunger pains
If I don't get this money I got no one to blame
Know how to get it at least a hundred ways
And I don't keep up with the number J's
But I used to keep my re-up in a patent leather black and I'm strapped like the number 8's
Bad Bitch and she won't behave
Made eye contact from on the stage
Even though I sip this drink, waiting on me to go to sleep, put me on the page, NO Way
slippers count i told dale?, hit me when it hit the count
Flipped up on a bigger house
I fly em in and kick em out
I'm grinding, different route, my lyrics I really live 'em out
I'm serious like when Tip came out
30 racks up in my Levis
I want to quit but I can't decide
Damn near got enough to retire
Still will pull up and serve a nigga 3-5
Used to post up by the street sign
I hope I never press rewind
If so, keep some minutes on my phone
Get it gone, Ima be fine
If you owe me then I need mine I meant that shit I had to say it 3 times.
By: Big Moore #76
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Writer(s): Jermaine Eric Shute, Garrett Brown, Eric Komatsu
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