At night I can’t seem to get no sleepAddicted to indo and Hennessy,I’m stressed homes, got my vest on,Let’s hit the streets time to put the vest on,Friday night and I’m chillin with my baby in a black 600 Lorenzo’s onAnd I’m all up on them thighs, smokin on doja,So I guess I didn’t see
Ohh, yeah, yeah yeah yeah, yeahGonna sing you a little songYeah yeah, baby I’ve never been that kind of niggaTo write a love song, oh noAt least a real one (But this is the one)I can’t believe it but I think I found my babyCos boy she really got me goin’And I don’t understand, this
Uh, what what what whatLivin ProofYo Yo Yo YoTQWhat what what what whatSuperbitchesWhat Yo Yo WhatUHEvery long time agoFrom my brother NalBrawl came lifting your paperGot to goI think about it every nightAfter the shows overHere’s the situation for those who don’t knowI met her at the SuperbowlHad to snatch her off one of the
[Chorus]I kinda wanna drive Lexuses Sit back and live life high with the best of shit with a wrist full of ice in my president And a pocket full of Debbies that you can’t imagine Guaranteed to make the best of it To have a yacht on a lake with water beds in it And
Yeah, yeah, yeahThis is a story, a modern day ghetto tragedyAbout the other side of the gangThis shit backfired, you feel me?This time its just the way it happenedso listen closely, you might learn somethingcheck it out I’m just sittin’ smokin’ weed and looking at some old picturesFrom mom’s house of when I was a
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