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Look Yeah, look I done waited my whole life for this Thumper on the seat, if he reach, he gon' die for this No time for no sucker shit, got too much on my bucket list Presi on my left, might do AP on my other wrist Yeah, I done shed blood for this (I did) Lost people I loved for this (I did) Stood in front of the judge for this (I did) Jumped off the porch for this (I did) Get to dumpin' the torch for this (I will) Heard the shotty pump for this I done seen niggas slumped for this (Was slumped) When you slept on the floor with no comforter How could you know what comfort is? (How?) Money boostin' my confidence, but without it, I'm functionless (Shit) When I pull up to functions I need them hoes heads to turn I got bread to burn (Fuck) If niggas is jealous, I'm gettin' it Tell 'em I'm generous as far as lead's concerned Yeah, uh I done waited my whole life for this Thumper on the seat, if he reach, he gon' die for this (Ayy!) No time for no sucker shit, got too much on my bucket list Presi on my left, might do AP on my other wrist Brand new bag, huh, got me flexin' on purpose I don't know the price, I don't even check, I just purchase, huh Yeah, doin' the most 'cause we always had the least (Had the least) Pour out some liquor for niggas who ain't make it past the East Uh, back when we had Caprice, was smokin' and ridin' to Master P Tryna make the cash increase while dodgin' bullets Jukin' past police (Skrrt) Was never an athlete, was either juggin' or was smashin' cheeks Who would'a thought the bastard'd give the masses a masterpiece? Yeah, 'cause I done waited my whole life for this Seen my momma cry for this and many a nigga die for this And plenty of women lie for this That's why I just can't trust a bitch I know she wanna cuff my wrist, but fuck, I just might I just might buss down my left wrist, put my grams on tennis necklace Fifteen pointers, that's my preference Crossed lil' baby off my checklist Ooh, you bought her a Lexus, we did Waffle House for breakfast Drop her off and then I ghost it, you take pics with her and post it Uh, GRIPPER and the flow is goated These niggas shit, just ain't as potent I jumped on that bitch and floated, huh Don't roll with the blick unloaded Won't blow with the shit, don't tote it I know you's a bitch it, you showed it Peeped the weakness and sewed it I done waited my whole life for this Thumper on the seat, if he reach, he gon' die for this (Ayy!) No time for no sucker shit, got too much on my bucket list Presi on my left, might do AP on my other wrist Brand new bag, huh, got me flexin' on purpose I don't know the price, I don't even check, I just purchase, huh Yeah, doin' the most 'cause we always had the least (Had the least) Pour out some liquor for niggas who ain't make it past the East
Writer(s): Unknown Composer Author, Kyle Clow, Peter Mudge, Jay Card Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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