歌詞
AMN man **** we be too Much
Hit the liquor store, you know I Get me two blunts
Get fly get high gotta get by, All I need is my ****
Watch my brothers ride
AMN ****, we be too much, Hit the liquor store, you know I Get me two blunts
Get fly, get high, gotta get by, Any means necessary, let my Homies ride
She popped that pussy for a real ****
All she thought I hung was Criminals and drug dealers
Still she seen my place of Business,
Started as a server in my heart Got that mark, overall Entrepreneur
B-headin' rappers, throwin' Them in a sewer,
Choppin' they body up and I Shovel it in manure
Cooler than a freezer, breakin' Wood just like a beaver, keep That fever, illy stafa
Lost his pots and noodles, Rollin' rosta to dubies
Know I'm just a newbie, but Cougars, they wanna do me. Haters, they wanna sue me, I Ain't even signed yet
Hold your breath, I took that Check
All them chances, take that bet, She wanna suck, I took that Neck
You Token bust, we ride jets
****, be quiet, wanna be a Riot, ain't tookin' no loud huh
On my bean shit, Motherfucker, get down, or lay The fuck down
Bout to run amok on you Clowns
Only smoke pot by the pounds
**** take blaze for the days, More money, young, gotta race
If you hate, get the fuck out my Face I'll get you, erase
Success a brother gotta take, so You put that work, go get that Work
Shout out to my little brother Murt, touch him, put your ass ilIn the dirt
Ass in the earth, **** out Here be the worst
**** out here wearin' skirts, Next thing is a purse
Dig a little deeper in this verse, You might get cursed, or your Soul reimburse boy
We got it, big money, we got it
Thick chicks, we poppin', Straight to the top, ain't no Stopping', no
AMN, ****, we be too much, Hit the liquor store
You know I give me two blunts
Get fly, get high, gotta get by
All I need is my ****, watch Ny brothers ride
AMN, ****, we be too much, Hit the liquor store
You know I give me two blunts
Get fly, get high, gotta get by
Any means necessary, let my homies ride
Freak the fuck out, north philly ****, they should have to fuck Down
South D.C. I get bop from These thots
Ass like a horse but head like a Mop
Know massacre, when it gon' Stop
Nah, get to the top
Cream in the crop steam in the Pot
Put the glass, you know that Bitch hot
Roll the weed when I'm up in The trap
Pressure is on AMN on the Map
Don't even sleep, can't even Nap
Put it all out, I don't hold Nothin' back
Jump on the track like, bitch, What it do
Give you the rules, then you Know the moves
When I was school, man, I Stayed with the tool
Just to survive, but they Thought it was cool
One hundred and eight, ****, I don't need to flex
Polo and slacks, you know I Stay fresh
Pray every day, man, you know I stay blessed
You know I'm the best, this S On my chest
But I get checks like my last Name was Luther
I'm tokin the Buddha right out Of the shooter
Kuda Matata, I live with no Worries
You rap, **** bore me, Repeatin' your story
Eighty-five, that's for an ounce
Toke that then bounce
Crash a party, come Unannounced
Grip your bitch, leave her Aroused
She ride my pipe like all night
Wanna shroom, she took a bite
Then she trip like the Poltergeist
Was on my head like a pack of Lice
Renegade like M and J
Ninety-nine primes, but I'm not afraid
Big Pimping since Farquhar
Superman hoes don't save
Soul hood like Kool-Aid
I cook tracks like souffles
Bombay in my system
I throw roses like bouquet
New day, new J's
Still bustin' my old babes
Get ahead like a toupee
AMN, that's the new wave
We got it
Big money, we got it
Thick chicks, we poppin'
Straight to the top, ain't no Stopping
No
AMN, ****, we be too much
Hit the liquor store
You know I give me two blunts
Get fly, get high, gotta get by
All I need is my ****
Watch my brothers ride
AMN, ****, we be too much
Hit the liquor store
You know I give me two blunts
Get fly, get high, gotta get by
Any means necessary
Let my homies ride
Written by: Mustafa L Humphreys