Lyrics

[-Iamsu!] x4 On Mamas, uh On Citas, On Mamas Niggas talk but they don't want problems Your life past 'fore your ass even touched the grass 211, progress, no ski mask (?), lay down and kiss Satin Thats a weakness nigga hatin I'm out here motivatin I don't beat this, Citas, thats my word So jump back off the porch, pop back on the curb Breakin down some herb Gettin ready for the twistback 4 or 5 grams need a titan just to twist that Niggas talk but they don't want none of that On Citas from the top got right back Droppin back in the pocket bout to hit sum And let me take it no frontin bullshits nothin Puttin hoes in the war room My moves mean team militant, its straight goon Head bluntin puttin hoes in the war room My moves mean team militant its straight goon Hella proper Hella chopper Thats hella fly, tell the doctor Im the man, thats how I ride around like I'm the whole thing, you a sound bite Got the city on, ho, bae, too Hella bad ones fallin outta H2 Get money then they hate you Turn around, say they made you Well hate this then We some young niggas ballin like Pistons Gettin love ain't no where a nigga can't go Ten racks same show im getting Pesos Like woop, woop, thats cookin Paid 200 for the mookies Hear a beat take a dukie And the all black whip lookin spooky They don't want problems They don't want problems Actin like they gangsta, but they don't want drama Boy they be quiet, when you pull that llama Put that on my Citas, and my grandmamas Return of the skitzo Maniac, flip so That boy go yeye He party like a disco And diss go, go, go, gone They been waitin for the boy Fabby just to bring it home So them niggas been tryna turn up, but they was doin it wrong I was off for a minute but im right back on Yeah right back on Yup on in the middle of it I don't give a finger in the middle of it Nigga yellin fuck em, fuck em They was hatin on me But shoutout to the real niggas waitin on me Don't gotta bring it back cause it ain't never left I am suzie on the track make it rare, yes?
Writer(s): Sudan Williams, Charles Toby Williams, Stanley Cox Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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