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I want all shooters at my funeral Only real niggas at my funeral It's gone be ten thousand bitches at my funeral Niggas gone have them pistols at my funeral It's gone be some superstars at my funeral Driving in exotic cars to my funeral Niggas that whip that brick of hard at my funeral You might get your ass robbed at my funeral They tell me stay out the streets Niggas trying To kill me This all I know I was born with the shit in me I don't leave the house if I don't have a semi My niggas ain't pouring no Remy, they don't drink Remy I'm all around the globe, just me and Benny We couting benji's bitches we bout to cop some Bentleys Matching Bentleys, just to be specific U should seen this bitches I had last night, she so terrific And she know I'm a fucking menace She look like Taraji P Henson Bury me in all white linen Bet you they won't say a pussy did it I want all shooters at my funeral Only real niggas at my funeral It's gone be ten thousand bitches at my funeral Niggas gone have them pistols at my funeral It's gone be some superstars at my funeral Driving in exotic cars to my funeral Niggas that whip that brick of hard at my funeral You might get your ass robbed at my funeral I'm thinking about my granny, her name is Ann Just lost her daughter and her son did not become a man Got damn, everybody love miss Ann But she done been through so much pain, she don't give a damn Gotta stay strong for my fam, I made myself a man But if I dont, who the fuck gonna take care of my fam? My uncle in wheelchair, I'm trying to get him a lam Momma keep talking about her bills, that's why I'm out here hustling? I ain't stunt on these niggas like I really wanna I ain't fuck all these bitches that I really wanna I don't see these bitch niggas just like stevie wonder Wen i die all i want is... I want all shooters at my funeral Only real niggas at my funeral It's gone be ten thousand bitches at my funeral Niggas gone have them pistols at my funeral It's gone be some superstars at my funeral Driving in exotic cars to my funeral Niggas that whip that brick of hard at my funeral You might get your ass robbed at my funeral End
Writer(s): Kevin Michael Erondu, Marquis King Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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