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Edmund Cardell Loyal
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Unh, huh, huh, unh
Unh, huh, huh, unh, unh, unh
Beat out the block, then the **** get to it
Hundred-some shot, come and straight out the buick
****, heart stop when I tell em get to it
Bet a opp drop when I tell and go do it
**** don't plot, you don't know what you doing
Fuck **** what, okay, get to it
Dirty hoe what, okay, get to it
I'ma B what, okay, I'm boolin
**** won't play, stick out the coolin kit
Smokin' this za, I'm higher than Superman
Come thru your shit, they spinnin' like ceiling fan
Come through with Ed, yeah, he the trigger, man
Pop me a Perk, I'm feelin' like Jigga, man
Bitches want fuck with me, because I got dividends
Having my way with these hoes, I don't give a damn
Hang with the hooligans
If you run up, then I'm pullin' it
Come shop in my trap, it's a pharmacy
Spaz on them quick got no common sense
Young ****, I'm like them Benjamins
Always gotta get money, it's permanent
Better get outta the way when we poppin' out
Spendin' blocks, steady be circlin
I having motion, I got some money, I gave him a token
Call me the Wiz, I got juice like it's potion
Sayin its wet, let me dive in that ocean
Keep my head on straight, yeah, I gotta stay focused
I'm gettin' green, I ain't talkin' bout cabbage
Oh he want smoke with them, boy, let him have it
1k a week, boy, this shit is a habit
Oh he talk to the cop, ya I seen dat boi back end
Fucking yo bitch from the back, beat ha back in
Last **** run up on me, he was acting
I hop on the beat and I just started rappin
Unh, huh, huh, unh
Beat out the block, then the **** get to it
Hundred-some shot, come and straight out the buick
****, heart stop when I tell em get to it
Bet a opp drop when I tell and go do it
**** don't plot, you don't know what you doing
Fuck **** what, okay, get to it
Dirty hoe what, okay, get to it
I'ma B what, okay, I'm boolin
Pussy ass ****, I be blind as shit
Hoes pull up, she gon' ride the dick
Tell her, be quiet, don't bother me
Y'all ****, my son still fatherless
Cash out shit like lottery
Broke hoe she smell like sardines
Shit like Ed in your pants, he ain't breathin
Shit like Ed , come and take out these jeans
Bitch say, no, I know you can see,
I know I can't fail
No way I beluga no whale
We send a pack through, through the mail
I got a couple cashew for the shells, huh
If I ain't at you, I ain't there
I got a hoe that hgrrr , like a bear
I'll pull up shoot his ass in the air
Unh, huh, huh, unh
Beat out the block, then the **** get to it
Hundred-some shot, come and straight out the buick
****, heart stop when I tell em get to it
Bet a opp drop when I tell and go do it
**** don't plot, you don't know what you doing
Fuck **** what, okay, get to it
Dirty hoe what, okay, get to it
I'ma B what, okay, I'm boolin
Written by: Edmund Cardell Loyal
