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had it made to be a professional now im sittin in correctional no I won't be a hater im just grinding for my own paper ya ill see you later cuz im so high im in an elevator let me show how it go AK THE DEMONSTRATOR OF HOW TO BE GREATER got the hustle and flow gunna get this doe you know it go i really hate all thesegames this shits lame stay in my own lane tuff the pockets of these ball mains goin hard in the booth got a pace to maintain [?] They tails rattle, but they fail in battle I pop out of jail and hear they chatter but to me it ain't matter I got the hustle and the flow you know how it go I'm in the booth macking my flowmy pockets heavy I'm ready in the old school chevy talk about what they gunna be moving tenitevly I'm moving deadly I'm ready till the death of me mypockets hefty You know it's real Poppin' a pill Thanks for the pill Ice on the scales Nights with the grills Kites for my chil's Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com You type until Flights for the girls Black night, Black knights Knights of the veilYo, I step in the spot, yeah, you know what’s poppin’, (2) Diamonds on my wrist, got the whole crowd rockin’, (3) Party on the floor, ain’t no time for stoppin’, (4) Sippin’ on that bubbly, got my heart rate droppin’. (5) Straight to my brain, feel the rush, can’t contain, (6) Money in my pocket, baby, I’m the one to blame, (7) Haters lookin’ salty, but I’m sweet like champagne, (8) Living for the moment, we ain’t playin’ no games. (9) Flashin’ lights and vibes, we ignitin’ the flame, (10) Cardi with the hustle, yeah, you know the name, (11) Celebratin’ life, throw your hands in the air, (12) Turn it up a notch, let ‘em know we don’t care. (13) Countin’ all my blessings, got the squad right here, (14) Dance like nobody’s watchin’, let me make it clear, (15) We livin’ for the thrill, and we takin’ the reign, (16) Straight to my brain, let the good times reign! Use in Studio or License entail [?] They tails rattle, but they fail in battle I pop jail shout outs while I bail Seattle I hear they chatter but to me it ain't matter I'm off some stamped passport with some cake batter, get madder Of course I've bagged it, there's sadder and badder He's the former, I'm the latter He got to buy all the things he brag bout - me? When I came out already had it so I know what it's about .ackin flows I'm in the back of G van with (?)'s Pop Tell me his son was abouts to get hot These is town niggas, I'm thinking why not Get reals my bros, but she don't wanna not I practice in Blackness when macking my flows This what an African nigga gon' know Like Gule, and Sabe and Jurado They clip the AK, 'so what's happenin' bro?' The usual, pimped on a [?] Casablanca with Yeezys yawning
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had it made to be a professional now im sittin in correctional no I won't be a hater im just grinding for my own paper ya ill see you later cuz im so high im in an elevator let me show how it go AK THE DEMONSTRATOR OF HOW TO BE GREATER got the hustle and flow gunna get this doe you know it go i really hate all thesegames this shits lame stay in my own lane tuff the pockets of these ball mains goin hard in the booth got a pace to maintain [?] They tails rattle, but they fail in battle I pop out of jail and hear they chatter but to me it ain't matter I got the hustle and the flow you know how it go I'm in the booth macking my flowmy pockets heavy I'm ready in the old school chevy talk about what they gunna be moving tenitevly I'm moving deadly I'm ready till the death of me mypockets hefty You know it's real Poppin' a pill Thanks for the pill Ice on the scales Nights with the grills Kites for my chil's Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com You type until Flights for the girls Black night, Black knights Knights of the veilYo, I step in the spot, yeah, you know what’s poppin’, (2) Diamonds on my wrist, got the whole crowd rockin’, (3) Party on the floor, ain’t no time for stoppin’, (4) Sippin’ on that bubbly, got my heart rate droppin’. (5) Straight to my brain, feel the rush, can’t contain, (6) Money in my pocket, baby, I’m the one to blame, (7) Haters lookin’ salty, but I’m sweet like champagne, (8) Living for the moment, we ain’t playin’ no games. (9) Flashin’ lights and vibes, we ignitin’ the flame, (10) Cardi with the hustle, yeah, you know the name, (11) Celebratin’ life, throw your hands in the air, (12) Turn it up a notch, let ‘em know we don’t care. (13) Countin’ all my blessings, got the squad right here, (14) Dance like nobody’s watchin’, let me make it clear, (15) We livin’ for the thrill, and we takin’ the reign, (16) Straight to my brain, let the good times reign! Use in Studio or License entail [?] They tails rattle, but they fail in battle I pop jail shout outs while I bail Seattle I hear they chatter but to me it ain't matter I'm off some stamped passport with some cake batter, get madder Of course I've bagged it, there's sadder and badder He's the former, I'm the latter He got to buy all the things he brag bout - me? When I came out already had it so I know what it's about .ackin flows I'm in the back of G van with (?)'s Pop Tell me his son was abouts to get hot These is town niggas, I'm thinking why not Get reals my bros, but she don't wanna not I practice in Blackness when macking my flows This what an African nigga gon' know Like Gule, and Sabe and Jurado They clip the AK, 'so what's happenin' bro?' The usual, pimped on a [?] Casablanca with Yeezys yawning