Sucky Lil Boy

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Sucky Lil Boy

Start somethin, get your heart pumpin And have sex, while my homeboy directs While I'm makin' moves and that party jumpin' Pay respect to the projects, My best friend be my lady Wrapped around a hot nickelodeon My little nephew's a crack baby And call the bitch a dirty custodian Swung line to line of mine You can take it High six, or more six, four or nine Convertible shift kit Everything nigga you know This is og burgundy brown Is takin' you and your ho So I'm layin' it down Click click blow, blow click click blow You could have had anything My motto, get gold, then fuck a hoe A battling, all broads on my ding-a-ling Plus heat toast, stay street code and eat souls Full equipped with rhetoric that enlights the mind Kardinal is gonna show you how the T dot rolls Constant rhymes that taunt my kind All my soldiers, stand forth! And if you believe, you could fly I raised you in the North Read inside, bloody goodbyes, stupid sayings when ya die Waitin' on my daddy just to take his ass away Stack your bricks, the time is take your pick Party for her birthday? Yeah for her birthday We slab riding, and everything is thick But it's so much clearer They saw he got his own money into a whole new era The Statue of Liberty is green with envy Keep it gangsta, keep it real Got me aimin' to pound on dangerous ground Payback's a motherfucka sour dope deal But If I was 40's bound But I wont let you get to me And get paid by now, shit, guess you won't Party people in the place to be And he proved that MC Shan from Queens was no conte #follow #love #bad #comment #advice

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8 years ago

Start somethin, get your heart pumpin And have sex, while my homeboy directs While I'm makin' moves and that party jumpin' Pay respect to the projects, My best friend be my lady Wrapped around a hot nickelodeon My little nephew's a crack baby And call the bitch a dirty custodian Swung line to line of mine You can take it High six, or more six, four or nine Convertible shift kit Everything nigga you know This is og burgundy brown Is takin' you and your ho So I'm layin' it down Click click blow, blow click click blow You could have had anything My motto, get gold, then fuck a hoe A battling, all broads on my ding-a-ling Plus heat toast, stay street code and eat souls Full equipped with rhetoric that enlights the mind Kardinal is gonna show you how the T dot rolls Constant rhymes that taunt my kind All my soldiers, stand forth! And if you believe, you could fly I raised you in the North Read inside, bloody goodbyes, stupid sayings when ya die Waitin' on my daddy just to take his ass away Stack your bricks, the time is take your pick Party for her birthday? Yeah for her birthday We slab riding, and everything is thick But it's so much clearer They saw he got his own money into a whole new era The Statue of Liberty is green with envy Keep it gangsta, keep it real Got me aimin' to pound on dangerous ground Payback's a motherfucka sour dope deal But If I was 40's bound But I wont let you get to me And get paid by now, shit, guess you won't Party people in the place to be And he proved that MC Shan from Queens was no conte #follow #love #bad #comment #advice

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