Ay
So I show that acid, percs, ay
She ain’t really know what to do
All my niggas we ain’t go to school
All my niggas we was sellin’ food
[Hook]
Money call, think I’mma answer it
Money call, answer it
Money call, answer it
Money call, answer it
Who got the white? I do! I do! Who got the coke? I do! Who got the sprite? Who got the white? Who got the sprite? Ay
Can you show me, show ya work? Who got the coke? [Verse]
Who got the burner? Who got the sprite? Who got the sprite? Who got the coke? Who got the white? Who got the white? Bloody, bloody, bloody murder
They know everything crackin’
Shootin’ out the V swervin’
Niggas know how I do it
Got shells like the turtle, ay
Blue dot, red rum, ay
Rocka rocka with the drum, ay
I tell niggas eat the gun, ay
We don’t do this shit for fun, ay
Yeah, fill up the cabinet, ay
I get the money, I’m cashin’ it, ay
I get the cash and I’m stashin’ it, ay
Trappin’ with all Trinidadians, ay
Niggas they know how I’m flexin’, ay
Think that I’m P90Xin’, ay
These niggas think that I work out, ay
Its so heavy when the work out, ay
God damn, god damn, ay
Who the plug for the Xans? I do! [Hook]
Money call, think I’mma answer it
Money call, answer it
Money call, answer it
Money call, answer it
Who got the white? Sheesh.. Who got the white? Who got the coke? Who got the sprite? Who got the coke? Ay
Who the plug for the work? Who got the white? I do! Who got the coke? Who got the coke? [Intro]
Yeah, trappin’! Who got the white? I do! Who got the sprite? Brrt! I do! Who got the coke? Who got the sprite? I do! Who got the sprite?

[Intro]
One, two
One, two, three, four
[Verse 1]
On the road again
Just can’t wait to get on the road again
The life I love is makin’ music with my friends
And I can’t wait to get on the road again
[Verse 2]
On the road again
Goin’ places that I’ve never been
Seein’ things that I may never see again
And I can’t wait to get on the road again
[Chorus]
On the road again
Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway
We’re the best of friends
Insisting that the world be turnin’ our way
And our way…
[Verse 3]
Is on the road again
Just can’t wait to get on the road again
The life I love is makin’ music with my friends
And I can’t wait to get on the road again
[Chorus]
On the road again
Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway
We’re the best of friends
Insisting that the world be turnin’ our way
And our way…
[Verse 4]
Is on the road again
Just can’t wait to get on the road again
The life I love is makin’ music with my friends
And I can’t wait to get on the road again
And I can’t wait to get on the road again

[Verse 1]
I know you heard that I’m leaving (don’t go)
Them pretty lights are deceiving (I know)
I see your face when I’m dreaming (go slow)
Chi City
Yeah, she blows me away
You know I wish I could stay
Keeps me lost in her ways
Chi City
I don’t wanna leave you baby
I don’t wanna leave you baby
Chi City

[Verse 1]
I can see behind your eyes
As I pause to watch the sky
Should I take this leap
Or will it bury me
[Chorus]
If only I, only I, could change
If only, only I, if only I could
If only, only I, if only I could
If only, only I, if only I could
I would do it all again
If only I could
[Verse 2]
I can’t speak
I’m submerged
Maybe I don’t deserve
I’m the only one to blame
If only I, only I, could change
[Chorus]
If only I, only I, could change
If only, only I, if only I could
If only, only I, if only I could
If only, only I, if only I could
I would do it all again
If only I could
[Pre-Chorus]
Tell the world I’m trying
Spread my wings I’m flying
Won’t continue to suffer
It could wreck my desire
[Chorus]
If only, only I, if only I could
If only, only I, if only I could
If only, only I, if only I could
I would do it all again
If only I could

Just my bank account and my blood pressure
I see him, I'm a wreck him
Stomped him with my gum, so he must be an extra
I'll show 'em how to stunt
Fred A-Rod, I ain't going for the bunt
Shots fly, peroxide, I'm laying in the cut
I'm a thousands pounds of uncut to the gut
[Hook]
[Verse 2: Fred the Godson]
Come on mama
My real mama in Florida
My ex mama, I dead her cause I was bored of her
I need more of you
What you don't like big boys? This is all baby fat, come on Kimora
She love my aura
Love it when I call her
Want me to press recorder her
Everytime I'm on her
Doug E. [Hook] [Intro:]
Fat Boys, fat boys
[Hook: Biggie Smalls X8]
Yeah I'm a bad boy
Nigga I'm too fat
[Verse 1: Fred the Godson]
5'9", two-fifty, gut like I'm 6 months
Five nines, 250 worth of bricks pump
I deliver what the strip wants
It's only my job, took the trip once
They told me chop like this
Old head told me play the block like this
Coke head said he want his rock like this
Know yall wish yall had it locked like this
Yessir
What'up Fred? Biggie
B-I-G-G-I-E aka G-O-D, get it? Fresh on her
O-o-on her, o-o-on her, o-o-on her
Uh, I mean I'm hotter than a sauna
Fred from that back block, met her on the corner
However I stay Gucci down to the socks
Spots in blocks filled with rocks
She said "Stop! Biggie
The greatest ever, peace out to Brooklyn
But I'm big Bronx, I'm coming for the cooking
Every bitch looking, I'm fresh out of the booking
Niggas like "take it where it need to be tooken"
This is my warning, I will claim victory
Chewing on some Juicy Fruit, you can't do shit
Flow unbelievable, kick in the door with it
Bitch get hypnotized when I come raw with it
Sky is the limit, they love me cause I'm nice
Mama tucked me in, gave me long kiss goodnight
They praying on my downfall, can't see me
Please throw down some ice for the nicest MC
Fred! Uhh? [Hook]
[Verse 3: Fred the Godson]
B-I-G-G-I-E aka G-O-D, get it? You want these legs? You may just wait"
She's said "you're falling off nigga
You're losing weight"
Asked what I want her to cook and I just ate
Still T-bone steak, cheese eggs and Welch's grape
Fred!

Shot that Shit Ay
Guns They Shot that Shit Ay
I was f*cking RNB Seems like God Damn
You See How I Pop That Bitch
Everything Changes
Nigga My Life Is Amazing
Yea I Got Money Its Raining
Im Only Counting Them Franklins
Nigga Im Banking Im Banking
I Call Chase Up And We Chase It
This Is My Life You Can’t Face It
I Used To Trap Out The Basement
(Im Trapping)
Wait, Pull Up Hop Out
Nigga Said f*ck School, Then I Went and Dropped Out
Ay Wait, Pull Up Hop Out, Yea I Got Good Weed
Make a Nigga Knockout
Pull up Hop Out
Pull Up Hop Out
Ay, Pull Up Pull Up
Hop Out
Nigga Said f*ck School, Then I Went and Dropped Out
Nigga, Ay Pull Up Hop Out Wait
They Know What Im Doing (What Are You Doing)
Doin What Im Doin (What)
Pull Up Hop Out Wait
They Know What Im Doing
Pull Up Hop Out
Pull Up Hop Out
Yea Hahaha Ye
Pull Up Hop Out
Pull Up Hop Out
Pull up (Skrr)
Pull Up Hop Out
Pull Up Pull Up
Hop Out
Wait, Pull Up Hop Out
Nigga Said f*ck School, Then I Went and Dropped Out
Ay Wait, Pull Up Hop Out, Yea I Got Good Weed
Make a Nigga Knockout
Pull up Hop Out
Pull Up Hop Out
Ay, Pull Up Pull Up
Hop Out
Nigga Said f*ck School, Then I Went and Dropped Out
Nigga, Ay Pull Up Hop Out Ay
They Know What Im Doing (What Are You Doing)
Doin What Im Doin (What)
Pull Up Hop Out Wait
They Know What Im Doing
Pull Up Hop Out
Pull Up Hop Out
Yea Yea
Bitch I Wasn’t Trapping Cause Its Cool
Lil Nigga I Was Trapping Cause I Had To
(Trapping Trapping)
Changed Schools Trapping Out The Bathroom
I Was in School I Was Trapping Out The Classroom Uh
Imma BK No Fast Food
I was in BK Selling All The Fast Food
(Trapping)
Uh Yea, Nigga Try To Diss Me? Then The Audience will Come and Clap You
I Got It On Him
He Got It On Him
He Ain’t Finna Show It
And My Teeth is Closing
And I cannot Floss it
My Nigga Im Flossing
I Kick Your Bitch Out And I Think Im Chuck Norris
Look At My Pockets They look Like A Forrest
Nigga I Get In And Outta Town Uh
Ballin it in out of bounds Uh
Gotta Town I Go In Ay
I Go Way Above The Rim Uh
I Like To Drink On The Hennessy
Boy Thats Bombay I Be Drinking The Gin
And I Gotta Hit
Wait, Pull Up Hop Out
Nigga Said f*ck School, Then I Went and Dropped Out
Ay Wait, Pull Up Hop Out, Yea I Got Good Weed
Make a Nigga Knockout
Pull up Hop Out
Pull Up Hop Out
Ay, Pull Up Pull Up
Hop Out
Nigga Said f*ck School, Then I Went and Dropped Out
Nigga, Ay Pull Up Hop Out Wait
They Know What Im Doing (What Are You Doing)
Doin What Im Doin (What)
Pull Up Hop Out Wait
They Know What Im Doing
Pull Up Hop Out
Pull Up Hop Out
Yea
She Know Every Single Word To My Song
God Damn I Ain’t Even Drop That Shit
(God Damn)
Niggas Talking Drop Top Whips
IDGAF I Ain’t Even Got That Shit
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