Blues Brothers

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Yeah, yeah
WLVS, looking for strippers and cocaine
Yeah
We are not the same
.30 and the .40 and I like to aim
All my niggas doin' numbers like a stock exchange
Want the money and the power, get your life exchanged
God, we are not the same
You just wanna play and I don’t like the games
All this money on me, who am I to blame?
All this money on me, only God to blame?
God, we are not the same
.30 and the .40 and I like to aim
All my niggas doin' numbers like a stock exchange
Want the money and the power, get your life exchanged
God, we are not the same
You just wanna play and I don’t like the games
All this money on me, who am I to blame?
All this money on me, only God to blame? (Yeah yeah, alright)
Out in Miami, with some bands on the boat
Got a bad freak bitch with my hands 'round her throat
Get her weed and some coke, or the pills or dope
And it all comes low when you fuckin' with the G.O.A.T
Get your ass licked, before you ass kiss
So think first, before you start to show me
And it’s Twizzy F, in that FS4
Fuck 'em all with two condoms on
Got a bad bitch with no panties on, she in the nasty zone
And Twizzy F, I fly private nigga
So it’s big dope in my carry-on
When I’m in L.A., I get sloppy-toppy
When I’m in the A, I get Georgia dome
Moved out at like 14, so you ain’t gotta, run the home
Two’d it up, and throw that ass back
Told her lead number, her
In that pussy like shawty low
Got a nigga screamin', done done it all
That’s dope dick, that’s Tylenol
Her legs stick, that’s volleyball
She on her knees like she prayin' to me
So I bust a nut on her collarbone
Got her blood flowin',
Fuckin' all night, that’s Adderal
Walk around chunkin' big B’s, steppin' in this bitch like Lavar Ball
Chris King the young gremlin, nigga
And Twizzy baby, young gargoyle
Cocaine that’s off white
But we pitch this shit like hardball
Moonlight
We are not the same
.30 and the .40 and I like to aim
All my niggas doin' numbers like a stock exchange
Want the money and the power, get your life exchanged
God, we are not the same
You just wanna play and I don’t like the games
All this money on me, who am I to blame?
All this money on me, only God to blame?
God, we are not the same
.30 and the .40 and I like to aim
All my niggas doin' numbers like a stock exchange
Want the money and the power, get your life exchanged
God, we are not the same
You just wanna play and I don’t like the games
All this money on me, who am I to blame?
All this money on me, only God to blame?
If you owe me ten, you’re not givin' me nine
Eat my dust when you’re tailin' behind
I gotta couple bad bitches beggin' me for my time
And don’t wipe your nose if you really ain’t slime
Money always on the phone, don’t you tie up my line
Pussy wet as kayak, and I do scuba dive
She had to tell a nigga stop, he ain’t movin' too bright
But she told me keep goin' 'cause I’m doin' it right, yeah
Hol' up, take initiative, get in here like admission
Yeah I’m built for war, for sure, yeah I’m conditioned for it
Paparazzi followed a nigga in the Aventador
Money too high, she standin' on all her tippy-toes
Young Money and the Snotty Nose Mafia
Reverse foreigns all out the garage, I’m gone
And I’m sippin' on lean, I got it out the mud
And I spread the whole clip, tell her not to bust
We are not the same
.30 and the .40 and I like to aim
All my niggas doin' numbers like a stock exchange
Want the money and the power, get your life exchanged
God, we are not the same
You just wanna play and I don’t like the games
All this money on me, who am I to blame?
All this money on me, only God to blame?
God, we are not the same
.30 and the .40 and I like to aim
All my niggas doin' numbers like a stock exchange
Want the money and the power, get your life exchanged
God, we are not the same
You just wanna play and I don’t like the games
All this money on me, who am I to blame?
All this money on me, only God to blame?
WLVS, looking for strippers and cocaine