[Intro: Friday]
They both at work
Where your ass need to be, nigga
Excuse me, brother
What we call drugs at 74th street Baptist church we call a sinny-sin-sin
Well, around here between Normandie and Western
We call this here a little twenty-twen-twen
Well
Nigga
Just give me a little for my cataracts
You didn't put in on this, man
It's better to give than receive, my brother
Look, look. She bendin' over
Lord have mercy
The Lord is my shepherd
He know what I want
[Verse 1: Lil Dred]
I'm higher than a motherfucker, right now
Shoot a nigga dead in this shit right now
I'm so motherfuckin' fly got your bitch in that free lunch right now
Girl just wanna have fun
She don't wanna never grow up
Lil' mama wanna roll with me
I told lil mama roll one up
Slight trigger get the liquor pour up
Im'a leave up out this bitch tore up
Get a bucket just in case I throw up
Hold up let me switch the flow up
Now, now ridin' with me
No, we ain't a group nigga, no pretty ricky
We them hot boys puttin' on for the city
I'm the type that flame up when the streets get chilly
They ain't even from where I'm from, but they feel me
Because where I'm from where you blessed to see twenty
A whole lotta' hate and a whole lotta' envy
And that's why I blow smoke like a chimney
And sometimes I just float on a remy
Like I'm cat-walkin', you ain't really hear me
Miami bite like my dog, got that 2-50
Bikes up guns down, everybody say it with me boy I really
They both at work
Where your ass need to be, nigga
Excuse me, brother
What we call drugs at 74th street Baptist church we call a sinny-sin-sin
Well, around here between Normandie and Western
We call this here a little twenty-twen-twen
Well
Nigga
Just give me a little for my cataracts
You didn't put in on this, man
It's better to give than receive, my brother
Look, look. She bendin' over
Lord have mercy
The Lord is my shepherd
He know what I want
[Verse 1: Lil Dred]
I'm higher than a motherfucker, right now
Shoot a nigga dead in this shit right now
I'm so motherfuckin' fly got your bitch in that free lunch right now
Girl just wanna have fun
She don't wanna never grow up
Lil' mama wanna roll with me
I told lil mama roll one up
Slight trigger get the liquor pour up
Im'a leave up out this bitch tore up
Get a bucket just in case I throw up
Hold up let me switch the flow up
Now, now ridin' with me
No, we ain't a group nigga, no pretty ricky
We them hot boys puttin' on for the city
I'm the type that flame up when the streets get chilly
They ain't even from where I'm from, but they feel me
Because where I'm from where you blessed to see twenty
A whole lotta' hate and a whole lotta' envy
And that's why I blow smoke like a chimney
And sometimes I just float on a remy
Like I'm cat-walkin', you ain't really hear me
Miami bite like my dog, got that 2-50
Bikes up guns down, everybody say it with me boy I really
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