All my niggaz get together to gather loot
But our flow's the truest
Whole Midwest, Detroit, nap town, St. Louis
Yeah, they say he, down, down
Our girls is the models
Yeah, let's speed it up, y'all hear people talking 'bout
The nerve I never hated on murders we meditated
My bitches pure thick
The game's in a nuisance, no no
'Cause I'm back on my grind
I got brought up with crooking
Kill you shoot the funeral up
Shaking to bake, shaking to Jake's
Killa, baby, Kayne this that 1970's heroin flow
It's I who come by drive through
Money back on my mind, no no
Doggy on fire minks gators that's necessary
Ye and killa Cam, the world is mine
'Cause I'm back on my grind
Yo, aiyyo you dealing with some sure shit
Dayton, Youngstown, Cleveland, Cincinnati
Our girls is the models
I keep bitches straight up like Simon says
Open vagina put ya legs behind ya head
Ye and killa Cam , the world is mine
I live in a zoo I run scandals with savages
Like the car came with hammers, he's back
Gator told Maury three quarters sky blue
She dealing with killa so you love her taste
I feel like Bill Cosby, pouring in the pudding
Bodyguard for what dog, I'd rather shoot
My man and Tana, guns everywhere
You got pets me too mines are dead
Hit you from a block away
They trying to say he, down, down
Money back on my mind, no no
Court case, briefcase, suitcase, cases of Cris
For anyone who owed you dough I had to load the fo
They trying to say he, down, down
Hand grenade goggles and a parachute
Yeah, they say he, down, down
Yeah, they say he, down, down
The game's in a nuisance, no no
Kitchen orders that I'm cooking
Killa, yeah, come on
South side wild honeys, you know what it is Ohio
They coochies the juiciest
Cop me and 1's hon lime and red
Y'all don't even know the name of my fleet
Pluck ya ace take ya girl fuck her face
Columbus holla at ya boy, you know what else I do?
You don't know bout the cases I get
Harlem shake naw, I'm in Harlem shaking away
Playing soccer stupid stay in a sucker's place
Play razor tag slice ya face bury
But our flow's the truest
It gets boring just looking
Ye and killa Cam , the world is mine
Yeah, they say, he down and out
Our girls is the models
Yeah, they say, he down and out
'Cause I'm back on my grind
Aiyyo, street mergers I legislated
Look at Mami eyes blue, five two
I go to war old timbs batted boots
Accessories my closet's pet cemetery
I'm laughing you couldn't wait to escape
You a stewardess good ma, I fly too
But our flow's the truest
Man, they don't know we fixing to kill the game this year
Interior, inferior star spangled banner, car game bananas
It was touch me, tease me when case was the shit
Drinking sake on a Suzuki, we in Osaka bay
Now the dashboard is wooden from a hard tangled grammar
They coochies the juiciest
They coochies the juiciest
Kiss ya picture though you still taped in a lake
Yeah, they say, he down and out
I hear niggaz saying he, down and out
I hear niggaz saying he, down and out
Now a nigga got baking to bey
I get approached by animal activists
Tony skin Louis, oh you fly too
The game's in a nuisance, no no
Songwriters: Fred J Briggs, Cam'Ron Giles, Brian Miller, Kanye Omari West
They trying to say he, down, down
Mine, killa you already know, Harlem
I hear niggaz saying he, down and out
Money back on my mind, no no
But got caught up with the chicks
And Harlem shake at your wake
Absurd I hesitated, observe cock and spray
Chicago of course, west side holla at me
I approached her hi boo, how you?
I hoped a nigga heard when I said I told you so, killa
Who high, who not, I'm back in
She swallowing killa 'cause she love the taste
Who really thought I wasn't from Brooklyn
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