lirik lagu frost vegas - 2006
[intro]
round and round every time we go
only f-cking with you. i don’t love them hoes
bad b-tch i keep her on the low
she know i’m popping. check me at the door
[verse 1]
i’m riding real cautious. i’m ridin real slowly
ya hoe all up on me. she wanna know me
she think that i’m kobe, because we ballin
you can catch me in the studio. droppin tracks and sipping julio
you was hating on my mixtape. should acted like you knew me thou
i’ma common kamikaze n-gga. gonna flip the credit till my check is bigger
didn’t wanna let us in the game. im out here flexin actin like a n-gga
on my knees i grip my rosary. prayin to the lord to keep me center
n-ggas wanna see me out the game. i’m just hopin that you all remember
we was in the studio late nights. tryna rhyme get my name right
whipping up a master plan. got me bagging up a gram
young n-gga gotta get it how he live. i’m laid back but i ain’t taking no sh-t
you n-ggas trash yaw ain’t making no hits
she real live why you make her your chick? took her to the motel six for d-ck
[bridge]
you ain’t never seen nothing quit like this we moving
word around town ask about them n-ggas still losing
know she wanna roll cuz she see a young n-gga on game
it’s the same song every time we come
[hook]
round and round everytime we go
only f-ckin with you. i dont love them hoes
bad b-tch i keep her on the low
she know i’m poppin. check me at the door
[verse 2]
she roll on the d low. she hot as a kilo
i’m tryna stay chill. lil mama caught my eye
i love how she gone keep this sh-t real. we be fantasizing about how we gonna get off in the hills
all my n-ggas bout the money mission, going in for the k!ll
i roll on the d low my n-ggas roll celo
we tryna make mills. everything thing they wanna take from us i gotta get it its real
my momma call my phone telling me how they gone pay all the bills. so ima hustle
ima bouta hustle cuz this sh-t is real
my n-gga gizz locked up screamin free my n-gga. who know what he going through
i really feel for ya bra. wanna throw us down wanna f-ck up your whole mode
but we ain’t ever givin up all my life a n-gga had to learn to push through
so we gone have to give it up. this for n-gga locked up
try to throw us in the mud. make us put our hands up
i’m just tryna spread love, help us get our bands up
got on my knees and i pray. help us fight another case
they all want to be real.. but can’t look you in the face
[hook]
round and round everytime we go
only f-ckin with you. i dont love them hoes
bad b-tch i keep her on the low
she know i’m poppin. check me at the door
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