Type the characters from the picture above: Input is case-insensitive. Unless They Got They Glasses On Get Your Bifocal Game. Girl I'm moving on, just take your ass home. Some of us are lovers, most of y'all haters.
Nigga, I'm straight, my girl a faggot. You see a lot of crooks and the crooks still crook. Attention all shooters, I'm a shooting star. Weezy F baby and the F ain't for fear. I ain't never ran from a lil wayne rooney. Well connected, got killers off in Chicago. I'm all about my Franklins, Lincolns, and Reagans Whenever they make them, I shall hayve them Oops, I meant "have them"—I'm so crazy But if you play crazy, you be sleeping with daisies I'm such a hayvoc—oops, I meant "havoc" And my drink's still pinker than the Easter rabbit And I'm still col' like Keyshia's family Stove on my waist turn beef to patties (Bow! )
Millz in this bitch he said fuck them hoes. When I was in jail she let me call her collect. And I be stuck in lust and quick to a bust a nut and take a nigga's dame with' no shame. Yeah, I tell her 'now go on, pop that p-ssy for me'. I know your name, yeah. Try me and run into a wall, outfielder.
But I can't keep hearing it over and over again. Light that Ashton Kutcher, I'm a limit pusher. I tried to pay attention but attention paid me. I ain't never ran from a lil wayne's world. She was sleeping on me, but she's a light sleeper. Well just make sure that bitch is beautiful. Girl I got that 12 play for ya, that 12 play for ya, that 12 play for ya). So in other words nigga, do your thing. Ok, I'm walking on needles, sticking to the point.
Look who crept in with automatic weapons, reppin' qb till the death of him. Big money, big money, deep pockets. Released: October 31, 2006. Got the girl twisted 'cause she open when you twist her. Top down, it's upset been f-cking the world and n-gga and I aint cum yet! Tuck these, I fuck these on your mind, pause. I try to slow down, and I get rear ended. Playaz Circle - Duffle Bag Boy: listen with lyrics. Big Bun B, but you already knew that. Two glock 40′s, nigga you got 80 problems. Yeah) Weed and syrup 'Til I die (Okay, new Playaz Circle) As a matter of fact, it's gon' kill me, bitch! Have the inside scoop on this song?
So I'm feeling alright I'm tryna stay aware. "Duffle Bag Boy Lyrics. " I'm beneficial, I've been official. Lil Tunechi or Young Tunafish. Uh, but shit than again maybe she will.