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(GLC)
Emancipate this ism and free the nation
I use these women as motivation
But they gotta know they places soft that I confuse my seventh, that my eighth bitch
And know they wanna say I ain’t shit, thats when I be like ok split
And now she getting wasted, everytime I leave, tears cover her face
Been to school, every test I aced it
Baby is a fool, thinking you replaced this
Knife persuasion, mac and game embrace is gracious
Made my list of chicks, something you should embrace
'mo money mo problems like Ma$e
Mo kush mo bottles by the case
Mo money mo models in my face
I’ve been pimping strong since first and second grade
Ain’t no way I can deal with second rate
Only special head, I guess I got it made
Terminator-Ism, manifest with the maids
Oh what a life the ism has been displayed
(Mckenzie Eddy)
… Overseas the tides are turned…
…Can’t put a price on what I do…
(Cash, Must)
Have you lost your motherfucking mind
And please excuse my expletives, since my intellect is kind
… Peace of mind
Grasshopper save it for the next life
You’ll become an earthworm satin for the housewife
And housewife don’t worry about your past life
Grab a spoon…
What a life, what a life, what a life, what a life
(Da$h)
I’m tangled in a web, but the women in drugs
Niggas greet me handshakes, they bitches with hugs
Know I do what I does, chinky eyed, smooth talker, high player
Shit I’m all of the above
Livin’ fast but I probably told you on my last song
They tellin’ me slow down or you won’t last long
To be honest I ain’t tryna live forever
Just long enough to get the 911 Carerra
With the black pipin’ on the leather
White seats lookin’ milky
Fuck Dirty Money, young and tryna be filthy
Came to separate the fake from the real B
Smokin’ on this reefer, won’t stop ’til it kill me
So they askin’ „What A Life, What A Life”
My drink gettin’ warm where the ice, where the ice?
And my joint gettin’ off where my light, where my light?
Can’t pay dues if you ain’t know the price nigga
(Yeah So)
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