Enzo, A Million bucks Look at my seats boy, They sewn like a tux Louis this and Gucci that That's, That's on my back My Paper this, My paper that Why
here's where we need ya, right here's where we need ya Welcome back Welcome back, welcome back, that thug's back Welcome back, welcome back, Harlem's
that paper pushin' green and snowyflaka Make a good girl turn to sinna Puttin' inches all up in her Blaze the bitch up now she's a bread winner I'm a
cap, forty-five nine's every glock Blow you up in that very spot you standing in then vanishing Undo this manana then, throw away this can and then Back
(chorus) uhh ya'll ain't ready for this nuh-uh ya'll ain't ready for this uh ya'll ain't ready for this, come on, you no ready for this SPM i tightin
boulevard Lets take it easy lets not make this hard I wanna get away and I know where to start Looking at the stars laying down on your charm That?s right baby boy
cryed enough for you If I was a bad girl would you Love me more if I did everything Those girls did before [Brown Boy:] What's up ma it's your boy Brown boy
cap, forty five nine's every glock Blow you up in that very spot you standing in Then vanishing Undo this manana then, throw away this can and then Back
[Verse 1:] It's sick in here and it's thick in here And the party got started up oh so quick in here. Lady's dancing, but nobody turning tricks in here
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enough for you If I was a bad girl would you Love me more if I did everything Those girls did before [Brown Boy:] What's up ma it's your boy Brown boy
It's to you, it's to you, it's to you, it's to you (baby), It's to you, it's to you, it's to you (said it's to you baby), It's to you, it's to you (yeah
he's no good that boy's a fucking creep-the boy's no good, he's a hood, he won't treat you like he should i said the boy's no good, he's a hood, he won