Paroles Long Time par Blac Youngsta

F**k n***a
N***a, CMG, b*t*h
YSL, yeah
Yeah, yeah

I ain't popped a n***a in a long time
I ain't f**k lil' mama in a long time
Big machine gun, bring the drums out
Everybody like me with the doors out
Ain't f**k lil' mama in a long time
Don't play with me today, it's the wrong time
Ain't smacked a n***a in a long time
I ain't ever stood in a long time
All your cars rented, but I own mine
My b*t*hes spent a hundred shopping online
Them CMG boys know them mob ties
I bought a new Wraith with some frog eyes

Racks, big ol' bags
Hundred xan, take your man
Take your b*t*h for the dance
For the squad, for my daddy
F**k everybody around me, lil' baby
I just might buy you the new sixteen McLaren, yeah
F**k all that bullsh*t, I'm daring, yeah
F**k all that bullsh*t, ain't average, yeah
Baby, just suck on some good d**k
Baby better suck on some rich d**k
Shawty wanna taste on that rich neck
Shawty want it all on her biscuit
Shawty want it all on her friends
Shawty wanna three way and beat me up
All these b*t*hes pretty [?]
Put all them big b*t*hes in the back
Roll on that b*t*h like a centipede
Them percs by Chanel, they like ten a piece
Baby, slow down, bae, you killing me
Bae, I need sexual healing please
R. Kelly, I swear I'm freaky freaky
These b*t*hes looking so sneaky-deaky
You know that I'm slime like the deacon, deacon
That pu**y so wet, it's just leaking, leaking
I ain't popped a n***a in a long time
I ain't f**k lil' mama in a long time
Big machine gun, bring the drums out
Everybody like me with the doors out
Ain't f**k lil' mama in a long time
Don't play with me today, it's the wrong time
Ain't smacked a n***a in a long time
I ain't ever stood in a long time
All your cars rented, but I own mine
My b*t*hes spent a hundred shopping online
Them CMG boys know them mob ties
I bought a new Wraith with some frog eyes

Got me a MAC on me
Try to rob me, change your plans
F**k n***a shot at me a hundred times and missed
Change your mans
Don't play with me today, I'm in a bad mood
I'ma have to show you what this MAC do
Young n***a getting a whole lot of money
I'ma go and [?]
I'm dripping in designer
Pour a four a Fanta
Glock twenty seven, no handle
Can't f**k with that b*t*h, I got [?]
I got b*t*hes way in Miami
I got b*t*hes way in Atlanta
I'ma have to kidnap your family
I might have to hold her for ransom
Only if you knew my struggle
You don't understand what I been
Lord, can you please forgive me for everything that I did
I don't ever talk on the phone line
I don't pay these lil' n***as no mind
Everybody mad 'cause I'm up now
I been getting money for a long time
I ain't popped a n***a in a long time
I ain't f**k lil' mama in a long time
Big machine gun, bring the drums out
Everybody like me with the doors out
Ain't f**k lil' mama in a long time
Don't play with me today, it's the wrong time
Ain't smacked a n***a in a long time
I ain't ever stood in a long time
All your cars rented, but I own mine
My b*t*hes spent a hundred shopping online
Them CMG boys know them mob ties
I bought a new Wraith with some frog eyes