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This Me
Webbie
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I wished for money, cars, clothes and golds, I was 11
And now I'm rich and all I wish is that I go to heaven
Just throw a few grams of some purple flowers on my coffin
I'll never turn up on my fam no matter what you offer
Just tell the twins not to cry, just tell 'em to relax
I'll be waiting where grandmama at, Winnette and Uncle Phat
'Fore I be a buster, I'd rather be like my big brother
Cuffed in handcuffs and ain't nobody gotta send me nothin'
Hard to kill with a heart of steel, hell yeah
I can raise motherfuckin' hell, bitch
Better ask somebody, I'm tellin' somebody better get these niggas
I'm up in this bitch solo, I don't need nobody with me, nigga
Try to get me, nigga, don't miss me, nigga, better hit me, nigga
Ain't nothin' that I can't do, Savage
You ain't gotta bullshit me, nigga
I sat back, fuck that, I'm back
You ain't motherfuckin' miss me, nigga
If I die, my niggas gon' ride like a motherfuckin' ten-speed, nigga
Still the same lil' nigga since I was little, now I'm just bigger
Better look at me, nigga, this me, nigga
If you think I just lucked up, you got me so fucked up
Left them niggas 'lone, yeah, I did it, so what?
And I ain't finna let them niggas get me fucked up
I'm right here, I ain't got nowhere to fuckin' go
Hittin' niggas for the low, give me fifty for a show
Got a pound for the floor, I could drown in a mo'
Rosรฉ by the case, more drank than the store
Ho ice cold like she live in the snow
Gucci every day like I live in the store
Smoke more weed than a motherfucker grow
Got a car, no keys, I just get in there and go
I got the pedal to the floor
Wet, wet paint, yeah, the motherfucker glow
Catchin' every stain that a motherfucker throw
I ain't never gon' change, hell motherfuckin' no
And I'm the bad lil' nigga
I never look back, I can crack my mirror
Ain't nothin' in this whole damn world I'm fearin'
Ain't nothin' in the world I'm fearin'
And I'm so serious
All in my business, these niggas so curious
Young Sweet Jones, this me, nigga
Better ask somebody, I'm tellin' somebody better get these niggas
I'm up in this bitch solo, I don't need nobody with me, nigga
Try to get me, nigga, don't miss me, nigga, better hit me, nigga
Ain't nothin' that I can't do, Savage
You ain't gotta bullshit me, nigga
I sat back, fuck that, I'm back
You ain't motherfuckin' miss me, nigga
If I die, my niggas gon' ride like a motherfuckin' ten-speed, nigga
Still the same lil' nigga since I was little, now I'm just bigger
Better look at me, nigga, this me, nigga
I blast off right damn now, they'll have to come get me, nigga
Don't none of my fans don't diss me, nigga
Don't none of my pants don't fit me, nigga
Couldn't see me with a TV
Better go and look up at the cover of my CD
This BET at its baddest
I'm Webbie, they call me Savage
Got carats like I'm a rabbit
Stay stabbin' like it's a habit
I don't want nothin', I have it
And I ain't braggin', I'm stackin'
I told myself that I owed myself
Championship belt, but quiet, that's kept
If you got that bitch, just watch that bitch
Nigga knowin' me, I'll be done shot that bitch
I got tired of my bitch
Gave that ho to lil' Richie Rich
And he gave that ho to one of y'all niggas
And we don't like hoes up in the clique
From Louisiana to the Fringe State
Trill fam, we been straight
Still'll hustle my ass off
'Fore they get the plate like I never ate
Better ask somebody, I'm tellin' somebody better get these niggas
I'm up in this bitch solo, I don't need nobody with me, nigga
Try to get me, nigga, don't miss me, nigga, better hit me, nigga
Ain't nothin' that I can't do, Savage
You ain't gotta bullshit me, nigga
I sat back, fuck that, I'm back
You ain't motherfuckin' miss me, nigga
If I die, my niggas gon' ride like a motherfuckin' ten-speed, nigga
Still the same lil' nigga since I was little, now I'm just bigger
Better look at me, nigga, this me, nigga
Still the same ol' cat since way back, ain't that much changed, nigga
With a Mustang turned to a Ferrari, leather seats, no top with her
Bad bitch, so bright, look white
Independent and she work up at a hospital
I'll send y'all boys right to a job
Site to the back like you work with her
Yeah, these niggas gettin' money, but these niggas
So pussy, bet they probably got a purse with 'em
Catch me chillin' in the hood with a nigga
So hood, nigga probably got work with him
I'm the prince of the trill, if you really
Ain't real, really, I ain't even try to see 'em
If you fuck with this here, on the real, I'll
Show a show of love, hate to have to be 'em
Run that bitch just like the people
No one's leavin' and no one's breathin'
Raid the closets, check the dresser
Kill everybody, double-check 'em
Trill for life, bitch, respect it
Disrespect it, you'll regret it
If you still don't get the message, you better check it
Sweet Jones
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