You gotta come up, gotta put your life on the line To try to make it out the hood in these trifling times You gotta come up, you gotta makes some ends
motherfuckers who just happened to meet at the right time What a coincidence it is, cause when 50 got shot up in Jamaica Queens, I still remember the call up
Promise I Will Make It Good) It's On Tonight [Verse 1:] It's Your Afrodisiac Always Keep You Comin Back Gotta Get You In The Mood Let's Fly Into Ecstacy Come
the lava inside a volcano, bro (Never snitch, never dominate I'll be wild, smokin drowsy) Fuckin up my economics, is it rather ironic Sippin gin, juice
up" (FIRE IT UP), say "fire it up" (FIRE IT UP) To all my dogs that stay bloody, well around in the 500, all day, Lemme here you say "fire it up" (
to know about for real [Chorus] Juice these hoes (what), juice these hoes (say it), all my playas grab ya nuts and juice these hoes (come on), juice these hoes (what), juice
ella, e-ella-vator She's stuck on my ella, e-ella-vator She's stuck on my ehh o ehh oh She gotta nail kit, she gotta hair kit She gotta a Gucci bag,
bang empire (singsong) W.C. the C & B walker conduct the blue chucker painter pants yep I'm still bangin' on you busters In the Shark Bar G'd up I got
juice Everybody look better when you on that juice If you get me in the zone, I'll dance with you When you look like this, them boys they wanna come
GROWN MAN [Verse 2] I try to keep my head up, but I die to keep my bread up And usually I'm feed up thinkin everythangs a set up But I get up this stick
it Ya gotta bend ya ass wit it, act a ass wit it [Verse 2: B.G.] That's right, act a fool bitch Do what you do hoe After I finish don't get up gotta
it Ya gotta bend ya ass wit it, act a ass wit it (Verse 2: B.G.) That's right, act a fool bitch Do what you do hoe After I finish don't get up gotta
a little juice Drippin, come through before catching hittin and leave with no bull shittin' 'Cause it makes no sense to me With your makin love fantasies First thing, gotta
when I say so. So crack some bub wit me demons get some Love wit me. Do what you gotta do to get what you Gotta get I gotta get it all Tecca nina
up thing we do What a nightmare come true Or a playground if we choose And I choose Don't know who made this all come true But now while you're here You just gotta
up all asleep when you're up on them wheels Ain't no doubt, hit me when I peep for this wheat field Once again, on my wicked high, gotta have that dank
[Chorus] I gotta stay high I I I I I I I I until I die I I I I I I I I gotta stay high I I I I I I I I until I die I I I I I I I I gotta stay high I I
