YUNG JOEY lyrics : "2K12"
Respect my hustle, ^!$$% respect my grind
Respect my (*##$ ^!$$%, respect my mind
Think about me, she got money on her?
Respect big dowg, respect my crib
This brick squad, you can suck my dick
Through my draws and the polo too
Matchin t with the long ?
My life's ?^!$$% how bout you?
Burgundy beemer, European?
I feel like? for the slice?
Big like? i'am push the lights on
I run %#@! like a little mad drummer
? and kush got it from an old summer
? white Obama
You $#&@ed up, don't worry about tomorrow
This my year, never fake it's my season
I hit the club, all the #~!!@ !@$@s leaving
You still here, must have a good reason
Don't piss me off, I was having a good evening, good evening,
I won't $#&@ with you, you ain't gotta $#&@ with me
They pay to see me, they see you everyday for free
Stop mean mugging, #~!!@ ^!$$% cut it out
I'll eat you and rape you, you $#&@ in your mouth
Black on black, ? challenger, su hu bricks?
?pull up on ya, eat your $$# like cocoa
?vip make your baby mama roll up
Big dope %#@!, lil ^!$$% get your dough out.
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