Real niggas never switch for pussy if you not a killer then don't push me
Won't harm me if you see my breed just don't let me ever catch you looking
One things for certain shit don't get by me she ain't bad enough to be with no ID
Keep some real niggas and a breed by me and though she be beside me trust she's no side piece
No back pedaling make a nigga do the running man
Bet 30 at the craps table came up 3 stacks made a nigga do the money dance
And all roads lead to the shine you can't catch what you can't find
Hearing everything through the grapevine getting real selfish with my time
I can have yours but you can't have mine
No purple dreads just lean in this cup still this uzi's vert make Bond jump out of his tux
Top dog with too much pussy to play with overzealous with the drugs had me anxious to meet my maker
True story how much soul do my sins take and no Nittany could ever alter this pen state
Prince floating purp potent reign only just to ease my mind MJ moonwalking from the free throw line
I get tied up and never get tired and fired up
But never misfire which judge getting subpoenaed
And Gilbert fill up arenas bring back all the Selenas
And Martin had a dream that Pam been sleeping with Gina
Now I've been contemplating suicide
Not to die the real suicide is to stay alive where niggas hang you out to dry
And pussy niggas kill your vibe I figured life and death just kind of coincides
Picture me rolling hotheaded with cold shoulders, on a fast break
All alone no one around, plenty of bounce but still I figure roll it
The curtains Egyptian cotton for when they close em
Billboards looking like wanted posters and put the bloody mary's on a bloody coaster
You never cherish all the things you notice f*ck playing we doing all the coaching
Keep an eye on all my enemies still keep em in play
Cuba Gooding how y'all niggas act for radio play
Cause I can't let no other niggas rush me, rush me
I know they can't reach me in my duffy, duffy
Everybody out here just wants something but I can't let nobody take this from me
Vince Godson - Montego Bay Delay Lyrics
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Real niggas never switch for pussy if you not a killer then don't push me
Won't harm me if you see my breed just don't let me ever catch you looking
One things for certain shit don't get by me she ain't bad enough to be with no ID
Keep some real niggas and a breed by me and though she be beside me trust she's no side piece
No back pedaling make a nigga do the running man
Bet 30 at the craps table came up 3 stacks made a nigga do the money dance
And all roads lead to the shine you can't catch what you can't find
Hearing everything through the grapevine getting real selfish with my time
I can have yours but you can't have mine
No purple dreads just lean in this cup still this uzi's vert make Bond jump out of his tux
Top dog with too much pussy to play with overzealous with the drugs had me anxious to meet my maker
True story how much soul do my sins take and no Nittany could ever alter this pen state
Prince floating purp potent reign only just to ease my mind MJ moonwalking from the free throw line
I get tied up and never get tired and fired up
But never misfire which judge getting subpoenaed
And Gilbert fill up arenas bring back all the Selenas
And Martin had a dream that Pam been sleeping with Gina
Now I've been contemplating suicide
Not to die the real suicide is to stay alive where niggas hang you out to dry
And pussy niggas kill your vibe I figured life and death just kind of coincides
Picture me rolling hotheaded with cold shoulders, on a fast break
All alone no one around, plenty of bounce but still I figure roll it
The curtains Egyptian cotton for when they close em
Billboards looking like wanted posters and put the bloody mary's on a bloody coaster
You never cherish all the things you notice f*ck playing we doing all the coaching
Keep an eye on all my enemies still keep em in play
Cuba Gooding how y'all niggas act for radio play
Cause I can't let no other niggas rush me, rush me
I know they can't reach me in my duffy, duffy
Everybody out here just wants something but I can't let nobody take this from me
Won't harm me if you see my breed just don't let me ever catch you looking
One things for certain shit don't get by me she ain't bad enough to be with no ID
Keep some real niggas and a breed by me and though she be beside me trust she's no side piece
No back pedaling make a nigga do the running man
Bet 30 at the craps table came up 3 stacks made a nigga do the money dance
And all roads lead to the shine you can't catch what you can't find
Hearing everything through the grapevine getting real selfish with my time
I can have yours but you can't have mine
No purple dreads just lean in this cup still this uzi's vert make Bond jump out of his tux
Top dog with too much pussy to play with overzealous with the drugs had me anxious to meet my maker
True story how much soul do my sins take and no Nittany could ever alter this pen state
Prince floating purp potent reign only just to ease my mind MJ moonwalking from the free throw line
I get tied up and never get tired and fired up
But never misfire which judge getting subpoenaed
And Gilbert fill up arenas bring back all the Selenas
And Martin had a dream that Pam been sleeping with Gina
Now I've been contemplating suicide
Not to die the real suicide is to stay alive where niggas hang you out to dry
And pussy niggas kill your vibe I figured life and death just kind of coincides
Picture me rolling hotheaded with cold shoulders, on a fast break
All alone no one around, plenty of bounce but still I figure roll it
The curtains Egyptian cotton for when they close em
Billboards looking like wanted posters and put the bloody mary's on a bloody coaster
You never cherish all the things you notice f*ck playing we doing all the coaching
Keep an eye on all my enemies still keep em in play
Cuba Gooding how y'all niggas act for radio play
Cause I can't let no other niggas rush me, rush me
I know they can't reach me in my duffy, duffy
Everybody out here just wants something but I can't let nobody take this from me
Writer: M. Carr
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