28 lyrics for "Look at me my nigga"
They way you look should be a sin, you my sensation I love it though Uh put your hands to the constellations I know I'm preaching to the congregation We love Jesus but you done learned a lot from Satan I mean a nigga did a lot of waiting We ain't married
PlayYou ring me often nightly At precisely nine tight Nigga never off But you were one time like 10 o'clock But that's life B And you are my wifey You look right with your hair to the side Blue jeans, nice shoes and a yellow top Likes tunes from bashment to
PlayFaded off the kush I'm gone Only two years old when daddy brought them hookers home Looking like my grandma, my niggas got that ammo We jack son then light up the "L", Samuel Tunechi in this bitch nigga, y'all niggas bitch niggas Rats gone rat and snakes
PlayLord have mercy, Jesus Christ He's just nice, he just slice like a ginsu Look at the life that I've been through I'm the last real nigga alive, that's official Y'all don't know about my Biggie wars Who you thought "Kick In The Door" was for? But that's
PlayYou niggas know my pyroclastic flow You niggas know my pyroclastic flow flow You niggas know my pyroclastic flow it's R-A-W, R-A-W You looking at the grand wizard, war lord vocal chord so vicious And I don't have to show riches to pull up pull off with
PlayMy bitch came off a boat, boat, boat, boat (mwah) I'm never goin' broke, broke, broke, broke (hah) It look like we sellin' dope, dope, dope, dope (wow) Fur coat on, I'm the goat, goat, goat, goat (burr, burr, burr) My foot on niggas' throat, throat,
PlayDon't stop, don't stop Big dawg, autobiography She told me I'm the one, I looked over, said obviously Then looked up in the mirror like, who the fuck stopping me, huh? Who stopping me, nigga? At the top, my girl the only one on top of me, nigga Who
PlayMurder, murder was the case that they gave me As I look up at the sky My mind starts tripping A tear drops my eye My body temperature falls I'm shaking and they breaking trying to save the Dogg Pumping on my chest and I'm screaming I stop breathing, damn
PlayStreet dreams are made of these Everybody's looking for something Niggas push Beemers and 300 E's A drug dealer's destiny is reaching a key Shorties on they knees, for niggas with big G's Who am I to disagree? Uh, what, what, uh My man put me up for the
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