Clean Lyric
Paragraph Lyric
[Chorus x2]
Sweet Street Pussy
Gimmie That Gushy
Nasty Stuff Nigga
I Took Her.
[Verse 1:]
I Like the Red Bone
Pretty Feet, Slim Waist, Cute Face
Girl If Thats You Then Put Yo Info In My Two Way
Girl You A Star Me And You Can Make A Movie
She Said The Diamonds On My Chain Look Like Kool Aid
And When Im Gone She Be Missing Me Like School Days.
[Verse 2:]
Alright
I Like A Bitch
That Like A Bitch
Fucking Right Im Rich
And I Aint Gettin Hitched
Im Gettin Paid in full
Just Call Me Money Mitch
Ballin Like Tony Gynn
Im Never Lonely In That Penthouse
And All The Time A Nigga Thinks Shes At A Friends House
Ok, I Put The Phantom Up And Bought The Bent Out
Its Weezy Baby Bitch...Im Hot Like All The Vents Out...Haha
[Chorus x4]
Sweet Street Pussy
Gimmie That Gushy
Nasty Stuff Nigga
I Took Her.
[Verse 3:]
Tell Em How It Go
It Go Holly Grove
17
Carlton
Eagle Street
Runnin With My Hood Till My Feet Gets Sore
Run Up On Them Boys And You Aint Runnin No More
I Am From The Jungle, The Mighty Jungle And The Guns Go Pow... Hah
Why Your Boyfriend Acting Like Secret Service
Ima Get You By Yourself, And Get My Secret Service
Im On The Purple Urple And Now The Earth Is Bouncin
Ive Climbed The Highest Mountain
And Baby Girl That Coupe Is Fountain Blue
You See The Green And Yellow Diamonds Call It Mountain Dew
I Got A Crib In The Sky With City View
And I Take A Skinny Bitch If Her Titties New... Hahaha Now What It Do
[Chorus x4]
Sweet Street Pussy
Gimmie That Gushy
Nasty Stuff Nigga
I Took Her.
[Verse 4:]
Get Em!
Gucci Shoes
Gucci Buckle
Gucci Belt
Gucci Bucket
Sharper Than The Yellow Number 2
I Doesnt What I Do
And If You Didnt Know, Now You Knew
That I Am The Fireman And Red Truck Yellow Suit...
And I Treat Money Like Glue...
You Know I Gotta Stick To Paper...
You Know Im Like A Staple
Thats Why I Got The Cashmoney Richt Above My Navel
Young Money Is The Label
Alright
Money, Bitches And Cable
We Multiplyin Money, Sittin At The Time Table... Haha
So Holla At A Nigaa When You See Me On The Grind
And Bust That Pussy Like We Runnin Out Of Time
And Dont Say A Word Just Act Like A Mime
Girl Might Be Yours But Her Pussy Is Mine Ok
[Chorus x4]
Sweet Street Pussy
Gimmie That Gushy
Nasty Stuff Nigga
I Took Her.
Young Money
What's up
Young Money
What's up
Uh Huh
Uh Huh
Uh Huh
Weezy F. Baby
[Chorus x2]   Sweet Street Pussy   Gimmie That Gushy   Nasty Stuff Nigga   I Took Her.   [Verse 1:]   I Like the Red Bone   Pretty Feet, Slim Waist, Cute Face   Girl If Thats You Then Put Yo Info In My Two Way   Girl You A Star Me And You Can Make A Movie   She Said The Diamonds On My Chain Look Like Kool Aid    And When Im Gone She Be Missing Me Like School Days.   [Verse 2:]   Alright   I Like A Bitch   That Like A Bitch   Fucking Right Im Rich    And I Aint Gettin Hitched   Im Gettin Paid in full    Just Call Me Money Mitch    Ballin Like Tony Gynn   Im Never Lonely In That Penthouse   And All The Time A Nigga Thinks Shes At A Friends House   Ok, I Put The Phantom Up And Bought The Bent Out   Its Weezy Baby Bitch...Im Hot Like All The Vents Out...Haha   [Chorus x4]   Sweet Street Pussy   Gimmie That Gushy   Nasty Stuff Nigga   I Took Her.   [Verse 3:]   Tell Em How It Go   It Go Holly Grove   17    Carlton   Eagle Street   Runnin With My Hood Till My Feet Gets Sore   Run Up On Them Boys And You Aint Runnin No More   I Am From The Jungle, The Mighty Jungle And The Guns Go Pow... Hah   Why Your Boyfriend Acting Like Secret Service   Ima Get You By Yourself, And Get My Secret Service   Im On The Purple Urple And Now The Earth Is Bouncin   Ive Climbed The Highest Mountain   And Baby Girl That Coupe Is Fountain Blue   You See The Green And Yellow Diamonds Call It Mountain Dew   I Got A Crib In The Sky With City View   And I Take A Skinny Bitch If Her Titties New... Hahaha Now What It Do   [Chorus x4]   Sweet Street Pussy   Gimmie That Gushy   Nasty Stuff Nigga   I Took Her.   [Verse 4:]   Get Em!   Gucci Shoes   Gucci Buckle   Gucci Belt   Gucci Bucket   Sharper Than The Yellow Number 2   I Doesnt What I Do   And If You Didnt Know, Now You Knew   That I Am The Fireman And Red Truck Yellow Suit...    And I Treat Money Like Glue...   You Know I Gotta Stick To Paper...   You Know Im Like A Staple   Thats Why I Got The Cashmoney Richt Above My Navel   Young Money Is The Label   Alright    Money, Bitches And Cable   We Multiplyin Money, Sittin At The Time Table... Haha   So Holla At A Nigaa When You See Me On The Grind   And Bust That Pussy Like We Runnin Out Of Time   And Dont Say A Word Just Act Like A Mime   Girl Might Be Yours But Her Pussy Is Mine Ok   [Chorus x4]   Sweet Street Pussy   Gimmie That Gushy   Nasty Stuff Nigga   I Took Her.   Young Money   What's up   Young Money   What's up   Uh Huh   Uh Huh   Uh Huh   Weezy F. Baby
 
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