Me Style II Lyrics

Man's used to this, I ain't new to this (Come on)
Tell a Uck face please move bitch I'm Ludacris (Move Bitch)
Stop feeding hoes, go and feed your kids
We holding food like a flipping fridge
Stop telling lies I ain't seen you rid
I seen you once, I ain't seen you since
But what's goodie fam
Man popped up with a mask and I'm the boogieman
I'll hit him up and I'll boogie fam
Stretching packs, I ain't doing dabs
Pulling up with food in cabs
My young boys, they see and grab
Sneak dissing, that's kinda sad
If we're animals then I'm in Noah's ark
Let nothing slide, like come on man this ain't no park
You're a likkle fish and we some sharks
Like fix up, go and play your part
f*ck swinging shit, this ain't no park
Like cats demanding and cops remanding
No talking, I don't know the answers
I risk it, I'm taking chances
You don't know me if someone asks
I beg your pardon like someone farted
You ain't screwing me you just need glasses
But smoke on the ride
I'm rolling around on my thing and I'm tired, I'm sick of these guys
Internet goons, I'm sick of these lies
Free Nutcase
200 perps like how the f*ck you gon buss case
For f*ck sake
Still at it though
Man jump out on a man, BOOM! don't panic bro
Sink a boat like Giggs or Titanic bro
Man grew up from the soil, man's organic bro
If you didn't know Mad case, buju banton with the driver
With two packs, ambition as a rider
One man one move one driver
Skengs on ped, [?] with the slider
In a all black attire
Mad case, Whitney Houston and Bobby
My young niggas all tryna catch a body
Two man one driver one dotty
One ped, fat [?] shotty
Me and S, on your block and I'm sorry
Feds on me like why me
Fur jacket, Eskimo like Wiley
Young Boss like YB
Twin Barrel that's Siamese
I'm weeded, I stepped in all Chinese
I stink of weed don't mind me
Stepped in with a minion
Operating a weapon straight from the kitchen
Pitching anything slipping
Freshly home from Prison
I tried tell him calm down he don't listen
Mummy thinks he's missing
Moretime I'm hands on
Nokias and Samsungs
Niggas scared like go find a Tampon
I ain't prayed in mad long
Niggas think they're mad on

Ay (x3)

[Chorus]

Get it how I live it (Always)
Even up in Jail, get it on a visit
I was missing with your girl but I swear I never kissed it
That deep throat was swole but I swear I bloody eh
But I swear I bloody (eh)

Get it how I live it (Always)
Even up in Jail, get it on a visit
I was missing with your girl but I swear I never kissed it
That deep throat was swole but I swear I bloody eh
But I swear I bloody miss it

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