Bands a maker her dance Remix by Terry Cool and Spencer Marr Lyrics
Terry Cool VS I
Bands 'll make her dance
When followed is their plans
That pans out with yo hands out now look at what we have
She drunk a couple of dafts
Then fell up on her ass
They pick her up when she's dazed as fuck and make her get to gags
Video tape recordin' laughs
An she knows not what they have
She caught an STD only 23
Suckin' 20 G's livin' fast
Now a whiles past and she needs a hand of bands in order to live
She's got shakes that just won't give
Erlin' chunks throughout her crib
They say the cures to take a sip
Or take a couple more hits
Somethin' other than the fist
She's grown accustomed to but its
Insanity
In reality
The casualties
Be foreign teens on more than E
Im tellin' seens in which she's lived
Fellow followers gon give
The same advice, they don told her twice just make then dollas and live
Cuz it'll numb the pain you've begun to gain
But keep it from yo kids
Chorus X4
Money, clothes, diamonds, hoes, everything that I need and Im smoking with my bros
Spencer Marr VS II
Tell me what you've got
Give me what I need
Illuminati on watch
That's why I succeed
At every lick that I do
Like I'm a different breed
Im a dog nigga
But don't fuck around with them fleas
That diesel all that I need
Smoke too much and Im gassed up
Face down ass up
Everybody givin' that cash up
Ten four that's a problem
Tony 'bout to solve it
Trynna take my life, I'm shootin' back like a broken faucet
Splashin' on these cats
Turn cents into them racks
Look
They'll act a pussy lord
Make my life my flap
I'll never die broke
Best believe never fake
Niggas stressin' over time
But she knows im comin' late
An these fucks can't relate
The way im livin' great
Sellin' to these private islands grindin'
For that real estate
And hearts Im bout to break
Lord take my soul
I can't be left behind
Because my vision too cold
Relly
Chorus
Bands 'll make her dance
When followed is their plans
That pans out with yo hands out now look at what we have
She drunk a couple of dafts
Then fell up on her ass
They pick her up when she's dazed as fuck and make her get to gags
Video tape recordin' laughs
An she knows not what they have
She caught an STD only 23
Suckin' 20 G's livin' fast
Now a whiles past and she needs a hand of bands in order to live
She's got shakes that just won't give
Erlin' chunks throughout her crib
They say the cures to take a sip
Or take a couple more hits
Somethin' other than the fist
She's grown accustomed to but its
Insanity
In reality
The casualties
Be foreign teens on more than E
Im tellin' seens in which she's lived
Fellow followers gon give
The same advice, they don told her twice just make then dollas and live
Cuz it'll numb the pain you've begun to gain
But keep it from yo kids
Chorus X4
Money, clothes, diamonds, hoes, everything that I need and Im smoking with my bros
Spencer Marr VS II
Tell me what you've got
Give me what I need
Illuminati on watch
That's why I succeed
At every lick that I do
Like I'm a different breed
Im a dog nigga
But don't fuck around with them fleas
That diesel all that I need
Smoke too much and Im gassed up
Face down ass up
Everybody givin' that cash up
Ten four that's a problem
Tony 'bout to solve it
Trynna take my life, I'm shootin' back like a broken faucet
Splashin' on these cats
Turn cents into them racks
Look
They'll act a pussy lord
Make my life my flap
I'll never die broke
Best believe never fake
Niggas stressin' over time
But she knows im comin' late
An these fucks can't relate
The way im livin' great
Sellin' to these private islands grindin'
For that real estate
And hearts Im bout to break
Lord take my soul
I can't be left behind
Because my vision too cold
Relly
Chorus