A collin I see you
She gone tear it off tho for real
How the f*ck could you not like this when all of this game is so priceless
I got some dough out a white bitch she help me pull up in nice shit
But its me who Im living this life with yeah homie I aint got no Co Dee
Riding solo with a dirty pistol If I catch a case its all by my lonely
Aint no articles about me phony and aint no articles about me telling
Im the type that might get indicted and my mama know she raised a f*cking felon
That shit go my nigga im gone sell it I'll buy it all if the joog right
Throw a bitch in the air like real high break her before she hit the ground if it look tight
I know they been wondering where I been for the love of Vallejo I represent
A new hooker I fell like its heaven sent for you niggas still need me to reprimand
From the underworld Im pitching underhand Im a gunna no hire for gunning man
Bitch Im about to be up when the summer end took her back to the bay where the runners is
A most of my life I been ducking the vice yeah I did hella dirt now Im paying the price
Said I do to the game and I made it my wife baby mama swear a nigga aint right
My nigga still down I sent him a kite Im gone shoot Im too pretty to fight
Soon as baby took a look at the pipe I was getting sucked up at the light
Sloppy toppy and a cup of coffee that'll start my day off something proper
Long way from the court rooms affidavits and the helicopters
Still might hit you with the blocka blocka, spray ya potna up like binaca
Thats why Im telling on you niggas telling Yola did his time no Jimmy Hoffa
A baby pardon my french bitch what the f*ck do you mean
Young nigga got off the bench aye now Im coaching the team
A baby pardon my french bitch what the f*ck do you mean
I got off the bench aye now Im coaching the team
Like its 1998 bitch!!
We gone take it like its 1998
How the f*ck could you not like this when all of this game is so priceless
I got some dough out a white bitch she help me pull up in nice shit
Like its 1998
Two Gees f*ck!!
Bayola - 1998 Lyrics
Bayola - 1998 Lyrics
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A collin I see you
She gone tear it off tho for real
How the f*ck could you not like this when all of this game is so priceless
I got some dough out a white bitch she help me pull up in nice shit
But its me who Im living this life with yeah homie I aint got no Co Dee
Riding solo with a dirty pistol If I catch a case its all by my lonely
Aint no articles about me phony and aint no articles about me telling
Im the type that might get indicted and my mama know she raised a f*cking felon
That shit go my nigga im gone sell it I'll buy it all if the joog right
Throw a bitch in the air like real high break her before she hit the ground if it look tight
I know they been wondering where I been for the love of Vallejo I represent
A new hooker I fell like its heaven sent for you niggas still need me to reprimand
From the underworld Im pitching underhand Im a gunna no hire for gunning man
Bitch Im about to be up when the summer end took her back to the bay where the runners is
A most of my life I been ducking the vice yeah I did hella dirt now Im paying the price
Said I do to the game and I made it my wife baby mama swear a nigga aint right
My nigga still down I sent him a kite Im gone shoot Im too pretty to fight
Soon as baby took a look at the pipe I was getting sucked up at the light
Sloppy toppy and a cup of coffee that'll start my day off something proper
Long way from the court rooms affidavits and the helicopters
Still might hit you with the blocka blocka, spray ya potna up like binaca
Thats why Im telling on you niggas telling Yola did his time no Jimmy Hoffa
A baby pardon my french bitch what the f*ck do you mean
Young nigga got off the bench aye now Im coaching the team
A baby pardon my french bitch what the f*ck do you mean
I got off the bench aye now Im coaching the team
Like its 1998 bitch!!
We gone take it like its 1998
How the f*ck could you not like this when all of this game is so priceless
I got some dough out a white bitch she help me pull up in nice shit
Like its 1998
Two Gees f*ck!!
She gone tear it off tho for real
How the f*ck could you not like this when all of this game is so priceless
I got some dough out a white bitch she help me pull up in nice shit
But its me who Im living this life with yeah homie I aint got no Co Dee
Riding solo with a dirty pistol If I catch a case its all by my lonely
Aint no articles about me phony and aint no articles about me telling
Im the type that might get indicted and my mama know she raised a f*cking felon
That shit go my nigga im gone sell it I'll buy it all if the joog right
Throw a bitch in the air like real high break her before she hit the ground if it look tight
I know they been wondering where I been for the love of Vallejo I represent
A new hooker I fell like its heaven sent for you niggas still need me to reprimand
From the underworld Im pitching underhand Im a gunna no hire for gunning man
Bitch Im about to be up when the summer end took her back to the bay where the runners is
A most of my life I been ducking the vice yeah I did hella dirt now Im paying the price
Said I do to the game and I made it my wife baby mama swear a nigga aint right
My nigga still down I sent him a kite Im gone shoot Im too pretty to fight
Soon as baby took a look at the pipe I was getting sucked up at the light
Sloppy toppy and a cup of coffee that'll start my day off something proper
Long way from the court rooms affidavits and the helicopters
Still might hit you with the blocka blocka, spray ya potna up like binaca
Thats why Im telling on you niggas telling Yola did his time no Jimmy Hoffa
A baby pardon my french bitch what the f*ck do you mean
Young nigga got off the bench aye now Im coaching the team
A baby pardon my french bitch what the f*ck do you mean
I got off the bench aye now Im coaching the team
Like its 1998 bitch!!
We gone take it like its 1998
How the f*ck could you not like this when all of this game is so priceless
I got some dough out a white bitch she help me pull up in nice shit
Like its 1998
Two Gees f*ck!!
Writer: Dalen Jones
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
