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Bezzle

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Bezzle



(feat. Eightball, MJG, Bun B)

[Intro]
Stop the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
Stop the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
Stop the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch

[T.I.]
I came up bumping Eazy-E, Cube, and Dre
(Scarface, OutKast what's happening niggaz) Eightball MJG UGK
They raised me like santa raised cee
I always made the money, money never made me
Break me what this b*tch you crazy
You seen with the freaks don't think she never paid me
Pimpin get a b*tch, break a b*tch, hit a b*tch, shake a b*tch
Spit game till I make this sh*t turn these tricks and get me rich
Lick his ass suck my dick bring me back my niggaz quick
Who you think you f**king with
I'm serious about this pimpin sh*t
All the niggaz I kick it with looking for a richer b*tch
Get this b*tch to take this trick for pounds of weed bricks and sh*t
Broke b*tch you get your sh*t
Before I get another b*tch who could fix your sh*t
My pimp to strong I ain't with your sh*t
You going to make me split your sh*t
Two things I ain't seen is this you a fony b*tch I can't get
Eyes on the ride yeah right shut the f**k......

[Chorus ad libs (T.I.)]
Stop the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
Stop the drop top like the bezzles in my watch [3X]
Like the bezzles in my watch like the bezzles in my watch
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[MJG]
Whole mack load it up hard as fine blow it up
M-J-G I know you hoes and been exposed enough
I cross a tree over bag a b*tch in a toaster oven
Slam dunk in pimpin and her sister if she close enough

[Eightball]
Look over hear
open up the door and let it cook in hear
Grab the mic a watch these niggaz tuck there tail and look in fear
As I bust around with no shells inside in myself
Lyrics like a conseled weapon sending you b*tches straight to hell

[MJG]
Burning up just like in waco texas
Heating up your neckless
Scorching up your afro the devil coming at your
Ass any hard one for niggaz who really want it
M-J- f**king G with pussy and titties on it

[Eightball]
Them b*tches love when they see pimping come up in it
24 inches under somethin smoking tinted
Hustle hard for keep it cause I love to spend it
Pimping love is when your style is when you love to hit it

[Chorus ad libs (T.I.)]

[Bun B]
I came a long way from a posta posta
Till I kosta nostra kept the toaster closer
than I'm supposed to well I poast ya procha
Ride like a roller coaster
Pistol whip you hold ya throat then choke you like a croacha croacha rocha
pull out a light and smoke you (damn)
Pull my coat off I blessed man just streesed man
Just still elementary just a glance couldn't learn it is hurting my chances
Pack pistols just to blast it (blast it)
I put it to second guessers I blast it it just to prove it (prove it)
Mother f**kers get a moving (moving)
I born into hustling I grew up tustlin
Gave my muscle in and got into meeting my frail but hell I put my trust in
My left and right hand grinding threw the night
And I keep my family right and see some paper like a white man
Balling in the ninth (and) we holding in the light (and) sippin on worthless
sprite and you can call it what you like
I call what the f**k I feel play the courts that f**king peel
But we ain't sleeping till they free and pimping here that's the f**king drill

[Chorus to fade]

 
 
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