MarcoMoney & 2000baby - 25th (feat. Bryceprod)

I had to realize they only hit me up when they need sum
I had her suckin dick for hours now her knees numb
He shot 30 out his stick but he missed i think he need drum
See these niggas can't win by they self so they team up
I only want that Wocky if it's purple put the green up
Everybody got a glocky in my circle whole team bust
And anyone can shoot the shot up at the buzzer whole team clutch
They think i'm really in my bag but they ain't seen much
I been reminiscing should i hoop or get rap money
I told em i'll get anything they need just don't act funny
I'm always on my shit if they blitz i'm not a sack dummy
Thanksgiving on the 25th and if they want a dish you know the Mac comin
I can't get attached know everything don't really last long
Hit they whole camp with this K but not Lazlo
And this get too real so what you act for
Know this shit get too real so what you act for
I can't get attached know everything don't really last long
Hit they whole camp with this K but not Lazlo
And this get too real so what you act for
Know this shit get too real so what you act for
I can't bring the pistol on the plane so i'm road runnin
These bullets beat a nigga up like he stole somethin
I can't even step into the club unless the pole comin
And Christmas on the 25th too you know the hoes comin
All red on in the north like i'm Santa clause
Pour a line a wok in the soda what that Fanta cost
I'm independent can't nobody tell me shit i can't have a boss
If it's funk for real then pull the cannon out and turn the cameras off
Type a nigga get his first bag gon put the family on
Ima try to run up every G because my granny gone
I told the sneaky link that i just want the neck keep yo panties on
No cap we had a hunnit different hoes before we had a song
But anyways they can't fuck wit us if they wanted to
Anyways we ain't hit them bitches but they want us too
Any who told the bitch to pick who all wanna choose
Any who anyone can get it who all wanna shoot
But anyways they can't fuck wit us if they wanted to
Anyways we ain't hit them bitches but they want us too
Any who told the bitch to pick who all wanna choose
Any who anyone can get it who all wanna shoot
I can't shoot my shot at a bitch even though it is the holidays
I ain't talkin bout the Ku Klux but niggas got a lot of K's
Them niggas never got a lot to spend but got a lot to say
Bullets beat a nigga up call em Dr Dre
The bullets beat a nigga up but i fought the case
Run up on me like you tough you won't walk away
I know a nigga did his stuff then he got away
He out of bounds but got a buck like he Dr J
Pour up two cups bro got two guns he wanna shoot sum
Ion give two fucks what them niggas say ain't gotta prove nun
Off a few drugs trynna shoot sum on my hoop stuff
Fuck a bitch i'll get a new one tell her choose up throw my twos up

Written by:
damarco williams, Jaden locke

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