Death By MP3

Lyrics for Death By MP3

Send the ho unreleased, she like my vault Drop like me, indeed you'll flop Swerve that whip, I leave the cops I understand I did you wrong, but that's not all I understand I did you wrong, but that's not all Least I'm not lying, shit You do that same thing and I act like I'm alright with it Mp3 Homicide, mp3 Homicide 808's lose it's mind, 808's lose it's mind Mp3 Homicide, I can't call this ho my bride My air forces are all white, don't take force to rock that mic' Ball like slay, I ain't tryna be Mike These hoes weird they not my type I can't trust me no ho Ball like Rugby, bulldoze Dummy, I'm gone Run me my dough 18 years old, mind of a wise guy I'm not Ty, but I got me dolla signs Shout out Tai, yeah, that's my slime Shout out Wa, yeah, that's my slime I'm 'bouta put this on FOX 9 I don't need no bitch to have a good time, I got money and wine Ho, I got money and lean, happiness not what it seems I gotta find a new scheme, get that bag Not your bag, you can't even brag Game time nigga, there's no more lag Shikamaru, this shit a drag I can't fall for that bullshit you doing Money and swag, this shit congruent Used to be swag, now I'm only slayr 10k ring, 9 more to spare Boxing ring, tryna punch with flare Designer jeans, they can't even tear Don't give a damn, we gon' come with the motion You feeling the breeze, you know that I'm there Don't give a damn, niggas know I'm the best at this shit No, I'm never suppressing a thing Versatile as a bitch I'mma talk on this ho and then right to your ho I'mma sing I put a perc' in my body, can't say it feel good 'Cause I don't feel a goddamn thing Yeah, she said that she tired of me But then tell me why your friend wanna link Tell me why your friend wanna talk Tell me why your friend wanna gawk Bling, bling, bling, my stones on rock Cha- cha- ching, just chos and crops Green, green, green, got so much guap I got fetty, guap, lil' boy Get your pennies up, lil' boy Get your fetty up Send the ho unreleased, she like my vault Drop like me, indeed you'll flop Swerve that whip, I leave the cops I understand I did you wrong, but that's not all I understand I did you wrong, but that's not all Least I'm not lying, shit You do that same thing and I act like I'm alright with it Mp3 Homicide, mp3 Homicide 808's lose it's mind, 808's lose it's mind (Wa, Wa, Wa)