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All I See Ft. Esp And Jt Lyrics


Look Mothafucka I have arrived
Big B

Itâ
who flows nicely
these fools don't like me
they hoes wanna ride me
stand beside me
I strike at thee
like a cobra
I wont repeat myself
I told ya
I'm the soldier
that stands bolder
stronger than the rest
before you come near
work on the chest
souls I collect
weak fools have no respect
twist necks select a guess
for the test
feed em with a tek
one or two bullets
will make em cool it
triggers I pull it
the jealous full of it
the gam I brought
will give u a loss
so pay the cost or get tossed
it can't be teached
so bow down before me
come and get me
I move swiftly
get hit repeatedly
you need to see
the words you spit
bounce off of me
its mystical
how I dismiss a fool

chorus:
all I see
is you and me
when we both meet
all I see
r.i.p

ESP
who I am
well I be damn
I turn a white man
into fuckin tan
hoes tryin to get me
and to get smith
hoes goin die
nigga picture this
I be cruising
man Iâ
man ur losin
uh.. which one are u choosin
born on the westhiemer
with my bemer
oh man u should have seen her
um... slice nigga up
like Velveeta
hoes can't beat the
number one stunna
like I done said
leavin competition
hoes got em guessin
and wishin
I just diss em
after I dick em
hoes tryin to
talk they lip
they gonna be trip
hoes can't flip
hoes are just
for the thrilla
I skin they ass
like silver back gorilla

chorus:
all I see
is you and me
when we both meet
all I see
r.i.p

Big B
move glocks, teks,
and whatever like dope
power and pimpin
money makin like interscope
do not enter
the danger zone
my angers known
to take off a strangers dome

just a mobster
itâ
and Iâ


at exactly 3
check out my masterpiece

JT
oh yea uh JT
nigga yall aint heard
thats right
uh thats right
yea what
I got ur pigeon in the coop
zab juda spinnin
money talks like tucker
the franklins keep grinnin

so I can't stop winnin
she thought it was the exorcist
my rims kept spinnin
bitch niggas trippin
hoes keep spittin
whats love got to do with it ma
stop flippin
some niggas to broke
to even pay attention
listen breathe
before u start shittin
calm down please
before you start pissin
everybodys' waitin
make ur decision
who ever debatin
lock em up in prsion
so many angles
to many dimension
I never is slippin
don't need pigeon
we crawlin like crabs
the swangers keep pinchin
Nolan Ryan on the block
the os' I be pitchin
meet me in the kitchen
call me mr fix it
I aint from the west coast
but Iâ
slide thru the wind
'04 expedition

I don't need u jigga

I got the rock my nigga
in a navigator locatin the block my nigga
with a block my nigga
its to hot my nigga

Big B
Look Mo
look motha
Look Mothafuck
Look Mothafucka I have arrived
Look Mothafucka I have arrived

Big B
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