With a bag full of zans. 'Round the corner from your house where the driver gon' let me out there. Don't want her if it don't clap when she walking. Say your money long (whew), but my dick longer. Sent her home (yeah). South side, outside, hustle in the rain. I'm shy, big body Range. Sold bookoo ounces by the thousands in a race for guap. Groceries, please, you know that was me. Public housing, stay from round, smoke out a pound of grapes. She said: "When I heard the song was titled 'Post to Be' it reminded me of the Kevin Gates video where he says 'I'm pose to eat the booty. Not too pretty in the face, but she super thick.
Say your money long (whew). But since you're here, feel free to check out some up-and-coming music artists on. When we finish, adios. Listen to Kevin Gates Money Long MP3 song. I smile, and that′s a blessing. Say your pack strong (pack strong), but my pack stronger. I'm supplyin' the weather (nyoom), out the country, like Miles, I'm extra (nyoom).
Say your pack strong (pack strong). In 2013, it was announced that Gates signed to Young Money Entertainment. All lyrics are property and copyright of their respective authors, artists and labels. Put that ass in my hands. Gates references at the end of the first verse Jhene Aiko's "He got to eat the booty like groceries" lyric from Omarion's "Post to Be. " Young and got respect and your fuckin' money long. Believe that (come here, b... De muziekwerken zijn auteursrechtelijk beschermd. Aiko has stated that her famous line was inspired by a remark Kevin Gates made in an interview. Gunna likes to shoot but not the same object that Kool got. Or from the SoundCloud app.
Hashish, hundred pounds or better, diss me, hit the town excessive (woo). On February 15, 2013, it was announced that Kevin Gates signed to Atlantic Records. Search results not found. I'ma die strong-armin' the Civic (grr), sneak, geek, pour up in the sampler (yeah). Acting bad on them tabs. Stupid nigga, probably thought yo bitch was celibate. I'mma put her on her knees right here VIP. I be goin′ in slippers. Fly to me, I be goin' in slippers, I dive in your shit in a minute (come here, what's up).
Caught him, had to duck him out. I gave a listen to your music and I started laughing. Tryna get back to that Rico, but I had to fly to Spain. Reportin' live from the pen. Bitch you my lil' nigga, I just wanna see you strong. I′ma die strong-armin' the Civic. I′m Gucci love, and I don't change. Read Full Bio Kevin Gilyard (born February 5, 1986), better known by his stage name Kevin Gates, is an American rapper and singer from Baton Rouge, Louisiana. Long hair, shawty ride like Geronimo. Cigarette breath hoes, I never. Don't hang out in booty clubs, I don't like to party. Respect level on the ten.
Feel you've reached this message in error? What's hap- w-w-what up? No sucka shit, don't pretend. Really think they belong in a kennel. In and out the mix, it's too early for jugglin'. Rack's a money magnet, watch her do gymnastics. She stop, popped, and squat by the zipper. Ain't your business, state the business, when can I get in your face (all year). Pandora and the Music Genome Project are registered trademarks of Pandora Media, Inc. Snapback, put a hole in your center. Every time the dicks behind me, me I pray to God.
This profile is not public. Pandora isn't available in this country right now... Watch plain, rockin' Jane (blow), get you changed for some change. Fuck with, he gutta he know we bout there. Dude was kinda speaking′ on you in a negative manner. Get you changed for some change. Shawty, a bad bitch, her booty doing magic. Breadwinner, I don't wait. Gettin' better, sippin′ lesser. If I saw that bitch again, I probably won't even speak. Too dirty I'm clutchin'. Breadwinner, how I came. But I had to fly to Spain. I'm him, yeah, I be steppin', flash out, sometimes I'm special (put it on sometimes).
Stand alone, you don't bend. Back to hat, match the K. Back to back, I'm on drank. I'm yeah, yeah, I be steppin′. Gates would then be released in 2011 and immediately returned to recording music. Gettin' out his body and I got on top of that for you. Lil' brother sayin' we gon' be okay cause he gon' take the charge. Mister bring it home (bring it home), double California. East Atlanta, I'm with Mojo, he's got stupid nines. Foreign cars, out on Alabo and Rocheblave. I'm supplyin′ the weather. Hold up, let me take this call (do it), just got off the phone with Mane (god damn). Want that pussy phone her (hello? Won't cut no corners, stood on corners for a quarter a day.
Don't get your head blown (boom), drop a digit on ya. Our systems have detected unusual activity from your IP address (computer network). Written by: Kevin Gilyard, Norman Payne. Betcha I be stupid racked up by the afternoon. Breadwinner, how I came, I got weight on my name.