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lil cray - intro lyrics

(intro)
remember days when i was broke
& just me and my nigga reese
he said “cray you gotta rap and so this money you can see”
now d-mn my nigga locked, i’m a turn up just for reese
cuz i know if i was locked he a turn up just for me
on a 100-17 that’s where i met my nigga h…? on a 100-17 thats where i met my nigga keef?
boosie boosie thats my brother and i know that he going shoot, boosie know that i’m a shooter and he ain’t even gotta shoot, i’ve been poppin’ so much molly, you can call me mr. flames and they call me big cray sa…..? b-tch i came to change the game, niggas hatin’ on a nigga they don’t wanna see me on, they don’t wanna see a nigga put his momma in a home but

(hook)
i hadda tell my momma i’m a hustle til’ we on, momma know that i’m a grind til’ she ain’t gotta move a bone
dont be playin’ with the …? yeah, yeah , don’t be playin with the …?

when i first tried that molly mane that shit that turn me up, fell in love with that flame, i can never get enough
girl you know i came to fuck, you ain’t trynna give it up, b-tch you lucky that you got me you don’t wanna press your luck and i swear that i hustle hard , do this shit for all my niggas, get that grammy for my granny, gotta buy my momma beamer
i’m still serving like serinia, play with ra….? like serninas? so much green i might go greeming, i can’t take your -ss to greenland, b-tch a tour g from england and my plug don’t speak no english , they say “cray need to stop trappin’ .. what the fuck you thinkin’? and i swear my money talkin’ benjis always end up preaching, niggas think it’s sweet like reeses, we going leave his -ss in pieces , i just smoked a big 50 that shit put me in my zone, mix that zan with that trone, that shit always got me gone, if that b-tch dont get to choosin’ then i might take her home, i’m a let her give me brain til’ i’m fuckin’ mind blown

(hook)

i hadda tell my momma i’m a hustle til’ we on, momma know that i’m a grind til’ she ain’t gotta move a bone, feeling like a pizzeria , don’t be playing with the dope , you ain’t callin’ bout the paper don’t be playin’ on my phone , cray ballin’ with no basketball , i’ve been ballin’ hard, shooter shootin like a shootin guard don’t need no bodyguard , shawty girl she gon’ suck me up til’ she get lock jaw, drop them draws like a bathroom star, then panties waterfall, i got all this b-tches choosin’ hard they use to brush me up , i was locked behind the burglary bars , for hoppin’ in them cars, 12 took me down , i took ……….??? but i just brush it off , payed my dudes to be …? to be a boss , b-tch i’m rick ross … ?????? what that molly bout ? got that -ss from her momma , let’s see your mommy bout , lil cray he gon’ for her out and gon’ turn her out , you ain’t talkin’ what that money bout , then i gotta bounce , free my brother robby flames from the chain game , told me nigga when he get out he gon’ get a chain and i told my twin reese i’m a buy sack of rings , every time we on the phone i tell em’ ? ain’t the same , even with all this fuckin’ fame , i could never change , ltb til’ i’m 6 feet , i can never change , i’m just playin with the dope , yeah yeah i’m just playin’ with the dope

- lil cray lyrics

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