von bondies - foolish (remix) lyrics
(feat. dj khaled, birdman, rick ross, jim jones)
[intro: dj khaled]
i do this for this the hood, this the remix, the shawty
lo foolish remix we global now we global now let’s go
[verse 1: shawty lo]
way across the room steady trappin, like a movie ay
what’s happenin, what u doin lo i’m just laughin, how u
laughin like ha-ha-ha, and i’m at the palace i fly
right by, yea ya g-5 i fly ah close ya lids and dot ya
eyes i’m a real bankhead man that’s no lie yea yea i
done said before i’m a real d-boy ya can’t be me fo yea
i’m like nah nah laughin at ya suckas like ha-ha-ha!
[verse 2: birdman]
100, flyin down martin luther king in my new machine, u
see my toomps u kno i’m out gettin green, ya kno the
bling the red bling money team, we stay fly blow a
stack on some new jeans, we stay foolish and i do it,
yea i get the money bought momma some new sh-t, the sun
shine, declared on big whips, a hunned carets stunna
i’m so hood rich, a-town hustla straight outta bankhead
uptown gangsta kno how to get paid old daddy did it big
in his days, my young n-gg-s dey blast dem ak’s.
[chorus]
[verse 3: rick ross]
fly down south then n-gg- u stupid, numbah one on
billboard i top snoop sh-t, i kno some things baby you
ain’t cool with, baby, baby boss dey say i’m ruthless,
feeling like i’m bulletproof, that’s what you finna do,
me i got a lot keys so i let the camels swoop, stay gd-
up, weak thugs me too n-gg- i need love, boss let the
chevy float yea dey love me cali love, westside yea i’m
bout it, oh n-gg- trilla, trilla yea we stackin up, my
thug n-gg-s drug dealers we out here stackin up boss!
[verse 4: jim jones]
it don’t matter we still livin lavish, oops i drop the
top i must have been embr-ssed my bad, in ten cars,
some in different language, do my ch-r-s and hit tha
doos cause i get the vanguage, i’m a g heavy out
faster, my hands out, watch out, heavy out backsplash,
festival the cream was in alaska, big ups to all my
trappers, gettin haevy in a new ride i act a fool by
the poolside that’s how i do hide, doin my time and we
don’t do the lines, times that by 4, it must be 2
sides.
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