Reeko Squeeze - Me Style II lyrics

Man's used to this, I ain't new to this (Come on) Tell a Uck face please move b**h I'm Ludacris (Move b**h) Stop feeding hoes, go and feed your kids We holding food like a flipping fridge Stop telling lies I ain't seen you rid I seen you once, I ain't seen you since But what's goodie fam Man popped up with a mask and I'm the boogieman I'll hit him up and I'll boogie fam Stretching packs, I ain't doing dabs Pulling up with food in cabs My young boys, they see and grab Sneak dissing, that's kinda sad If we're animals then I'm in Noah's ark Let nothing slide, like come on man this ain't no park You're a likkle fish and we some sharks Like fix up, go and play your part f** swinging sh**, this ain't no park Like cats demanding and cops remanding No talking, I don't know the answers I risk it, I'm taking chances You don't know me if someone asks I beg your pardon like someone farted You ain't screwing me you just need gla**es But smoke on the ride I'm rolling around on my thing and I'm tired, I'm sick of these guys Internet goons, I'm sick of these lies Free Nutcase 200 perps like how the f** you gon buss case For f** sake Still at it though Man jump out on a man, BOOM! don't panic bro Sink a boat like Giggs or Titanic bro Man grew up from the soil, man's organic bro If you didn't know Mad case, buju banton with the driver With two packs, ambition as a rider One man one move one driver Skengs on ped, [?] with the slider In a all black attire Mad case, Whitney Houston and Bobby My young n***as all tryna catch a body Two man one driver one dotty One ped, fat [?] shotty Me and S, on your block and I'm sorry Feds on me like why me Fur jacket, Eskimo like Wiley Young Boss like YB Twin Barrel that's Siamese I'm weeded, I stepped in all Chinese I stink of weed don't mind me Stepped in with a minion Operating a weapon straight from the kitchen Pitching anything slipping Freshly home from Prison I tried tell him calm down he don't listen Mummy thinks he's missing Moretime I'm hands on Nokias and Samsungs n***as scared like go find a Tampon I ain't prayed in mad long n***as think they're mad on Ay (x3) [Chorus] Get it how I live it (Always) Even up in Jail, get it on a visit I was missing with your girl but I swear I never kissed it That deep throat was swole but I swear I bloody eh But I swear I bloody (eh) Get it how I live it (Always) Even up in Jail, get it on a visit I was missing with your girl but I swear I never kissed it That deep throat was swole but I swear I bloody eh But I swear I bloody miss it