Nigga, I been putting on
Like YSL cologne
Got it on my own
Paranoid so ion do no talking on the phone
I'm prolly cold cuz I spend a lot time alone
Tryna piece it all together like dominoes
Got it hot as mama stove now let's rock n roll
I'm not tripping off a hoes that's out my control
Crashing out about some pussy that was hardly yours
I would not condone
If you ain't helping then you hurting
I know one things fa sho and two things for certain
You can't be in my vicinity without a purpose
People with the wrong energy a make me nervous
This rap shit easy
My life complicated
They do niggas greasy
I'm thanking God I made it
Smoking truth serum in the booth getting faded
I might call you cousin that don't mean that we related
RIP Soulja Slim
I feel like Magnolia Slim
Soon as you hear the voice you already know it's him
Did some laps around the country think it's time to go again
Plotting on my first 100 thou then turn it to a mil
Rough ride ona road to riches only soldiers win
Stood tall on it, better know it ain't no folding him
St. Louis to the soul that's the shit that molded him
Holding my emotions in
Bitch it's time to smoke again
Let's get it
Big Neph - YSL Cologne Lyrics
Big Neph - YSL Cologne Lyrics
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Nigga, I been putting on
Like YSL cologne
Got it on my own
Paranoid so ion do no talking on the phone
I'm prolly cold cuz I spend a lot time alone
Tryna piece it all together like dominoes
Got it hot as mama stove now let's rock n roll
I'm not tripping off a hoes that's out my control
Crashing out about some pussy that was hardly yours
I would not condone
If you ain't helping then you hurting
I know one things fa sho and two things for certain
You can't be in my vicinity without a purpose
People with the wrong energy a make me nervous
This rap shit easy
My life complicated
They do niggas greasy
I'm thanking God I made it
Smoking truth serum in the booth getting faded
I might call you cousin that don't mean that we related
RIP Soulja Slim
I feel like Magnolia Slim
Soon as you hear the voice you already know it's him
Did some laps around the country think it's time to go again
Plotting on my first 100 thou then turn it to a mil
Rough ride ona road to riches only soldiers win
Stood tall on it, better know it ain't no folding him
St. Louis to the soul that's the shit that molded him
Holding my emotions in
Bitch it's time to smoke again
Let's get it
Like YSL cologne
Got it on my own
Paranoid so ion do no talking on the phone
I'm prolly cold cuz I spend a lot time alone
Tryna piece it all together like dominoes
Got it hot as mama stove now let's rock n roll
I'm not tripping off a hoes that's out my control
Crashing out about some pussy that was hardly yours
I would not condone
If you ain't helping then you hurting
I know one things fa sho and two things for certain
You can't be in my vicinity without a purpose
People with the wrong energy a make me nervous
This rap shit easy
My life complicated
They do niggas greasy
I'm thanking God I made it
Smoking truth serum in the booth getting faded
I might call you cousin that don't mean that we related
RIP Soulja Slim
I feel like Magnolia Slim
Soon as you hear the voice you already know it's him
Did some laps around the country think it's time to go again
Plotting on my first 100 thou then turn it to a mil
Rough ride ona road to riches only soldiers win
Stood tall on it, better know it ain't no folding him
St. Louis to the soul that's the shit that molded him
Holding my emotions in
Bitch it's time to smoke again
Let's get it
Writer: Master-Jules Summerville
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