Miss My N****s - Bp Ca$h

I miss my dawgs I miss my dawgs And they killed my little nigga Man I wish that I was there when that shit popped off And who would've thought, I'd ever get that call So I'm out here riding with my niggas, and we sliding, letting shit pop off I miss my dawgs I miss my dawgs And they killed my little nigga Man I wish that I was there when that shit popped off And who would've thought, I'd ever get that call So I'm out here riding with my niggas, and we sliding, letting shit pop off They killed Chinx Drugz in his own city They killed Lil Snupe in his own city Wonder why I don't be in my own city I don't know if niggas gone clap for me or going to kill me Still living lavish and they still wonder why I act savage All these guns and automatics Still gonna murder these niggas that want to have it Before they have me miss my son's football practice Fuck y'all niggas that killed Lil Snupe And when we run into y'all niggas we gone kill y'all too I still pray every young nigga feel that coupe Cause young niggas feel like me, I feel like you Fifty shades of grey, want to do me like Freddie I pray to god, load my chopper, tell them niggas I'm ready I'm riding round with my squad, it's Pmon and Omelly I got Deen in the cut, my nigga Coon be so heavy We got to make it back home tonight So fuck the law, we brought the chrome tonight Cause the cops won't save you, you alone tonight So tell a young nigga am I wrong or right I miss my dawgs I miss my dawgs And they killed my little nigga Man I wish that I was there when that shit popped off And who would've thought, I'd ever get that call So I'm out here riding with my niggas, and we sliding, letting shit pop off I miss my dawgs I miss my dawgs And they killed my little nigga Man I wish that I was there when that shit popped off And who would've thought, I'd ever get that call So I'm out here riding with my niggas, and we sliding, letting shit pop off Sometimes I miss my dad, I wish he could see me now Rolls Royce, he wouldn't believe me now The way I took my mom out the hood, got Tweety round From the jects to the burbs, I wish you could meet me now But you died before he was even round But I set him straight though, look who he be around In the sticks with the kids where they really play soccer When he could've been a nigga on the corner with a chopper You the one that taught me how to hold my hands before they got you So I'mma fight hard for the fam until they pop us, till they rock us You ain't even get to meet my son Papi He's three now, and he be asking where his grandpop is You see now, they talk cause they don't see my fam shopping Now see the brand new Benz and the brand new houses Know you see these brand new friends, acting brand new, smiling And I just got brand new bills, that's brand new problems And my old homie told on me, like damn you wyling And that shit you talk from jail don't scare nobody Cause you told, you dead now And you know, nigga walk with your head down RIP

When I was a baby boy, Me mammy said to me, "Don't mess around with them Irish Girls, They'll never let you be!" I went off to Dublin, To see what I could see... They filled me up with whiskey, boys! They never let me be! Chorus: I miss my home! The chimney stacks and the cobbled streets I roam, Wherever I go, when I find myself alone, I just close my eyes and the memories take me home. When I was a little boy, Me mammy said to me, Don't mess around with them French girls, they'll never let you be, I took a trip to Paris, France, To see what I could see... They filled me up with Ooh la la! They never let me be! Chorus When I was a young man, Me mammy said to me, Stay away from all those Yankee girls, They'll never let you be, So I went to New York City, To see what I could see, They put mustard on me hot dog, boys! They never let me be! Chorus It's finally plain to see, They'll never let you be, I should have listened to all the things, Me mammy said to me! Chorus: And now I am an old man, At the age of 93 I'm on my way to heaven, boys, To see what I can see, St. Peter's at them pearly gates, And as he opens up the door, He says you're not finished yet me b'yyyy! You're goin' back for more! Chorus

I'm a fly ass nigga, keep a bad ass bitch All you hating ass niggas suck my dick If it ain't about the money on my line then click Cuz I'm all about the paper I don't love no bitch Three five in a blunt that's how I smoke my shit And I'm rolling big woods with my Stickum Stix I done gave yo bitch some game now she on my dick All designer on me say she like my drip I dropped a grip on this drip bitch New guisseppie on you can't pronounce that shit In my foreign ass whip with my Puerto Rican bitch taking first class trips off a balling ass trick Cash app make a bitch cash out Cash app make a bitch cash out Cash app make a bitch cash out I don't fuck with broke bitches Imma make her bring the bag out Bad lil bitch she ride the dick like a horse The way we fuck be so good that I bought her a Porsche They call me Trey nigga cuz I been with hoes And we Smoking Black Water hydrating them slow Dymond shine so bright icey don't need no light And you ain't rolling with the kamp if you ain't fucking tonite Baddest bitch in the club so you know she get paid And she bring it home to me pimp pimp hooray Make a bitch get paid, make a bitch get paid Welcome to the Dymond District all my bitches slayed Grinding seven days a week ain't no holidays Bitch you wanna join the team I can give you a taste Cash app make a bitch cash out Cash app make a bitch cash out Cash app make a bitch cash out I don't fuck with broke bitches Imma make her bring the bag out

Never ever would have thought this would be my life Missing the moments I was young and blind Governments are killing people like me You expect me to be strong in this senseless tragedy People talk but you have to be wise A lie looks the same in a deep blue or brown eye The opposite of a miracle is society Only inner strength makes you great and ready I'm a rockstar I'm a badass Kind of a big deal So you better pay me in cash I'm a rockstar I'm a badass Kind of a big deal So you better pay me in cash Do you forget yourself when you list the things you love Are you afraid of the scars that you see in the mirror Shoulda, coulda, been righted but you were wronged You haven't even felt this excited in this long The way you look at yourself is so damn pitiful I dare you to condemn your ego, and be noble Connecting, connecting yet you still cannot hear me Only inner strength makes you great and ready Cause I'm a rockstar. I'm a badass. Kind of a big deal. So you better pay me in cash I'm a rockstar. I'm a badass. Kind of a big deal. So you better pay me in cash Yeah, Kind of a big deal. So you better pay me in cash I'm a rockstar I'm a badass Kind of a big deal So you better, so you better, pay me, yeah I'll wait right here till you get back with my fucking money bitch I'm a rockstar I'm a badass Kind of a big deal. So you better pay me in cash Show me the dinero por favor Yeah, I'm a rockstar. And I'm a badass deal. So you better pay me in cash You wanna get Can't wait to get ya We boutta get I'm gonna get I'm gonna get ya Hmmm, sang it We gonna get you So high that I can, fly Can't wait to get you, yeah I'm a rockstar. I'm a badass. Kind of a big deal. So you better pay me in cash I'm a rockstar. I'm a badass. Kind of a big deal. So you better pay me in cash Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Ohhhhhhhh Ohhhhhhhh Rockstar Badass Big Ol' dick Rockstar Badass Kind of a, big deal

Quererte me salió caro ¿Cómo tuviste el descaro? Si hubiera sabido que así te quería Que no me convendrían Los disparos que Cupido me ha dejado Todos tus besos los devolvería, los devolvería Pero, no guarde' ese ticket, no, no Puede haber devolución, no Me gasté tu credit card Y todo el cash debajo 'el colchón, oh Pero, no guarde' ese ticket, no, no, no Puede haber devolución, no Me gasté tu credit card El vestido que me regalaste tú Me lo puse pa'l pub Y celebré que no vas a volver No lo sabe querer Y el daño que me hiciste de tu cuenta lo cobré Lo cobré, eh-eh-eh Puede volver, no, no (no) No fue un beso, lo tenía de alquitrán La foto de los do' ardió Porque cuando la miro, me pongo mal Ah-ah-ah, porfa no me llames más Que yo estoy en otra ya Todo el tiempo que perdí yo solo sé ganar Yo solo sé ganar, yo solo sé ganar Mucho dinero, da-dame mi cash Quie-Quiero mi cash, quie-quiero mi cash Robaste mi cora, que vale mucho más El vestido que me regalaste tú Me lo puse pa'l pub Y celebré que no vas a volver No lo sabe querer (vámono' pa'l carajo) Y el daño que me hiciste de tu Cuenta lo cobré (eso te lo buscaste, bo) Lo cobré, eh-eh-eh (Ly-Ly-Ly) Yo ya no quiero tus beso' (no) Contigo me siento preso (oh-oh) Quédate con esa mala actitud Y gracia' por el sexo (uoh) Me enamoré del progreso (eh) Diamante', botella' y los beso (oh-oh) ¿Que ahora me extraña'? A otro pero con ese hueso (mami) Tu amor me salió bien caro (sí) No sé que e' peor, si estar contigo o pegarse un disparo De lo bueno tú ere' lo más malo (ma') Y cuando te fuiste me hiciste un regalo Yo sé que sufrirás lo mismo que nunca sufrí por ti Por ti, ah-ah-ah No-No-No guarde' ese ticket, no, no Puede haber devolución, no Me gasté tu credit card Y todo el cash debajo 'el colchón, oh Pero, no guarde' ese ticket, no, no, no Puede haber devolución, no Me gasté tu credit card Y todo el cash debajo 'el colchón, oh Robaste mi corazón ¿Qué hiciste conmigo? Yo te escribí una canción Ya perdió el sentido, oh Tú sabe' que yo no guardo rencor Pero un poco sí que me jode Verte por ahí, tú sabe' que sí No hay Lola, solo hay dolore', no El vestido que me regalaste tú Me lo puse pa'l pub Y celebré que no vas a volver No lo sabe querer Y el daño que me hiciste de tu cuenta lo cobré Lo cobré, eh-eh-eh Yeah-yeah Lola Indigo Ey, ey Ly-Ly, Lyanno, mami Mamacita, ¿qué fue? De Puerto Rico hasta España Para toda' las mamacita', yeah Golden Mindz Ily Wonder