Texty:
Fam Lay Other

finish wit these shells I'm a stab a nigga [Chorus] [Bridge: Pharrell Williams (Fam-Lay)] Let me tell ya boss ballin, I'm boss ballin (Fam-Lay!) I'm

Trak) (Fam!) Don't try to roll up (Star Trak) Don't make me pull these motherfucking fo's up Cause it's like that! [Verse: Fam-Lay] The fiends is dying

FUCK BACK!!) You don't want it nigga (STEP THE FUCK BACK!!) I take bigger niggaz (STEP THE FUCK BACK!!) [Verse: Fam-Lay (Lil Jon)] Fam-Lay don't give

that's right) I got no friends, fuck most of these cowards (that's right) They pop shit 'til we start approachin these cowards While we lay around dollars, they lay

scene I'm turning Pink Friday to Friday the 13th Aight you Lil Kim clone clown all this buffoonery, the shit stops now time for you to lay down, I'm sick

See I wanna get next to you, freak ya body Sexy baby, my super freak I wanna get next to you, freak ya body Sexy baby I ain't even like them other types

it's the A to the jigga jigga G Rolling with my brother, no other, P-I-C [WW] Parter in crime if you didn't catch the rhyme [AG] My brother, my man, my fam

, close and distant fam Let me break it down for y'all exactly who I am (CAV) That brotha straight off of Myrtle Ave That dude that make the other dude

couldn't keep it down Asked her to dance she was like "Yo, I'm leavin' now" An hour later, sounds from Jamaica She sippin', cries straight up, shakin', windin' her waist up Scene two, my fam