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    Cash Money Millionaires / Lyrics

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    "Get Off The Corner" Lyrics

    Cash Money Millionaires feat. Lil Wayne

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    The block is hot, the cops is swarmin' a neighborhood heavy
    While niggas off in the neighborhood sellin', with penitentiary chances
    The dope roped up in the cup of their pants
    Fiends flock like ? come get this candy
    I got heroin in bundles, them Highland O's
    Plus a cooked slab, chopped up, dimes is swoll
    If I spot the laws comin', hey its time to roll
    Candy Carter got a line of parole, Outta control
    The first fell a Tuesday this month oh sweet thang
    Plus it's a sweet day, me next score for three days
    One time they say what you mean, I gets the green
    Break up the block like Maurice Green, ya feel me?
    In my predicament I'm guilty until proven innocent
    Hustle ridiculous, I'm tryin to get this dope continuous
    Ball til I fall, one thing, I ain't tryin to fall
    Want everybody numb like ambasol
    But he heard

    Uh oh
    There go them fuckin' po-po's
    And if you know like I know
    You better get off the corner

    I'm a young dog, wild and ecstatic, violent when passin
    hem gangstas doin time in a parishment, role models
    And keep ya cup, we drink whole bottles, and cuss at niggas
    Like fuck that nigga, I let my pump subtract niggas
    You beef with me I guarantee your mams be missin
    With a note behind demandin three chickens or she gets it
    Do not twist because lil man is trippin
    They could have ya body in three different places
    Ain't nothin' gravy, but save it
    Cause I'm a ride and hit the nigga street
    Weezy go to war like Sadaam and Clinton disagree
    While I'm shitty from the weed
    Like were them bustas be
    I promise ya never fuckin sleep, I clear the set
    Come outside late at night to your surprise I'm here with Tecks
    Two shots knock off the niggas necks, it's so realistic
    So I hope ya get it, or else them shots poke ya fetti
    Be on the block until them souljas hit it
    That's when he heard

    Blocka
    Me come to tear your block up
    If you don't want no problems
    You better get off the corner

    All right, I cook it, cut it, ship and move it
    I make a livin' in this crooked public distributin
    Just take a peek around, the hood is floodin', shit is boomin
    The hottest D in town lookin' for me hit me Tuesday, like after six
    See I crack the bricks right down to Z's
    Got pounds of trees, my blocks blazin' qp's to ki's
    Gangin' in the cheese, them bricks is comin'
    No droughts I don't sit on nothin'
    I don't believe I'm frontin'
    If I give you a dime, I leave with somethin'
    The big dog, Nigga I got the city under siege
    And the law don't bother me, I give the pigs a couple of G's
    Shit, I hustle strong to push this work through the streets
    I'm tryin' to deal with every nigga, and sell the birds up cheap
    I'm greedy, if there's any money bein made from drugs I need it
    Twenty bricks two weeks completed, you can't beat it
    Whatever you want, holla at me when you need to get it
    Does anybody else, I'll pay em a visit
    That's when ya heard

    Come here peeps
    I'm hearin' that you run these streets
    You don't want beef
    Then get off the corner

    Uh oh
    There go them fuckin' po-po's
    And if you know like I know
    You better get off the corner
    Blocka
    Me come to tear your block up
    If you don't want no problems
    You better get off the corner
    Come here peeps
    I'm hearin' that you run these streets
    You don't want beef
    Then get off the corner
    Come here peeps
    I'm hearin' that you run these streets
    You don't want beef
    Then get off the corner

    Uh oh
    There go them fuckin' po-po's
    And if you know like I know
    You better get off the corner
    Blocka
    Me come to tear your block up
    If you don't want no problems
    You better get off the corner
    Come here peeps
    I'm hearin' that you run these streets
    You don't want beef
    Then get off the corner
    Come here peeps
    I'm hearin' that you run these streets
    You don't want beef
    Then get off the corner

    Uh oh, you better get off the corner, skirt
    Blocka, you better get off the corner
    Come here, you better get off the corner
    Get off the corner, Get off the corner
    What, uh oh, get off the corner
    What, uh oh, you better off the corner
    What, uh oh, you better off the corner
    What, uh oh, you better off the corner
    Like dat, Get off the corner
    This song was submitted on November 24th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group.
    Written by Byron O. Thomas, Dwayne Carter.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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