Plies

[fox69]

"Outchea"
(feat. Kodak Black)

"Outchea"
(feat. Kodak Black)



[Plies:]
Bih like, like
Bih like, really like, like
Bih like, we like
Really outchea though, like
Like, really, really, like
Like, really outchea though
Yeah!
Boy you know we outchea
Really, really outchea
Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya
Bih, we outchea
Boy you know we outchea
Really, really outchea
Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya
Bih, we outchea
Boy you know we outchea
Really, really outchea
Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya
Bih, we outchea
Boy you know we outchea
Really, really outchea
Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya
Bih, we outchea
[Kodak Black:]
Been jumped off the porch, boy you just now getting outchea
All my niggas hungry, they'll murk you for a hot meal
Really outchea, they be carjacking, call it car steal
Pulled up in a stolo, so don't ask me how I got here
85 Cutdog, and my motor heavy
Boy I got a 20 wall and I ain't go to Kelly
All this goddamn candy paint, yeah, my car is diabetic
Can't wait 'till I get that.36, call me Jerome Bettis
Outchea gettin' that damn fetty
White girl, no not Katy Perry
Nigga this ain't no fairytale, I'm outchea boy, you knew already
All my people been outchea
Ain't have no choice but to get outchea
Better be 'bout ya money
Ain't got no money, then you ain't' shit outchea
[Plies:]
Boy you know we outchea
Really, really outchea
Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya
Bih, we outchea
Boy you know we outchea
Really, really outchea
Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya
Bih, we outchea
Boy you know we outchea
Really, really outchea
Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya
Bih, we outchea
Boy you know we outchea
Really, really outchea
Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya
Bih, we outchea
Bitch I'm out here lurkin', bih
Bih, just like the pill man
That liitle pussy be biting, bih
Had me all in Breadaton
Bitch, I wanted that Rollie, bih
Bitch, I dropped like 80 bands
No I can't be dancing, bih
Bih, got toolie in my pants
Bitch, I was in these streets, bih
Y'all was playing freeze tag
I ain't ever played no duck, duck, goose
Bitch, I was outchea chasing bags
Bitch, I was at them baby, bih
Bitch, I wanted them 6's, bih
Bitch, you know I been outchea
When we was hollering "Ms. Cesar", bih
Bitch, I'm worth a city now
Yo little money, juvenile
Bitch, I'm worth too much money
Bitch, I can't even raw you now
I'll stand over you, and I'm not talking 'bout them jeans
When I tell you, me and my niggas, we the robbing crew
Boy you know we outchea
Really, really outchea
Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya
Bih, we outchea
Boy you know we outchea
Really, really outchea
Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya
Bih, we outchea
Boy you know we outchea
Really, really outchea
Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya
Bih, we outchea
Boy you know we outchea
Really, really outchea
Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya
Bih, we outchea

 

[fox69]

"Pants Hang Low"

"Pants Hang Low"


[Intro - Plies talking:]
Aye, man, muthafucka just told me to pull my pants up homie (What?)
Pull my pants up, I went up to that muthafucka
and told him i'm from the hood and that's how shit go

[Chorus - Plies:]
I let my pants (My Pants) Hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and this how shit go (I'm from the hood)
I let my pants (My pants) hang low (Hang low)
So, you better not play with my dough
'Cuz if you do, 4, 4 (4, 4)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
I let my pants my pants, hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go

[Verse 1 - Plies:]
I'm from the home of goon, city of the choppas
You ain't 'bout that life, you ain't want no problems
If you sweet and you know it, fuck it gone rob ya
Want straight yappas, fuck with no revolvers
Real street nigga, need a real good lawyer
Last two cases, bought four charges
In the hood, couple rules that you must follow
If you don't then, slugs'a be in your body
Want my paper, get my shawty
Hustle all day, try to ride big body
Been with three dope boys, hood call 'em garbage
Will I still fuck'a, I don't know, yeah, prolly
Just a hood nigga with alot of swag shawty
Who I hang with the most, prolly my 40
Been labeled a goon, that's what the hood call me
Stay in the hood, 'til I die homie, that's regardless

[Chorus - Plies:]
I let my pants (My Pants) Hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and this how shit go (I'm from the hood)
I let my pants (My pants) hang low (Hang low)
So, you better not play with my dough
'Cuz if you do, 4, 4 (4, 4)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
I let my pants my pants, hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go

[Hook - Plies:]
Say i'm too hood, might be
Don't give a damn what you think about me
Say i'ma goon, that's me
Don't give a damn what you think about me, nigga

[Verse 2 - Plies:]
This where you find the most snitches, and most guns
Go four little parnters right now, on the run
Half of the city fellas supposed to have got warned
Guns stay swole every first of the month
If you ain't got 5, you better not stunt
Hood cut throat, can't even front
Bentley alright, get more attention than the donk
No shirt, pants saggin' with big charm
If it ain't top of the line, I don't want that blunt
Geeked in this trap, come through the front
Jack boys ridin', tryna find what they want
Ball last night, 4 g's what I spun
Before you fuckin' wit me, better take his lunch
'Cuz, if you get behind me, then i'm gon' punch
554's under the hood, will run
'Cuz i'm from the hood, and this is how it done

[Chorus - Plies:]
I let my pants (My Pants) Hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and this how shit go (I'm from the hood)
I let my pants (My pants) hang low (Hang low)
So, you better not play with my dough
'Cuz if you do, 4, 4 (4, 4)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go
I let my pants my pants, hang low (Hang low)
I'm from the hood and that's how shit go

[Hook - Plies:]
Say i'm too hood, might be
Don't give a damn what you think about me
Say i'ma goon, that's me
Don't give a damn what you think about me, nigga

[Outro - Mannie Fresh talking:]
Yaaahhhh, ladies and gentlemen
You're now listenin' to the ghetto music
And, this being supplied to you by the realest in charge,
Plies, and the dude freggy fresh, yeah
Good night ya'll

 

[fox69]

"Paper Cutz"

"Paper Cutz"


[Hook:]
I heard they do whatever if you pay enough
Tell to suck the nigga get your paper up
I walk up in this bitch with some paper tucked
Thumbing through them racks gettin paper cutz,
Paper cutz, gettin paper cutz,
See me thumbing them racks gettin paper cutz,
Yeah I heard they do whatever if you pay enough,
See me thumbing to the racks gettin paper cutz.
I wanna buy the price is like nino,
I take a nigga bitch like Scarface did Franko, damn
Woke up this morning ain't the speeding to
Rented the whole floor out at the fountain blue,
Remix the chopper made it sound proof,
Now you can't hear shit when I shoot,
Love smoke attention bought the whole pound,
Love went Jay bought the whole aile,
Every other day I'm flyin hoes in
I told her that she gonna fuck and one free band,
Last month I just switch my jewelry up,
And this month I have to switch my hoes up, damn
I building me a crib on the man...
Just so ya'll fuck nigga can keep hate
I might put giraffe in the front yard
That's ya'll fuck nigga can hate hard
[Hook:]
I heard they do whatever if you pay enough
Tell to suck the nigga get your paper up
I walk up in this bitch with some paper tucked
Thumbing through them racks gettin paper cutz,
Paper cutz, gettin paper cutz,
See me thumbing them racks gettin paper cutz,
Yeah I heard they do whatever if you pay enough,
See me thumbing to the racks gettin paper cutz.
Every Monday night I fuck another scurb
I told her she can stay, she like call her
She ask me can I take her home, I told her cab quicker
She ask me why I'm acting fun I told her 'cause I done rip ya
I talked to dem any kind of way I got a bank roll,
Keep my own money what I need a bank for,
Just left the trap I mean the drive through
Why you still talking I done rob you,
Ten cars all in my mama name,
Pistol on me all at the magic game
It's been a hundred dollars since I want in
To get neck promise since she walk in damn
Bro on the phone talking big money,
Talking when I get a k can't tell me shit money
Millie on, that's a lot of band
The count all that gonna take a lot of hands
[Hook:]
I heard they do whatever if you pay enough
Tell to suck the nigga get your paper up
I walk up in this bitch with some paper tucked
Thumbing through them racks gettin paper cutz,
Paper cutz, gettin paper cutz,
See me thumbing them racks gettin paper cutz,
Yeah I heard they do whatever if you pay enough,
See me thumbing to the racks gettin paper cutz.
I keep thumbin, I keep thumbin, I keep thumbin, I keep thumbin
I'm talking hunna after hunna, after hunna, keep them coming
I keep thumbing, I keep thumbing, I keep thumbing, I keep thumbing
I'm talking hunna after hunna, after hunna I keep coming
[Hook:]
I heard they do whatever if you pay enough
Tell to suck the nigga get your paper up
I walk up in this bitch with some paper tucked
Thumbing through them racks gettin paper cutz,
Paper cutz, gettin paper cutz,
See me thumbing them racks gettin paper cutz,
Yeah I heard they do whatever if you pay enough,
See me thumbing to the racks gettin paper cutz.

 

[fox69]

"Paranoid"

"Paranoid"


Something finna happen bih, I can feel it bih [x2]
I'm para para para para noid
I'm para para para para noid
Deze hoes got me paranoid
Deze niggahs got me paranoid
Da police & da muthafuckin feds got me paranoid
[Verse 1:]
Muthafuck da world
Cuz da world is evil
Just bought me a new 40
I call dat bitch da sequel
Dat why I don't goto church
Cuz I cant trust the preacher
I don't fuck hoes at my house
Cuz I can't trust dem neither
I see a car wit 10 on it
I think its dem people
Cuz keep yo shit 100
Dat shit must be illegal
Da feds dun picked up 20 niggahs
Now dey got me peepin
I heard dem niggahs rob
Dat why I keep on reachin
And while I'm ridin dolo
Cuz muhfuckas sneaky
I don't talk around niggahs
Dats how shit be leakin
I keep behind dem toolies
I got my fuckin reasons
And why I ain't superfriendly
Cuz bitch I ain't no deacon
[Chorus]
[Verse 2:]
A niggah called my phone
I feel he tawkin crazy
Tawkin bout his plug
And how he can whip a baby
I hung up on dat niggah
Well bitch dis ain't da 80's
I bet I hit you long
And dat ain't how you play me
A bitch dat stop my car
Tawkin bout she pregnant
bitch you tryna come up
I don't understand dat language
Cuz me & you never fucked
Ain't never got you naked
You sucked my dick & jacked me off
And after dat I fainted
bitch you picked the wrong one
Cuz I can make you famous
I cant trust deze hoes
I don't know what dey thinkin
Police lurkin hard
Got me scared to drive
Oprah tried to pull me
I'm paranoid at high
[Chorus]
[Verse 3:]
Who da fuck to trust
Cuz friends done got shady
Cuz one of my lil homies
Fuck my other dawg lady
I ain't gone tell him shit
Cuz he gone think I'm hatin
My cousin robbed his big brother on 380
Da streets done got slow
So everybody taken
Most of da niggahs in da county
Got everybody shaken
Dem niggahs droppin names
Dependin what dey facin
Its 4o'clock in da morning
I'm in da crib pacin
Nobody out here is safe
Cuz shit out here ain't gravy
Cuz dawgs been crossin dawgs
Dats da shit dat been goin on lately
Everybody got a mask
bitch out here like jason
I can be in da bed
Got dat bitch on safety
[Chorus]

 

[fox69]

"PD"
(feat. Gucci Mane)

"PD"
(feat. Gucci Mane)



[Hook - Plies:]
You a real tall glass of water
Just looking at you make me thirsty
Oh Lord & she the preacher's daughter
But still I want her in the worst way
She shouldn't have came her in the first place
Special occasion is her birthday
I swear to God I'm glad I caught her
Come blow the candles out baby

[Verse 1 - Plies:]
Ok, ok, ok, And I'm up ok, ok, Glamorous ok, ok
She's the preacher's daughter, but I'm a ghetto star
She ain't going nowhere, (why) because I didn't beat her raw
Hooked her on the first shot, Kareem Abdul-Jabbar,
I let her play Chloe; I just play Lamar,
She just hit my cell cause she done left her bra
I, I, I got her on quavo
Got her with her shorts off, looking at her vajayo
Driving with my fingers crossed hope I don't go to hell
I, I, I got her rolling
I, I got her losing focus

[Hook]

[Verse 2 - Gucci:]
She like a devil in a red dress
I wanna get her in my incents
And plus I was just too fresh
She was flirting getting too fresh
She the preacher daughter on the alter
But, I spoil her like her father
I school her like a toddler
She with Gucci, so don't bother
I go harder and grind harder
I ride hard as she loving my persona
The aroma, a Kush ammonia
It's what she smells and I can't keep my hands off her

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - Plies:]
Red plus she bowlegged, a cherry no pit
Caught on the 6 for later on the 6
One thing I can say about her, shawty take a stick
She was greener than a motherfucker, I got her talking slick
She get it from her momma, all in the hips
I love walking behind her, so I can see her twist
I think I hit her kidneys the last time I ripped
I felt kind of bad though, so I left her a tip
Her Becky on steroids, that's little momma gift
She don't like to drink it strong though, so I just let her sip
4 o'clock in the morning, that liquor'll have you stiff
But that's my little baby she know how to make a grip

[Hook]

 

[fox69]

"People Dem"

"People Dem"


Keep it real with your people dem
You eat, they eat, you shine, they shine
Keep it real with your people dem
They hold you down, you hold them back
Keep it real with your people dem
They ride, you ride, you ride, they ride
Keep it real with your people dem
Keep it real with your people dem
Keep it real with your people dem
You eat, they eat, you shine, they shine
Keep it real with your people dem
They hold you down, you hold them back
Keep it real with your people dem
They ride, you ride, you ride, they ride
Keep it real with your people dem
Keep it real with your people dem
Keep it real with your people dem

Nigga told me damn, my nigga, everything got here by self
I told him I don't give a damn how you get it, how you got it
You ain't get it by yourself
If your soldiers ain't eating, you the only one eating
They ain't riding for you no more
That's the shit, go to liquor, nigga, go to liquor fine, but they ain't really wrong, though
If they go to war, nigga, if they die for you, nigga, they supposed to eat, too
And if they are on the frontline with you, my nigga, them nigga brought the ball, too
Hold up, my nigga, hold up, my nigga, don't get all to your all
But when the time go to war, my nigga, you can't call them to ride with you all

Keep it real with your people dem
You eat, they eat, you shine, they shine
Keep it real with your people dem
They hold you down, you hold them back
Keep it real with your people dem
They ride, you ride, you ride, they ride
Keep it real with your people dem
Keep it real with your people dem
Keep it real with your people dem
You eat, they eat, you shine, they shine
Keep it real with your people dem
They hold you down, you hold them back
Keep it real with your people dem
They ride, you ride, you ride, they ride
Keep it real with your people dem
Keep it real with your people dem
Keep it real with your people dem

Every time I think I seen it all, a motherfucker show me something else
I wanna show you that you really for your niggas, them the ones that you really supposed to help
Not the ones that you just met, hoes you wanna fuck, ain't talking about them
I'm talking about the ones when it goes down you can pick up the phone and call them
And you know that they coming, they ain't asking no questions, they gonna ride to the end
And if you lose it all tomorrow then the same motherfucker, he'll be calling up again
If you say that is love then it's love, my nigga, be a man of your word
If I'm showing you love, my nigga, give me the same damn thing

Keep it real with your people dem
You eat, they eat, you shine, they shine
Keep it real with your people dem
They hold you down, you hold them back
Keep it real with your people dem
They ride, you ride, you ride, they ride
Keep it real with your people dem
Keep it real with your people dem
Keep it real with your people dem
You eat, they eat, you shine, they shine
Keep it real with your people dem
They hold you down, you hold them back
Keep it real with your people dem
They ride, you ride, you ride, they ride
Keep it real with your people dem
Keep it real with your people dem
Keep it real with your people dem

 

[fox69]

"Please Excuse My Hands"
(feat. Jamie Foxx, The-Dream)

"Please Excuse My Hands"
(feat. Jamie Foxx, The-Dream)



[Plies]
What's happenin baby
let ya lil whoa Plies tell you whats goin on wit a man
my hands been gettin me in a lot of trouble lately so...

[Chorus]
Please excuse my hands
They just wanna touch
They just wanna feel
They don't mean no harm
Baby just excuse my hands (whoa whoa)
Baby please excuse my hands
I apologize they have a one track mind
to squeeze on your behind
Baby just excuse my hands (whoa whoa)
Please excuse my hands

[Plies]
With my hands I can make you do a lot of thangs
Have you engagin in some activities you can't explain
Leave my fingerprints on every inch yo damn framewit dis one finger I
Could make you get off the chain
Get to lickin and my hands they get they own brain
They wanna touch ya they wanna rub ya they wanna feel yo frame
Run my hands through yo hair and go against yo grain
Let me massage ya baby and help ease yo pain
You wanna get comfortable take your shorts off I can help you change
Wanna take my hands off but I cant they jus gon' call yo name
If I can't squeeze ya and I cant hold ya it don't feel the same
It ain't my fault baby my hands is the one to blame

[Chorus]
Please excuse my hands
They just wanna touch
They just wanna feel
They don't mean no harm
Baby just excuse my hands (whoa whoa)
Baby please excuse my hands
I apologize they have a one track mind
to squeeze on your behind
Baby just excuse my hands (whoa whoa)
Please excuse my hands

[The-Dream]
I'ma do ya like this and do ya like that
I promise you gon' like the way I touch on you
so jump up in dis benz and let the seat back
I promise you gon' like da way I feel on you
I'ma do you til yo body say "ohhh"
I'ma do it til yo mouth breathes "no more"
I said excuse my hands she said "boy stop playin come make love to yo
number one fan"

[Jamie Foxx]
Please excuse my hands

[Plies]
Before I kiss ya or make love to ya I wanna touch
Can you please face the wall you bout to get strip searched
My hands talkin to me they want now what's under yo skirt
Let me be the one who do the honors and help you wit yo shirt
My hands don't like to be unemployed they like to work
I been told my hands are lil Manish they like to flirt
God knows woman the sexy thing you put on is us
My hand cravin yo lil sweet body its gettin worse
I wanna thank you and your body fo helpin me write this verse
My hands will never leave yo body baby they so loyal
Do me a favor look on the dresser and grab that baby oil
Ain't got to be the one that do it my hands gon' spoil ya

[Chorus]
Please excuse my hands
They just wanna touch
They just wanna feel
They don't mean no harm
Baby just excuse my hands (whoa whoa)
Baby please excuse my hands
I apologize they have a one track mind
to squeeze on your behind
Baby just excuse my hands (whoa whoa)
Please excuse my hands

[The-Dream]
Keep doin it keep doin it keep doin it to me
Keep doin it keep doin it I swear I'll never leave
Keep doin it keep doin it keep doin it shawty shawty
Woke up in the spot ah
Yeah the boys on fire
I'm wit my nigga Plies

 

[fox69]

"Plenty Money"

"Plenty Money"


[Intro]
I got plenty money, I got plenty money (Okay)
I got plenty money, I got plenty money (Okay)
I got plenty money, I got plenty money (Okay)
I got plenty money, I got plenty money (Let the streets know)
I got plenty money, I got plenty money (Okay)
I got plenty money, I got plenty money (Let the streets know)
I got plenty money, I got plenty money (Okay)
I got plenty money, I got plenty money (Okay)

[Hook 2x]
What's in my pocket, dawg, big face hundreds
Just left the mall, bought everything that I wanted
I kinda mad wit' you haters, I'm real disappointed
'Cause what you didn't tell the people, that I got plenty money
(Okay) I got plenty money, I got plenty money
(Okay) I got plenty money, I got plenty money
(Okay) I got plenty money, I got plenty money
(Okay) I got plenty money, I got plenty money
(Okay)

[Verse 1]
I like my bitches hood, but all my whips foreign
Just bought another house, the last one was boring
Ten-thousand square-feet, it feel like you tourin'
These niggas dissin' me, it really ain't important
Take off yo shirt, nigga, I bet yo ribs showin'
You nigga starvin', my money over-flowin'
Jewelry game sick, got all these hos adorin'
Catch me in the club wit' all the 'gnac pourin'
If I ever go to prison, I'ma have plenty stories
Sleep real good, 'cause I ain't got no worries
Stay fresh everyday, jewelry stay glowin'
I got plenty money and all you niggas knowin'

[Hook 2x]
What's in my pocket, dawg, big face hundreds
Just left the mall, bought everything that I wanted
I kinda mad wit' you haters, I'm real disappointed
'Cause what you didn't tell the people, that I got plenty money
(Okay) I got plenty money, I got plenty money
(Okay) I got plenty money, I got plenty money
(Okay) I got plenty money, I got plenty money
(Okay) I got plenty money, I got plenty money
(Okay)

[Verse 2]
Next month, guess what, I'm buyin' rappers
'Cause I'm startin' to feel sorry for you lil' bastards
I'm pretty hot, yo career a disaster
I control you niggas, somethin' like yo master
Sixty-five grand, that's 'round ??
Stay from 'round me if you don't like to smell cheddar
I ain't fuckin' wit that ho 'cause she a dick hacker
Wanna know who I'm fuckin', my money, I just married her
She been good to me, I might 5-karat her
Ran me out the store, I bought too many plasmas
Count so much money, breathe like I got asthma
The old sayin' is, "The more money, the marrier"

[Hook 2x]
What's in my pocket, dawg, big face hundreds
Just left the mall, bought everything that I wanted
I kinda mad wit' you haters, I'm real disappointed
'Cause what you didn't tell the people, that I got plenty money
(Okay) I got plenty money, I got plenty money
(Okay) I got plenty money, I got plenty money
(Okay) I got plenty money, I got plenty money
(Okay) I got plenty money, I got plenty money
(Okay)

[Verse 3]
Ion't know why I bought the Bentley when I had the Mazerati
And what I paid for the "Goon" chain, one-fourty
Scared to keep money on me 'cause I will blow it
My strip club name is "Mr. Will-Throw-It"
Keep fire on deck and I will show it
Fuck wit' me and get wacked and all you niggas know it
Scared to dance in the club 'cause my fire loaded
If you won't use it, guess what, then don't tote it
Mo' money, to most niggas, mean mo' hos
Mo' money, to me, it mean keep goin'
Haters gettin' tired, my money still growin'
Ball all night, catch a flight in the mornin'

 

[fox69]

"Plugged In"

"Plugged In"


I know Pablo, I know Pablo [x7]
I'm plugged in
I'm plugged in
I'm plugged in

I can get you anything you need cause I'm plugged in
Send them Haitians at you cause I'm plugged in
He can't get my prices cause I'm plugged in
I can make it happen cause I'm plugged in
I'm plugged in

I know the man
You just know the man next to the man
He showed me love
Wholesale
He asks you (how much?)
Double hell
My face good
My word long
I can make it happen one phone call
Yeah what's up?
Send em through
I can have em here before this verse through
Real shit
Think it's a game
He know many ladies by they first name
Real talk
Real shit
I can get you anything you want bitch

I can get you anything you need cause I'm plugged in
Send them Haitians at you cause I'm plugged in
He can't get my prices cause I'm plugged in
I can make it happen cause I'm plugged in
I'm plugged in

I can get you anything you need cause I'm plugged in
Send them Haitians at you cause I'm plugged in
He can't get my prices cause I'm plugged in
I can make it happen cause I'm plugged in
I'm plugged in

Shooters know me
Just say the word
That word that shooters told me
I know them too
They know me well
Pull up on ya (what they call it?)
Roadkill
Well respect
Well connect
One thing I ain't
Apologetic
I'm a play the game going deep pockets
For a 8 ball they'll pull rockets
I can get you this I can get you that
Hellfire tell them they'll take your sack
Always stood on the front line
Just brought a uzi that don't make a sound

I can get you anything you need cause I'm plugged in
Send them Haitians at you cause I'm plugged in
He can't get my prices cause I'm plugged in
I can make it happen cause I'm plugged in
I'm plugged in

I can get you anything you need cause I'm plugged in
Send them Haitians at you cause I'm plugged in
He can't get my prices cause I'm plugged in
I can make it happen cause I'm plugged in
I'm plugged in

 

[fox69]

"Pressure"

"Pressure"


I Don’t Think They Know What Pressure Really Is
(I don’t think they really know)
Welcome To Pressure…

When You Ain’t Got Nobody You Can Depend On
and you out here trying to survive on your own
That’s What You Call Pressure
When You experience sodden death in your family Now Everybody Expecting You To Handle It
That’s What You Call Pressure
If You Try To Raise Your Kids On Your Own, But It’s Hard With Her Baby Daddy Gone
That’s What You Call Pressure
When You Open Your Refrigerator Door
And Ain’t Nothing Up In That Bitch But a Coke,
That’s What You Call Pressure.

And What I’m Post To Tell My Mama
When She Ask Me To Barrow A Couple Hundred, A Couple Hundred
And My Jit All Ways Need Something, And I Can Hear The Growling In His Stomach
He Crying About The Ps3, Cause His Friends Wont Let Him Play They Wii,
This Pressure Ain't Like The S.A.T.’s, This Pressure Here Dawg Times 3
The System Say Fuck It Get A Job
How You Supposed To Do That Whit a Charge..
And If It Wasn’t For The EBT Cards, There’d Be A lot Of Mother Fuckers Out Here Starving

[Hook:]
That’s What You Call Pressure
When You Ain’t Got Nobody You Can Depend On
You Out Here Trying To Survive On Your Own
That’s What You Call Pressure
When You Experience Sudden Death In Your Family, Now Everybody Expecting You To Handel It
That’s What You Call Pressure
If You Try To Raise Ya Kids On Your Own, But It’s Hard With Her Baby Daddy Gone
That’s What You Call Pressure
When You Open Your Refrigerator Door
And Ain’t Nothing Up In That Bitch But a Coke,
That’s What You Call Pressure..

Imagine Being Diagnosed With a Sickness, But You Still Out Here Trying To Get It
Your Whole Damn Life Been Stressed , Cause That’s How It Is In The Jet’s “ Ft. Lauderdale Florida”
You’re Working About Forty Hours Too
An You Still Trying To Push Your Way Threw School
You Need Somebody To Talk To, But You Can’t Trust Nobody But You
She Say She Got A Problem With Her Weight, And Un till She Lose It, She Ain’t Gunna Be Straight
And All His Homeboys They Bang, Un till He Get Up Out It, They Call Him Lame

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Some Times In Life You Don’t Got A Choice, Especially When You’re Going Threw A Divorce
Child Protection Services Took Her Kids
Cause Somebody Lie On Her Bout What She Did
Imagine Going To Court For Conspiracy, When You Ain’t Have Shit To Do With It
When You Was Younger You Fucked All Ya Credit, But Now That You Older You Regret It
You Out Here Still Trying To Get It, But It’s Hard When His License Suspended
You Can’t Sit Still You Got To Eat.. So When Its Time for the Drive, You Got to Sneek
that’s What You Call Pressure

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