U.S.D.A. - Corporate Thuggin' lyrics

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U.S.D.A. - Corporate Thuggin' lyrics

I said I'm corporate thuggin', see T E Until the day I die that's the way it's gon' be Thug Motivation I'm bumpin' number 3 Blowin' on some k**a sh** that I got from Zone 3 Blowin' Orange Mile, yeah, we call it Tennessee I'm good in every hood everybody know me So don't wake me up, I swear to God I'm dreamin' Pray fo Uncle Ray, yeah, dat n***a still beamin' Lookin' fly in the co*k pit a n***a still leanin' Money out here so a n***a still schemin' And I don't make music fo da muthaf**in' critics They don't understand 'cause they ain't muthaf**in' littin' And I ain't trippin' on the source I got a muthaf**in' plug Keep me 5 mics, I'm still a muthaf**in' thug Now the question is, can a n***a really rap? And the answer is you eva been to da trap? b**h, I make hits, you n***as waste time And I be goddamn, if I let you waste mine Like change for the better but I'm still strapped Trigga happy n***a don't make me relapse Attitude like f** it, they hatin' anyway And I can give a f** what a n***a gotta say You still talkin' blow? You goddamn right What else I'm gon' say? That's my mu-f**in' life I just left Jamaica, I'm talkin' Nachos Rios Sippin' margaritas on the beach in my Adidas Brought a few pills but that's' only fo da skeezas Used my black car but that's only fo da reefa What's up? Let's go Not a day goes by, that I ain't high Hit da mall everyday, n***a, I stay fly 26 inches, yeah, I'm sittin' up high And I'ma keep it hood, homie, dat's no lie Not day goes by, that I ain't high Hit da mall everyday, n***a, I stay fly Get how we live, yo, we tryin' to get by We throw it all in the air, baby, dats no lie Blood raw, errbody love it blowing on Jamaica The boy corporate thuggin' Gla**es in the air, errbody toastin' Don't get it f**ed up, n***a, errbody toting Posted with a broad, yeah she blacker then a African Hair down her back like she mixed with Italian Mami so thick man she look like a stallion Introduced her to my partner yeah, it's on so what's happenin'? What's happening? Dead Presidents, briefcase full of 'em Couldn't take a chance we do it for the love of 'em Living life fast, we do it for the rush of it Rubber band stacks, we do it for the touch of it This sh** don't stop, corporate thuggin' n***a til my casket drop Yams in the booth did the same on the block Don't blame me, I'm just tryna get a knot, U.S.D.A. Not a day goes by, that I ain't high Hit da mall everyday, n***a, I stay fly 26 inches, yeah, I'm sittin' up high And I'ma keep it hood, homie, dat's no lie Not day goes by, that I ain't high Hit da mall everyday, n***a, I stay fly Get how we live, yo, we tryin' to get by We throw it all in the air, baby, dats no lie, what's up? So fly, so high So fly, so high So fly, so high So fly, so high

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