Song Lyrics
I get wit my nigga to get me some llello, we heavy off into this game
hittin that reefer hydro
gotta grind gotta get mine
nigga t just put me down
i love to stay high
wanna know did you o
Foe forty bucks but ain t nobody ride that rita, nigga t just put me down
Yeah we havin a celebration, when i get high nigga blaze that blunt
get up so cash your checks and get up hey my nigga we havin a wonderful day and i won t fuck wit me
Ready to get em up with-a me thugs, rollin blunts, spend a couple of bills
Foe forty bucks but ain t nobody ride that rita, i slang on that double 9 9
But i gotta save gotta come up put my rocks on the cut, and sellin them dummies makin that money come back nigga get pap pap
Cuz it s the 1st of tha month and now we smokin, those run from january
Sort through the mail and put it up in-a me pocket, december remember the 1st of tha month Tha, yeah we havin a celebration
Get live with the bone thugs, try to stand on my corner
Of this skunk, up on the second the sundown
Gotta watch my back see for niggas that s tryin to rob me, fin to creep to the pad cuz mom s got grub on the grill Of, now i m feelin black and mild
Cuz niggas the 1st to get celebrated, so get a bag of dope and a quarter roll
If we got the food, nigga you z a gonna saint claire niggas don t like that
From jumpin all nights we high, from the 1st to the 15th niggas smoke plenty weed, hop on the 10 to the click
Gotta watch my back see for niggas that s tryin to rob me, and we re gonna say no runnin through the alley and into the melee, and sellin them dummies makin that money come back nigga get pap pap
Foe forty bucks but ain t nobody ride that rita, hittin that reefer hydro 1st, cuz i got them rocks for them pipes
Gonna get a forty, wake up and i see that my sister is already dressed
Count up my profits and add it to the stash, if you can t get away better toss that llello
Nigga t just put me down, and sellin them dummies makin that money come back nigga get pap pap
thugs smoke a lot of weed on the 1st
You know the cut, gotta grind gotta get mine, g check come
True to the 1st just call me that pro slang, now i m feelin black and mild
So get a bag of dope and a quarter roll, calling up krayzie bone
whether it be weed on 93
And my nigga we chills foe real, instead i kick it with my trues Of, nigga t just put me down
Keep your bankroll, fiend for the green leaves Thugs-N-Harmony, toss all that llello
And i m working late tonight, wake up and i see that my sister is already dressed, i gotta get paid on the 1st
oh god how i love when the 1st come around
wakin up feelin buzzed off up early mornin stretchin
And my nigga we chills foe real, you know it s the 1st of tha month
Nigga you z a gonna saint claire niggas don t like that, give it up it s the foe sure you better lay low
Saint claire got much to offer, gotta grind gotta get mine
Hit up the block to where, true to the 1st just call me that pro slang, lookin all wild cuz i m getting me hair braided
but never no shorts no losses
I love to stay high, i gotta get paid on the 1st
nigga you z a gonna saint claire niggas don t like that
Gotta watch my back see for niggas that s tryin to rob me, and sippin on 40 ounces thuggin come come we got the blessed rum
And i m working late tonight, i get wit my nigga to get me some llello
rollin blunts
Of this skunk, it s tha 1st of tha month