Toney Roney lyrics

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C.M.L.


[Intro]
(Oh my God, is that [?][0:03] on the beat?)
I can switch it up, man
Heavyweight Hank, man
I got a million styles
I come different every time, n*gga
Zayel, n*gga, I see you, n*gga, you know what it is, n*gga

[Verse]
Like ayy, hey, whore
I'm a pimp, must I say more?
I don't like to party, I just grind like a skateboard
You got a couple dollars, boy, I'm Hank, I got way more
Beat the pus*y up from the back, she gon' stay sore
She say she wanna get some money from me, but she ain't sure
If she ain't really down about your crown, that b*tch ain't yours
A n*gga cross me, I dump his body in the Bay shore
I been in the field hittin' holes like I'm Frank Gore
I been thuggin' since a snotty nose, these b*tches be sloppy Joes
Bag full of hundred-dollar bills, n*gga, copy those
Old Ben Franks in my stash, got a lot of those
Stomp down b*tches on the blade, got a lot of those
I don't f*ck with n*ggas, they be fakin' in they rhymes
I don't trust these n*ggas, they be fakin' every time
You ain't really got a bag, n*gga, but it shine
I'ma need a tow truck just to carry mine
I just left a drumstick on an AR-9
Brand-new chop up out the box, I swear this AR fine
I just bent your baby mama over from behind
Any n*gga tell you that they over me, they lyin'
Call me Larry Sanders, b*tch, you know it's primetime
I'm the smartest n*gga thuggin', b*tch, I'm lavish Einstein
Caught that boy in Houston, hit him more than nine times
Rappin' ain't a thing, I got ninety-nine grinds
These snitchin'-ass n*ggas droppin' ninety-nine dimes
All these diamonds on me, I got ninety-nine shines
This n*gga out his mind, he snorted ninety-nine lines
They gave my brother life in jail for ninety-nine crimes
Your baby mama, she in here, just like a doggy, I'ma bone it
I don't f*ck with snitches, sucker sh*t, I don't condone it
n*ggas in my business, they be actin' like they know me
Your baby mama pregnant, I'ma f*ck her with my homie
Everybody say they gettin' money, n*gga, show me
I bought b*tch a body, then a Benz and a Rollie
Can't you see your b*tch chose me like I'm Goldie?
I ain't never fallin' off, it's in me, not on me
They don't wanna see me shine, they blockin' like a goalie
If I ever broke bread with you, then you owe me
I'm a hardbody, I can't let no n*gga ho me
n*gga, you a motherf*ckin' pig, Axel Foley
All they wanna do is lock me up, they can't control me
Never ever trust a soul is what my granny told me
b*tch, the world is mine, I feel like Scarface, call me Tony
Dancin' on this Rolls-Royce, me and Tony Roney
[Outro]
Me and Tony Roney
Dancin' on this, me and Tony Roney
Dancin' on this, me and Tony Roney
Dancin' on this, me and Tony Roney
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