Max B - First of the Month lyrics
[Max B - First of the Month lyrics]
Mama, she tryna touch the yayo
We say "Yo, what you need, we
Got D, we got weed, we got E"
(We got, we got)
She cop it and she love to stay high
Her money good, good, good
She smoke it time after time
So pop the top, we'll put one in ya girl
This is that bone bone bone
Let's smoke a couple pieces and chill
I got these bitches looking
Thirst' for a blunt
This not ordinary day in the hood
This is the first of the month
Started out as a little itty
Baby in this cold, cold world
His poppa had a boy and girl
Stressed her momma out now she doin' drugs
Moving through the city streets
Clean teeth, used to have them pretty feet
Now she pretty weak, from the drug use
Fucking all them ballers for they cash
There's war when I got pot to pass
Flew 'em in
Dolo in the crib, tryna fix something to eat
Tryna get something that's sweet
So we can sleep, "Don't lay on the sheets"
Momma she be dripping blood
From the needle in and out of veins
This joint gon' bring you lots of pain
Lots of rain staring out the window as my
Poppa waving bye to me
"Baby where the TV, why you lie to me"
Riding we, gunning from my robberies
Treating 'em like bitches from the past
Style on 'em as I watch 'em pass
Watch that nigga dash like he in and out
Carlo, he told me
"Wrap that package up and send it out"
It's the first of the month
Mama, she tryna touch the yayo
We say "Yo, what you need, we
Got D, we got weed, we got E"
(We got, we got)
She cop it and she love to stay high
Her money good, good, good
She smoke it time after time
So pop the top, we'll put one in ya girl
This is that bone bone bone
Let's smoke a couple pieces and chill
I got these bitches looking
Thirst' for a blunt
This not ordinary day in the hood
This is the first of the month
They had a nigga sitting in
The county jail wondering "What's life
I am done with' it" run with' it
Baby, you can be a star
Won't you just ask Maxi B
Look at how I'm running through they
Faculty back to back with me
Was my right hand
Telling all my business in the street
Said I got it from Dyckman, lightning, piping
Hot, we got burners, and them bundles
We can furnish
Done seen niggas get murdered
I can tell you more
Pumping out the corner store
Kept my little look-out in the front
My dudes just moved 'em out the trunk
"Million Dollar Baby Volume One and
Two" I love it boo
Classic like that G-funk sound
I fucks with you
Biggavell, I don't think you really know
How wavy you are you's a star the fiends
I let 'em park my car
Dipping out the back when I see the Jakes
She need a taste chasin' that paper
She left a trace it's the first of the month
Mama, she tryna touch the yayo
We say "Yo, what you need, we
Got D, we got weed, we got E"
(We got, we got)
She cop it and she love to stay high
Her money good, good, good
She smoke it time after time
So pop the top, we'll put one in ya girl
This is that bone bone bone
Let's smoke a couple pieces and chill
I got these bitches looking
Thirst' for a blunt
This not ordinary day in the hood
This is the first of the month
My grandma passed
I really miss her couldn't go to
The funeral and kiss her
In the cell I was staring at her picture
She never liked my way of life
Told me I would pay the price
Riding on my foes got me
Gliding on these hoes
Feeling like some other type of nigga
Come and fuck with the Bigga
We can live it up
One day I'm gon' give it up
Be a family man and settle down with a
Wife and kid nigga you so trifling
Nigga don't be tryna spit
That righteous shit, you ain't but a bitch
And baby I don't like that shit
Staying out late
Tryna come home when you want
Tryna come and roll a blunt
Tryna come and go for what
You ain't really wanna be my man, Max damn
Max baby, you best to stand back
I can't stand that every time you get around
Your friends you be, starting yo shit again
On the first of the month
Mama, she tryna touch the yayo
We say "Yo, what you need, we
Got D, we got weed, we got E"
(We got, we got)
She cop it and she love to stay high
Her money good, good, good
She smoke it time after time
So pop the top, we'll put one in ya girl
This is that bone bone bone
Let's smoke a couple pieces and chill
I got these bitches looking
Thirst' for a blunt
This not ordinary day in the hood
This is the first of the month
We say "Yo, what you need, we
Got D, we got weed, we got E"
(We got, we got)
She cop it and she love to stay high
Her money good, good, good
She smoke it time after time
So pop the top, we'll put one in ya girl
This is that bone bone bone
Let's smoke a couple pieces and chill
I got these bitches looking
Thirst' for a blunt
This not ordinary day in the hood
This is the first of the month
Started out as a little itty
Baby in this cold, cold world
His poppa had a boy and girl
Stressed her momma out now she doin' drugs
Moving through the city streets
Clean teeth, used to have them pretty feet
Now she pretty weak, from the drug use
Fucking all them ballers for they cash
There's war when I got pot to pass
Flew 'em in
Dolo in the crib, tryna fix something to eat
Tryna get something that's sweet
So we can sleep, "Don't lay on the sheets"
Momma she be dripping blood
From the needle in and out of veins
This joint gon' bring you lots of pain
Lots of rain staring out the window as my
Poppa waving bye to me
"Baby where the TV, why you lie to me"
Riding we, gunning from my robberies
Treating 'em like bitches from the past
Style on 'em as I watch 'em pass
Watch that nigga dash like he in and out
Carlo, he told me
"Wrap that package up and send it out"
It's the first of the month
Mama, she tryna touch the yayo
We say "Yo, what you need, we
Got D, we got weed, we got E"
(We got, we got)
She cop it and she love to stay high
Her money good, good, good
She smoke it time after time
So pop the top, we'll put one in ya girl
This is that bone bone bone
Let's smoke a couple pieces and chill
I got these bitches looking
Thirst' for a blunt
This not ordinary day in the hood
This is the first of the month
They had a nigga sitting in
The county jail wondering "What's life
I am done with' it" run with' it
Baby, you can be a star
Won't you just ask Maxi B
Look at how I'm running through they
Faculty back to back with me
Was my right hand
Telling all my business in the street
Said I got it from Dyckman, lightning, piping
Hot, we got burners, and them bundles
We can furnish
Done seen niggas get murdered
I can tell you more
Pumping out the corner store
Kept my little look-out in the front
My dudes just moved 'em out the trunk
"Million Dollar Baby Volume One and
Two" I love it boo
Classic like that G-funk sound
I fucks with you
Biggavell, I don't think you really know
How wavy you are you's a star the fiends
I let 'em park my car
Dipping out the back when I see the Jakes
She need a taste chasin' that paper
She left a trace it's the first of the month
Mama, she tryna touch the yayo
We say "Yo, what you need, we
Got D, we got weed, we got E"
(We got, we got)
She cop it and she love to stay high
Her money good, good, good
She smoke it time after time
So pop the top, we'll put one in ya girl
This is that bone bone bone
Let's smoke a couple pieces and chill
I got these bitches looking
Thirst' for a blunt
This not ordinary day in the hood
This is the first of the month
My grandma passed
I really miss her couldn't go to
The funeral and kiss her
In the cell I was staring at her picture
She never liked my way of life
Told me I would pay the price
Riding on my foes got me
Gliding on these hoes
Feeling like some other type of nigga
Come and fuck with the Bigga
We can live it up
One day I'm gon' give it up
Be a family man and settle down with a
Wife and kid nigga you so trifling
Nigga don't be tryna spit
That righteous shit, you ain't but a bitch
And baby I don't like that shit
Staying out late
Tryna come home when you want
Tryna come and roll a blunt
Tryna come and go for what
You ain't really wanna be my man, Max damn
Max baby, you best to stand back
I can't stand that every time you get around
Your friends you be, starting yo shit again
On the first of the month
Mama, she tryna touch the yayo
We say "Yo, what you need, we
Got D, we got weed, we got E"
(We got, we got)
She cop it and she love to stay high
Her money good, good, good
She smoke it time after time
So pop the top, we'll put one in ya girl
This is that bone bone bone
Let's smoke a couple pieces and chill
I got these bitches looking
Thirst' for a blunt
This not ordinary day in the hood
This is the first of the month
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