Csre - Gallery Show (Interlude) Lyrics

Wake your ass up, bro

This ain't a walkthrough gallery show
Ten, when you hit the door
If you a ten, you free at the door
If you got friends, bring some for the bros
Some niggas got lows and O's
Bitch, don't interrupt me when you see me back in my zone
Ho on a daily, I put that shit on
Niggas is crazy if they ain't get on

That ho want red bottoms
And Prada
Like I'm proud of her
Tell your nigga stop hitting my phone
He's suspicious when he see you playing my songs
He see your ass in a whip, boy, he gone trip
That nigga mad as f*ck
Doc said don't fight
So protection, stay on my hip
Look It's the G, baby, Hellraiser
Hustler, I can scale way ya
Bills, let the man pay them
Dick, you can get that too
Send her bout 200, baby
Go take care of your cuticles
Your man act like a bitch
I knew that boy was sweet
Fruity Loops
I got profit, I conversate out with the pilot
You f*cked her
Knowing that ho got mileage
A light 10, When I take trips to the tropics
Spend and resell it and go and recop it
Some niggas got problems with C's
Say when they see me
Da f*ck
Boy, I'm not hiding
That nigga act tough on the net
He lying
Surrounded in perp
I feel like the Vikings
You can call me your highness
Walk in the store and spend five on a light tip
Niggas is hating on me when I might get the whip in the back in the fifth
Gang, where you at? In the back of that bitch
Moon rock high
I'm packing the spliff

This ain't a walkthrough gallery show
10 when you hit the door
If you a 10, you free at the door
If you got 10, bring some for the bros
Some niggas got lows
Don't get me back in my zone
Boy, on a light day, I put that shit on

On roll, man
And you can have that, man
That's my whole shit, man
You don't have to f*ck her on, man