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my way
My mom's words seems like yesterday
Love Jesus, don't forget to pray
She must have gone with the boss D.J. right?
And feelin though, skinny
my way
My mom's words seems like yesterday
Love Jesus, don't forget to pray
She must have gone with the boss D.J. right?
And feelin though, skinny
on medicated
Weed high, liquor high, drug dealers, stick-up guys
LOX, Wise Guys Enterprise
You ain't got to cop it, we got you, you could rent a pie
God,
no way I'm a make it
Back to my classes, the clock impatient (I'm back)
Well, apologize to the teach for me
'Cause anything she speaks ain't
Doing shit
Names have been kept the same to reflect the Strange
This is the Martini

This is Sam
He was so in love with her
But she was young and so that put
on they wrists 
But my man karate man cut the nerves out his fist 
But yo, throw your hands up why'all it's just love in here 

It ain't shit but a thug
karate man cut the nerves out his fist
But yo put your hands up y'all it's love in here
It ain't shit but a thug affair
I'm at the bar spendin' thug
thought of mixing blood with my confidence
She was in my city, showing love to me's the consequence
'Cause my wills coming, whether or not you're liking
different to the mother land
Some will get a summer tan
It's hotter than a summer jam
Live for today
Cause you'll never gettin' another chance
I ain't
different to the mother land
Some will get a summer tan
It's hotter than a summer jam
Live for today
Cause you'll never gettin' another chance
I ain't
that 

No problem, (why?) because I got it like that 
A Baby Bam beat and an African rap 
My partner by my side, Sammy be	 is on the cut 
Your DJs
the South
Jazze Pha, let's hop in the Lammy (Lamborghini)
Stop by Sammy, chill in the hood, you good, you family
My boys like to pull them blammies,
the women you been pursuing, now they want more
And they deserve it all, don’t settle for what ain’t yours

When 16 ain't enough, when 16 ain't enough, ooh
she ain't lookin' for love
Smoke that loud up by the pound, she get champagne and drink it up
Hope you ain't a Caption Save Her cause she ain't lookin'
igniting my fuse

I was blinded by the blackness
Of her long silk stockings
She was rocking with an optical illusion
This ain't how I'd thought it'd be
Woman don't need no run around
Don't need no truth in disguise
She only goes by
That look of love in her eye
There ain't no other side to see
She
and jumpin' for joy
Whether you man, woman girl or a boy
You will agree, it ain't no other like the B-I-Z
I'm up with the Jones, like my name's Roy
But, yo,
place its my amphetamine
She junks me but its alright
In her summer dress she parts the sea
Her hair wrapped up in rosary beads
Everybody else is gone
Bottle of perfume left for dead on the table by her side of the bed
I spray a little in the air
And outta nowhere, she's there
Hair on fire in
igniting my fuse

I was blinded by the blackness
Of her long silk stockings
She was rocking with an optical illusion
This ain't how I'd thought it'd be
I was following the rodeos in Texas
And being chased by fathers of my ex's
I was a looking for romance but it happened just like that
When I saw her
slo-mo
From the biv that we burnin in the studio
For all my fans i love yall the truest song

Wake up tip on to the next one
am i running this game no
that 

No problem, (why?) because I got it like that 
A Baby Bam beat and an African rap 
My partner by my side, Sammy be	 is on the cut 
Your DJs
dogg 3 times
Like bub Scarface, T-Loc 1 & 2
Big 40 mick dogg this ones for you
Sammy Parker we ain't forgot about you O.G. cuzz
I'ma show these
Woman don't need no run around
Don't need no truth in disguise
She only goes by 
That look of love in her eye

There ain't no other side to see