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Picasso with the bars
She's well put together like a piece by Gershwin
Renaissance style, tonight is picture perfect
So smile, and pack your bags real
and they put you first in line
And so you finally ask yourself just how big you are
And you take your place in a wiser world of bigger motor cars
And you
eyes
La la la lady mary... and make us realize

First I have a question
("do you love us")
I would like to know
("do you love us")
Do you love
re mi

Do re mi
The first three notes just happen to be
Do re mi 

Do re mi

Do re mi fa so la ti

Oh let's see if I can make it easier hm
re mi

Do re mi
The first three notes just happen to be
Do re mi 

Do re mi

Do re mi fa so la ti

Oh let's see if I can make it easier hm
struggles of a playa in the chill

Come on and take a ride, triple to legit ballers
Shot-shot callers
(Shot up the chrome and let's swang)
Tigers all up in
Hey brother, do you remember when
We used to play outdoors
'Till the light was absorbed by the night.
Hey brother, it was an innocent time.
We
your nigga don't sleep 
Homey enough and see 
Well, hand your nigga some heat 
So I can feel warm in these cold ass L.A. streets 
Now hook ya nigga
have the weaka
Speak when spoken to, yeah I broke a few
And by the way I was hoping you
Had a freak for me and a freak for you
I make 'em do for us
the room
He heard himself say, "That must be my daddy"
Then he knew what he was gonna do
Billy got up enough courage, took it up
And grabbed the first
and crush this bitch,
So scream it if ya ambition fit,
I put my money on the roof and crush this bitch,
Sing it niggas, la la la la la la la la la la,
Ye
gotta put Kirko on
Bitches know I'm 'bout it, man
Love the way that I swang that chrome
I be all in her body man
Every bitch that I fuck, I own
Uh, while
Rock a by baby
La la la la la la la,
La la la la la.

Hush little lame niggas don't say a word,
Y'all don't know the half, not even a third.
Put
SPOKEN] Now let's put it all together:
[SUNG BY ALL] So, Do, La, Fa, Mi, Do, Re
So, Do, La, Ti, Do, Re, Do
[LITTLE GIRL] But it doesn't mean anything!
Picasso with the bars
She's well put together like a piece by Gershwin
Renaissance style, tonight is picture perfect
So smile, and pack your bags real
is the meanest guy around
If I were on his Boogie list, I'd get out of town

He'll be so pleased by our success
That he'll reward us too, I bet
Lexus Limo
I'm a swang three lanes to the piece and chain
And the pinky ring I'm gonna blind
'cause it's my time, I pack my dime, I put two holes
Right in
[Chorus]
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Ridin' by gettin' high
Smokin' on that chronic drinkin' Ol' English
Rags tied gangs signs Letters
hear us hollar, ? got us by the collar
Making it harder for you to wanna make an honest dollar
You wanna sip a little to make your pain numb
Tippin'
hear us hollar, ? got us by the collar
Making it harder for you to wanna make an honest dollar
You wanna sip a little to make your pain numb
Tippin'
Do-re-mi, do-re-mi
The first three notes just happen to be
Do-re-mi, do-re-mi

Do-re-mi-fa-so-la-ti
Let´s see if I can make it easy

Doe, a deer,
forget about me
As you walk on by
Will you call my name
As you walk on by
will you call my name
As you walk on by
Will you call my name

I say la la la la
[Chorus]
Ol' English (la-lala-la-la-la-la)
Ridin' by gettin' high
Smokin' on that chronic drinkin' Ol' English
Rags tied gangs signs Letters
Time to put the earphones on?
No!

La la la la
La la la la
Laaaaaaa
La la la la

(Born to multiply) Born to multiply
Born to gaze into night
struggles of a playa in the chill

Come on and take a ride, triple to legit ballers
Shot-shot callers
(Shot up the chrome and let's swang)
Tigers all up in