Lyrics:
Let the moment go
Don't forget it for a moment, though
Just remembering you've had an "and"
When you're back to "or"
Makes the "or" mean more
Than
Uh (uh)
Ayy, that's one-point (huh)
That's 'bout point and by one-point-five in there
Ayy, yo, these foolys let the toolies spread, ringing like
hesitation
She reached out and she had got my contact quick
Ok I'm thinking
Maybe we go hit the park after dark and kick back in the whip
Excuse me sometimes I
No, no
Ayy, huh
I know that your do's and don'ts how you pride yourself, mmm
But put your way of life on the line
You just might surprise
feeling that bass all down the street
Jumped out the car on 9-0
I was wearing all white Capezio
Had my 501's, five dunkey ropes
Couldn't be saved by
and closer and closer
By the time this night is over
Le'ts take a slow and easy ride
Just lay back and let love take us over
There's magic here with you
on
You'll get a right to the grill, I'm white and I ill
A descendant of Dublin with titanic skill
I ducked and I swing, next thing your jaw's broken
Punk I
the freezer, it's obvious we got weight
I said hard work, that's soft work even with wet work
Built-in clientele so we ain't gotta network (Let's go)
We
and tugged the silver pin
by its globe from in back, as all poured down
like luxury, unloosed her white mantilla
from around her graceful hips, uncrossed
Bulletproof Benz, an it comes with white seats, studio session in NYC
Delilah, Delilah
Plain White Tees
Delilah, Delilah
Plain White Tees
Delilah, Delilah
I
Morbius
Too high and I'm feeling glorious
My ego big not no notorious
But If you want we could go back to the future in this delorean
Bitch I'm charged up,
didn’t sacrifice so that you could raise a white flag (Yah)
Anybody who has had to get their pride back (Yah)
Anybody who has had to pay the price tag
Five One Two is the area code
Twenty minutes to the studio I'm ready to go
Coconut water by side, sipping' it slow, and of course
I got the gas
your ass fallin out of the apron
We be makin love on the side of the road
in the back of the Maybach, the curtain is closed
You know how it go, we be
nervous when I see a white van
Live out a store, die back, nigga, cold now
Let's make a movie, then put it on two
Tryna turn niggas to a ghost, it's spooky
To the poor I pour in on in metaphors
Not bluffin', it's nothin'
That we ain't did before
We played you stayed
The points made
You consider it done
By
Verse 1:
Carrbian I, classy down, headed for a while, beat this bitch by a mile
Cowboy bow push powder through the nile
New legs have green gator
song
Me, Squeaky, Flex and J, on Saratoga Street
Smokin white boys, bumpin dopefiend beats
Eighty-eight, my pockets wasn't straight, but I was makin
a homeboy from back in the day
His name was Richard, some called him Rick
But if you knew him like me, you'd call him Dick
When we were growin up, we stuck
a homeboy from back in the day
His name was Richard, some called him Rick
But if you knew him like me, you'd call him Dick
When we were growin up, we stuck
pop out wit da white , I can pop out wit da gold In da stu, ts so musty, 2 pz,elbows 2 straps, velcrows Several hoes, dey play dey roles
Ion kno
a scratch in my throat/
That's telling me to go back to see if I have some hope/
Run tell that, that the functions exposed/
I've been loved for that, but I've
the red, white and blue
Time to go find a new one and split his head right in two
No one's ever indicted you
Why? 'Cause you're a
White boy, white boy,
ya back leave a scar there
If i got no shank Care Taker don't care
Got a sick smash shot like Roger Federer
See the blue lights gotta duck, Fed are
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