Lyrics:
Pre-chorus:
So you can meet me at the top
Meet me at the top
Got a couple open bottles
Pourin’ shot after shot
So imma go all out
And I ain’t
here we go, ha-ha
(Nah-nah-nah-nah) Come with me, woo
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Here we go, uh, uh
(Come get it)
Things are goin' great then to my
Turn up the bass, check out my melody, hand out a cigar
I'm lettin' knowledge be born, and my name's the R
A-K-I-M, not like the rest of them, I'm
Turn up the bass, check out my melody, hand out a cigar
I'm lettin' knowledge be born, and my name's the R
A-K-I-M, not like the rest of them, I'm
Eternal life
Hear ye, hear ye!
All connect gang members and powers
Are to meet at the West Wing
To be led into battle by the one and only
Ice Cube
tell you one more time. (She playin with my mind)
For you I'm'ma grind.
You were there through the pain.
You stood right by me, thanks to you I survived.
are chilling ye
And I don’t mind if you give me chance
Make I touch your body
So you go feel the Riddim
Hello sexy
You know say I be bad man for
they right behind me
Pull up on ya by my shawty better hide your thotty
It get reckless up in here when we ignite the party
I got hella boys up in here
Two's on a draw that was Qwayback Qwayback
Pedalling piff no breaks man
Sunset smoke by the lakes and talking trips to the far east Asia
Me and bro
[R. Kelly - talking] (*continues behind Chorus*)
Roll, cheah, cheah
Roll, cheah, cheah
Roll, cheah, cheah
[Chorus]
You can catch me in
to the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet
You see, I
to the boogie, the beat
Now, what you hear is not a test I'm rappin' to the beat
And me, the groove, and my friends are gonna try to move your feet
You see, I
as Satellites they have different types
Space satellites are cgi
And there are hundreds of the real type they strap to balloons
That you can see fly by
At night.
Drinkin' on somethin'
Man I gotta be drinkin' on somethin'
Just chillin' with me, what the hell you doin' smokin' on green
Gotta be drinkin'
lies-
An unwitting victim by brigands attacked,
Left naked and dead with a knife
In his back.
Childhood terrors return to me now,
From the rand
this bar!
By two o'clock, when the bars are already closed down, BILLY had broken 'THE BIG NEWS' to ETHELL. And with dust and boulders everywhere,
the cmerican dream
Basement party means a baseball mixer
These days seem to go by quicker
Moments pass and summers fade
But these are memories made
Hop in
me and then I will teach ya
Lil ounce the word for the feature
Best in the game I will meet ya yeah
Test me and then I will beat ya yeah
If you don't
me cali love with the hazel eyes
She's an angel but I love it
That's coming by
She a heartbreaker and ya seeing why
Massaging me
She in the back
Tonight we're gonna launch a new revolution
One that will rock n roll your senses
And you are my test pilots
Your gonna kiss the sun and taste
(Verse 1: Snoop Dogg)
Drop the bomb, ring the alarm
We are here to do bottly harm
Now grab your girl
And run along
'Cuz you'll meet with me by
a fuck what you think
Smoke the chronic
Your name I forgot in less than the time that it takes me to blink
Hittin the pink
First night I meet her
I been
was given by the other so that nothing could play me
Some days this life it may test you
You may look to God he may bless you
Other days it's
bitches are lookin'
C'mon, yo, throw your hands c'mon
Bitch grab your tits c'mon
Let me know you in the spot
Bump your fists, c'mon
Thugs tote yo'
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