Lyrics:
get lit
Walking in the function, how I be serving
Like who you testing? My
Bro got lethal weapons
Riding with my top down (On fucking acid)
And where
to break you in, like a mitt then get
where the fuck you fit up out of my shit
You speak in gibberish, vigorous just for complex
Don't take me out of context
ask ya' lil' man's where his dough went
Needed mo' rent
We got bent, you know the rest
I split, spent some, lent some to my friends
If you wanna get
in the grave where I place you
Only I know where you really are! Question!
Do you know where you are?
You talkin' big shit you
Best to get steppin'
But
rendezvous is
I swear all you really wanna do is called
Smoke weed get high (Get high)
Sippin' that liquor just to get by (Get by)
I got plenty come to this
tell me why the world is so shady, baby
I wanna go to a world where I ain't gotta be a freak ho
Just, so I can be noticed by people
Please, tell me if
their lives will get better
I wanna get a room in New Orleans
I wanna sing in the streets of the French Quarter
I wanna dress up, I wanna wear beads
The homies wanna know where you are
The homies wanna know where you are
The homies wanna know where you are
The homies wanna know where you are
I reminisce
drill with my bruce
R14 rap or road, I can't do both
But it gets so hard to choose
Rap could take me outta the hood
But all I really wanna do is shoot
But
Chaka Khan, Chaka Khan, Chaka Chaka Khan
Chaka Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka Khan
I said let me rock you that's all I wanna do
Chaka
Chaka Khan, Chaka Khan, Chaka Chaka Khan
Chaka Khan let me rock you, let me rock you Chaka Khan
I said let me rock you that's all I wanna do
Chaka
leg
Do not fuck with the kid, I get busy with the Sig
I come where you live, ya dig?
I, I get money, money I got (I, I get it)
I, I get money,
to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
Man I pull up in your city and get my Bush
got a problem get you swallowed like a chaser
Model on my arm, no homey I don't have to pay her
All I have to do is tell her where I want to take
go low, I go high, I go high, I go high
When you go low, I go high, to get by, to get by
Sometimes (sometimes, sometimes) I don't wanna be nice
you're away
Ooh, baby, 'cause I really don't care where you are
I just wanna be there where you are
And I gotta get one little taste
Sugar, yes, please
Francis, M to the iz-H phenomenal
Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal
Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp
Francis, M to the iz-H phenomenal
Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal
Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp
They get clean wind what you gon do?
Rap about a fight I had with
A nigga that by me? And I bit him back
Well talk about how it was 20 niggas
There and I
her, I'll eat her
Do anything to please her
My ghetto queen of Sheba
I'm the type that'll get you by the fireplace
Get you hype when I lick it, put
With you I feel clive
I'm loosing track of time
Can't get you off my mind
Some day ima make you Mine
(Ima make you mine)
Yeah,
Where ever you wanna go
flags up, yes sir
You a burr that don't mean you dress fly
A lot of people hittin' on me, mad to see me on
You grouch, Oscar, Academy Award
I can play
I wanna roll
wanna chief
wanna smoke me a blunt
I wanna get fucked up
wanna smoke (wanna smoke)
wanna choke (wanna choke)
wanna get fucked up
I
and pray
Oh
Where would I be, where would I be
Without you by my side?
Where would I be, where would I be
Without you standing by?
Makes me wanna
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