Lyrics:
she profound for me
Hand me your thought, let me squeeze it
Blow a little steam, I aint feeding it , I'm just heated
try or think it's easy, 5 times
with one girl and five dudes
Best crew in the D, niggas best move
All you niggas gun sleep and your vest used
Niggas bluffin, bore me, nothin for me
to the A, smoother than jazz tracks, yeah
So when I'm browsing through your housing projects
Niggas get 5,000 shit is rough
Time to close I hit you with
little muscles
Follow me
I'm working out my little muscles
Muscle by muscle
In detail
Precision is necessary
Now, do it with me
Choose a muscle on your
wanna go back to your city beat
By a little teen, just a kid from the bay
West side what I'm repping today
Yes I hit the level of best five in the state
catching a vibe
About to pull up to your crib around five,
To see if you tryna ride
Weeks go by,
Months go by,
The honeymoon phase
Starts to fade,
But we
go
It's hard to measure the pleasure of havin' you in my presence
Your smile makes me smile, I'll show you my style
You can shop a little bit, I'll
wanna die i call up five
Six little reasons for homicide
This my 66th time that im up in hell
This my 7th time ive been down in heaven
Bro playing jokes
Scary times
Please, hold me close in these scary times
Don't say you love me and then change your mind
I need someone who understands
I'm just
when I ignore her
All night long, my hearts in your city
I need you riding with me
I know these times ain't pretty to ya
Way back when we were on my
the house and had a seat
The little boy put fifty motherfuckin' toys by my feet
Smashin' up my ankles with Tonka jeeps
I wish this little motherfucker'd
twelve-noon on Saturdays to five p.m. on Sundays, when to the court to get more time, came back with twelve-noon on Saturdays to five p.m. on Sundays, plus
Steel-driver, you sure was a hammer-swinger."
Then they go on by pickin' up a little bit of speed.
Clickity clack clickity clack clickity clack clickity clack
I'm about
You can ask your little sister I will be inside your house
Eatin' from your fridge, feet up on your couch
Tell your little brother
lost
Together
Forever now
We start by taking your taking your taking your time now
Feeling the loss of the last of the line now
And you'll never be
popping we wall to wall party hard and it non stopping it all love and respect throw your check up ain’t got no time for set tripping get your checks up
are one hundred ways to love a cat
One hundred loving ways
Way thirty-five: cat-proof your home
One hundred loving ways
There are one hundred ways
happen every time we meet
Like a track team, crack fiend, dyin' to geek
Outkast bumpin' up and down the street
Slam back, Cadillac, 'bout five nigga
wait for you 'til five in the mornin
Put your smarts on the side of your garment
Nigga stop fuckin with me
R.I.P.
That's right there nigga, nigga
wait for you 'til five in the mornin
Put your smarts on the side of your garment
Nigga stop fuckin with me
R.I.P.
That's right there nigga, nigga
your dad (ask him man)
And if you don't believe him, ask your mom (that's right)
She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will)
So kids,
your dad (ask him man)
And if you don't believe him, ask your mom (that's right)
She'll tell you how she does 'em all the time (she will)
So kids,
take 5, girls, take it one more time)
Bathing beauty, on the beach
Very nice, Meg
Do you think so, mother, really?
You've come a long way since
fuck with me then see that
My little aliens, yeah
We come to your city. Can they really
Put it on down with the pistol?
Can you feel me, feel me?
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