Lyrics:
more money if you listen to our last audios we talked about putting more money in the casino pocket by training people online and reaching out
an everyday cycle, of love money and drugs
When push comes to shove
Is you gon' depart from the glove?
This world destroyed and we all brainwashed
I'm so
for chasing fancy furs I'm a simple man let me do the maths times old seven by three put it in a glass and add a dash
Chorus 1
Cause I'm back
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
I left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
cartwheels
Trapstar, my NexTel chirp all day (Aye!)
Ridin' dirty, three nines and a four way (yeah!)
Good weed, good drink, big money, we (Aye!)
Rollin
cartwheels
Trapstar, my NexTel chirp all day (Aye!)
Ridin' dirty, three nines and a four way (yeah!)
Good weed, good drink, big money, we (Aye!)
Rollin
Cause this is from me to you
From yours truly, Chris
It's a lot of things on my mind
Stacking money like three six five
It's a lot of things on my
stomach by his thighs, nothin survives
And as far as the coke, 20 bricks month and supply
And as far as the dope, plenty chips come and say "Hi"
Drop 3
the streets say to yield
I am about my meal
I know that i jack
I don't know about no jill
Hey I am Legit call me genuine
Niggas know im too real
Bullet leave
You're back now at the jack-off hour, this is DJ EZ Dicc
On WBALLZ, right now, somethin' new, by Snoop Doggy Dogg
And this one goes out
You're back now at the jack-off hour, this is DJ EZ Dicc
On WBALLZ, right now, somethin' new, by Snoop Doggy Dogg
And this one goes out
the rips and soo-woos
Your religion is tainted by money grubbing
funny hugging, Chummy loving grown men that like to do youths
So I stick with my
I'm addicted to money
(Hey)
I'm addicted to money
It''s the son of the preacher, but raised by the dope lady
Talkin' get money, pimp hard so niggas
and
Your lips were roses and
I hope you understand
I'm trying to love you
Like you love
The three stripes
On Adidas
Baby girl
This here is poetry
I don't
to the end
And my mum, I love you so so much
You got so much heart
Single mum with 4 houses and 3 grown sons
Mum you're so so smart
And you love me,
the
First musical act to appear in a
Talkie film, The Jazz Singer
In 1927 unfortunately it was performed
By Jolson in blackface
(3) Maharanee: The wive
-five
If you pay eighty sleep schedule fucked up
I keep switching time zones
Crazy if you like that lil' bitch
She my side ho three jacks, three houses
I
fun
Wild child, I was twenty three born again
When I heard Aretha sing
Just a little piece of a good thing
My evolution, my evolution
Heart stolen by
The money and stacks grow
I got stacks 'bout as long as Kat Stacks nose
This is facts
My niggas are goin' jack mode for me
Wilin', kick back those for me
It's
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