Lyrics:
been through a whole lot Aye dont turn this mother fucker I wanna tell you bout this shit
Early in the morning
Mama get us up before she leave Brand new
take off them twenties and put them big 23's on
Watchin' the latest DVD's with the TV's on
It's hot AC in winter can turn your heat on
You hear them
I be like
Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa there Nelly
You don't wanna
Go go go go go go go go go there Nelly
I be like
Whoa whoa whoa
dick, V.I.P.
Your shit needs I.D.
[Repeat 2x]
It's time that we let the world know
Dude, you gotta let your girl go
D.S. is the best in
on repeat
Playing like dvd
Pushing aside my problems
By making them mp3
Emotional
She vulnerable
I see it
But she don’t want to show it to just anybody
I watched the stars go down
I watched the stars go down
Then was looking to my right
And you weren't there by my side (By my side)
And you weren't
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
In this materialistic world
We've been programmed to always want more
Well you know what I say
Not anymore
I may be only one man
But I'm a man
I'll be by your side (general)
We got these niggas, fucking cockroaches
You want to go to war
Sweet dancing, you're there right by
(By your
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
what
DVD DVD ye I live a movie
Y'all say a lot of things but you all never be proving
Number one my spot yeah y'all better be moving
Grabbing all
by day by
Boom boom boom raggamuffin done tell you this yah tune yah a boom
Boom boom boom rugu rugu done tell you this yah tune yah a boom
Junior
Sɛ wo nim dada
King Promise ni Chance the Rapper
You'll know when ya get there
You'll know it on a new track
You'll go when we get there
Uh, uhh uhh, Kel's
Young, M, X, tra, money, let's go
[Chorus: x2]
Girl you know you got a body-adi-adi (do you like it?)
Where you get your
teaches of you and I do, no wonder they want to fight you
Raised by hypocrites you feel lied to
Graffiti the land with skyscrapers
Graffiti the sky
Yeah
Ay, Em you ready?
Herk, you got them things, nigga?
You know
Detroit city
There they go, them D-Town boys, carry the Calico
Whenever
Jelly for breakfast, golden as the sun
Tripping on daisies
Sail the seas at twenty-six
I know you all too well
Saw you sleeping on my pillow
Send a DVD
on smoke
On CDS DVD's too
I'm on PCs MP3s too
And vocals bang bet speakers blew
Still ok smoke
I ain't gotta gun but know I've been gun range
Manna
Make sure it go fast
I'm up at first class
Sipping because my nerves bad
My new bitch said she don't know where her purse at
OK I think she found it
I
we made his ass beat his feet
These niggas supa scared of us, we always had them two two threes
If i get to eat you get to eat it ain't no starving
By
Uh
Let's get up & go crazy aye
Uh, aye
Rolling round
With a bitch
Aye
My car goes One-Eighty
Getting my dick sucked by a lady
In the front seat I
that hospital ride
I'm bout my money dummy
So we can take it there all you need is 4
5 niggas so we can make it fair
Can't compare
I'mma go hard till
Hah
Yo I be in these
High end establishments
Hotels and shit
They like how you get here
Like I ain't supposed to be there
Or something
They be
Grammys and a career 20 years long
You make movies that could never sell
Go straight to DVDs and just
Sit on the shelves
I rap Puerto Rico, you're old
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