Lyrics:
Yeah ha... we vibin'
Channel livin' all day ha see'mon
Yo its me the m-e-t-h uh o-d
????
Sniff a whole key
My coke deep
Be my conscious tellin'
gorgeous every morning time
The type that holds the door when you walk by
Only type of guy your momma likes
OH!
I'm that type of guy that gets lost at sea
you, with you
I missed ya (ayy) picked ya (ayy)
Now it's time I (ayy) get back up with you
Girl, with you, oh yeah
We used to kick it up at the park
you, with you
I missed ya (ayy) picked ya (ayy)
Now it's time I (ayy) get back up with you
Girl, with you, oh yeah
We used to kick it up at the park
Up comes the gate, and out comes
Johnny's camero, Johnny's camero
Johnny loved his camero, maybe more than life itself.
Oh it was no big
Don't fly to high my little bird
Your lonley cry it won't be heard
You'll be tumbling down to the ground
'Cos proud will have a fall
Then one morning
an uh-oh
Had to hit her with an uh-oh
Yeah, fuck her by the beach
Fuck her by the water
Got a little bitch
She call me father
I got that Prada
Fucking
raw
Me I'm so ghetto, I'm oh so hardcore
I'm down by law, this style ya never saw
I give 'em just a little then watch 'em fiend for more
Yeah, they want
Alright you all
It's Keke P, huh I'm flappin'
We're doin' it real big uh huh
Woke up in the morning
And I see the sunshine
Only got the summer time
flow will go straight to your, uh
Got you up till six in the morning
Now I'm on top of you
Yeah I got you moaning
Jump on it, zone in
I'll catch it now
white powder on it and there were
little brown moons beneath her eyes
and i saw into her
an arabic women parading around naked
powerful, irreverent but
I know you had your fears, you can let 'em all go
And most women are motivated so I act accordingly
But this is so refreshing that it means a little
a sucker could ever spend
But I wouldn't give a sucker or a bum from the Rucker
Not a dime 'til I made it again, everybody go
Hotel, motel, whatcha gonna
they don't know me
Uh, these girls around wanna be my friend, babygirl then show me
These little kids just try to fight, yeah they need to cool down
It's
the shit, then I touch it again
But I will turn this shit around (uh huh)
Kill haters where I find my success
(sucks, ya) kill the beat, man, right
I go
do
It's the soul for me,
Give us everything
Fight our battles, win or lose,
Don't let go of me
Oh, uh oh, I can't neva get enough
Oh, uh oh, I
She wakes up every morning
Looks in the mirror
And as bad as it seems
Everything's gonna be fine
Oh it's a sad sad story
But nobody's gonna break
when you makin' the shot
It's still a miss to me (Yeah)
I'm CT fletcher, mixed with a little Mr t
(Uh, huh) you on The Shade Room just hoping
That you
action!
I thought it was the end,
But no my friends this is when,
We get to do it all again!
(Do it all again!)
Until the credits roll,
We got
It's not chipped (no)
We're not cracked (uh-uh)
Oh, we're shattered (Mariah)
Ay hey, ay hey, ay hey (Young Money, Nicki Minaj)
Ooh na, na-na-na
Uh, it's real, it's real, it's real
Uh, uh, owe me back, uh shorty
Shorty, what up, huh?
Come on
Shorty, say what's your price
Just to back it
get enough, uh
Yeah, I be by my lonely think bout opps and then I roll it up
Oh yeah, I know you ain't gang' you with the opps you better throw it up
Oh
did I wish I would survive all'em
Already dead
You think they killed me
I think I did instead
If it's 3'o clock in the morning that's my
Favorite A.M
the beginning, then start it again
You can go hard or you can go home
You can go hard or you can go home
You can go hard or you can go home
You can go hard
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