Lyrics:
Price, I'm nice, I bake and coke you twice
Your crew is rat turd, your parakeet flow is bird
At my night show lick my pubic hair, tell me word
I'm
the same, give me the brain, Caribbean thing
She willin' and ready and ready for my Willie, just like she Vivian Banks, shit is insane
That just went over
along with me
Come on Pretty Polly, and go along with me
Before we get married, some pleasure to see
Oh Willie, sweet Willie, I fear from your ways
came around
We'd always stop by Willie's house and say
'Do y'all need anything from town?'
He'd say 'No, but why don't cha all stop on your way back
around
We'd always stop by Willie's house and say
'Do y'all need anything from town?'
He'd say 'No, but why don't cha all stop on your way back through
came around
We'd always stop by Willie's house and say
'Do y'all need anything from town?'
He'd say 'No, but why don't cha all stop on your way back
came around
We'd always stop by Willie's house and say
'Do y'all need anything from town?'
He'd say 'No, but why don't cha all stop on your way back
You might've bumped into me on the Rikers' bus
Weed in my cheeks, gem in my beauty sleep sleeve
Dead serious, knowledge by 2% triple geese
Come on,
You might've bumped into me on the Rikers' bus
Weed in my cheeks, gem in my beauty sleep sleeve
Dead serious, knowledge by 2% triple geese
Come on,
around
We'd always stop by Willie's house and say
'Do y'all need anything from town?'
He'd say 'No, but why don't cha all stop on your way back through
around
We'd always stop by Willie's house and say
'Do y'all need anything from town?'
He'd say 'No, but why don't cha all stop on your way back through
it around
The last words I spoke before they tucked me in
I may discount Bungee jump but,
I'll never smoke weed with Willie again.
[Chorus:]
Witnesses
Older cats mack, roll with young godz that got the guns
Out of town Big Willie niggaz best to run
Or get stung by the killer bee stinga from
To the bank *yo
Verse 2
Hey you there with the Superman-Tee
Why you sitting like a ducky?
I know you not a crook show me the money,
I got a man he call me
would grin and say
Hey, you play all right
Made me feel so good
i remember willie would hitch the mules up
when sandy rolled around
We all would
Running to the bank
With da bag
Make deposit
I go slow
When I'm leaning
I don't know
What I'm seeing
She wants me
Ima beat it
I go deep
Willie
[ verse 1: willie d ]
Picture me broke and disgusted, livin like a fuckin bum
Raggedy clothes, not knowin where my next meal comin from
I want
to go
There are some people who don't believe in love
But Willie and Rebecca prove they're all wrong
First time I saw him he smiled at me
O as I was a-walking down by yon mill-town,
The fair and lovely mountains they did me surround;
'Twas there I saw a fair maid, and to me she looked
bank
Finesse and now I get the bands by the k
Finesse and finesse and I show you the way
I had to win it so I found a way
Finesse and now I get the bands
summertime sunshine, Down home american ways
chilling on a creek bank giving thanks, 'OL Hank and Willie Nelson's all we play
my daily medication gets me high
Banks stumbling outta the hotel
Overseas show I'm catching the last flight
Really need to go I'm hangover from last night
Out with Gina and MeLa
chillin', loungin' at the crib, check it out now)
The, the mic is open, yo
For the Stretch Armstrong show, hosted by Bobbito
How should I start this?
runtz
OG by the ton
You can get what you want
But you can not get no fronts
So don't you come around my way if you don't got no money
I got a light
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