Lyrics:
a cheap trick, better go down to freaknik
You gotta hit me off, buy this girl gifts of course
So I look sick in my six with my
Christian LaCroix
I know you
I stroll down Western Boulevard and breathe the midnight air
The whispering of strangers tell of secrets always shared
The music in my head, it plays
ins, stack while you still po pimpin up in a old Lac
You got to school me though
Got me everything down to my kings so you owe it to dough
Treat a trick
Resume A1
I don't keep hard white, more like doctor green thumb
My kush cloudy as it come
Bring it in by the drum
Get rid of it by the blunt
Yeah I'm
Time rolls on like a bicycle rolling down my favourite hill
And I wonder did I stop to help the people by the roadside out in the cold?
Time is
There's rules to this shit I'll break down a lesson
Step by step
Like a booklet for you to sweat
And try to apply
To make yourself fly
No. 1: must be strong
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
come up i want you
Shots fired, Shot me twice like if i was tired
Come back i need all your love
Can’t take enough
I need your trust
Please keep me up,
guns
Only need that type of love
No Co D
Beat cases up, my own shovel in the mud
Bottom canines draped with slugs
By the case, get filled with slugs
Fuck
you could lock it down, I could tell by how you treat me (I don't, I don't)
I seen how you did homeboy, so please take it easy (no, yeah)
Good to have
getting paid with my cousins I ain't talking kirk
Yeah this shit get serious
Man shit get real
You ain't really seen nothing til you come down to the ville
aura is loud.
Girl I ain’t scared of heights I hope I never come down again.
Hook 3
Lady Ganja said come and take a ride with me
She grabbed me by
ultimate warrior, W.W.F
I come up victorious, struggle is nothing to Deck
Set it straight for the seeds, to see a better new
Take the real life by
W.W.F
I come up victorious, struggle is nothing to Deck
Set it straight for the seeds, to see a better new
Take the real life by the rings and I ain't
and you livin'
But now you out in the world while I'm twisted in prison
Love letters come daily, words of affection
You send me money and nude pictures,
bitch
A gat in the waist
Always willin' to kill shit
And you know me, I was down for ill shit
So 'nother bud love for my Ryda thug bitch!
She’s my thug
people
Doing their 9-to-5
Step up and be that warrior
Use your blessing and be the provider
Don't you fall for them
Cheap tricks and some dirty lies
I'm
and niggas names tattered by they throat
Some on they tittys, ankles and ass
every neighborhood got these stankin tricks from the past
They be at the clubs,
Cuz you royal
And only give my love to you Because
I'm loyal, escape with me
Come over to my place
I'll teach you a few things in love makin'
And if a shooting star goes by
I'll use that star to write "I love you"
A thousand times across the sky
One thing isn't very clear my love
Teachers
you
And if a shooting star goes by
I'll use that star to write, "I love you"
A thousand times across the sky
One thing isn't very clear, my love
And if a shooting star goes by
I'll use that star to write "I love you"
A thousand times across the sky
One thing isn't very clear my love
Teachers
you
And if a shooting star goes by
I'll use that star to write, "I love you"
A thousand times across the sky
One thing isn't very clear, my love
And if a shooting star goes by
I'll use that star to write "I love you"
A thousand times across the sky
One thing isn't very clear my love
Teachers
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