Lyrics:
Let em' out the gate and have some fun
Pick you a throughbred and be number one
And pick one more and ride off in the sun
[Chorus] - 2X
'Cause you're pushin' too hard, pushin' too hard,
On me...
Well I know there's not a fish in the sea,
I know some wouldn't stay by me,
So if you ever
introduce to you in his hideous debut
(Dickiiiiie Duncan)
Yeeaaah ha ha hahaha!
Hey there, kiddies! Yeeaaaah
It's time to have some fun!
I am the one who's
Seems I'm never by my phone whenever you call
Always busy or having my fun
And when you want to take me
Out I've no appetite at all
Suppose I'm not
Passed out don't know what was in my drink the other night
Woke up in pain, did I lose my tooth in a fight?
I guess I partied too hard, a little too
and frightfully gay
Nobody cares what people say
Though the Riviera
Seems really much queerer
Than Rome at it's height
Yesterday night
I went to a marvelous party
and fireflies, hippies by the oceanside
I used to make fun of them and laugh at liberty
‘Cause I knew my own heart was swinging like a pendulum
Away from what was
out 3rd Storee breaken out on that ??. Yes
Time to have some fun
There's a party around the corner
And you can go if you wanna
Step on by
Itz gonna
Geah
Geah
Geah
Hoo-Bang, nigga
Some of that futuristic shit
For that ass
Keepin it thuggish, though
Check it out
[ VERSE 1 ]
The concrete streets
for life, nigga this ain't no daylight
I love it, murderin muthafuckas in the night
A Doomsta ready to make his mark an underground target
Hooked up
T, the juice and the dog just barks
Remember man the bully always had the last laugh
It was a blast last night down the old 12 Bar
White socks,
Sound, Speeding Under Ground, All That Art On The Wall!
Miss That Mid-Night Crowd, People Talking Loud, Lover's Sounds In The Dark!
Miss Those Big
Born to refuse, and raised to exclude
Fed myths to disprove by post-colonial prudes:
The city was evil, some country was evil, the hippies were
know I paid the cost for fame
To be a billionaire, the god struggled for years
Some nights I shed tears when I said my prayers
Been shot at a lot
Take a sip bitch
A.M. to P.M. 짙어지는 나의 비음
왕 싸가지 느낌, 이게 원래 main theme
내 쪽으로만 쏘는 핀, ultralight beam
꿈속에서도 일하는 기분 umm 박재범의 기운
내 옆에 있는 너를 작게 만들어 마치
move on
Ah, that's that G shit (mobbin' through your hood)
Groove on hustlers, groove on
Groove on hustlers, groove on
Man, the night comes
your side
Can't stay long, different city every night
But you show me something good after a long day
Got Rosé, we got Dom P, no Andre
Drinking all this
to your pimp
Like a P-I-T
Wool out
Don't let go to what you got
And don't come back short
'cause you might get mopped
I'm a pimp
And hoes ain't shit without
small
I needed anything he was the first I'd call
He was down the road with me
If I got in beef
By fucking them hoes with me
He was H-O-T
Kept it real
your side
Can't stay long, different city every night
But you show me something good after a long day
Got Rosé, we got Dom P, no Andre
Drinking all this
Guilty, of fighting back
Guilty, of a vicious attack
Guilty, of standing your ground
Guilty, you're going down
B.n.p. scum march on your street
ma, now I won't chase ya, sweetheart, ignore them haters
Let's have some fun, bittys' got me on the run
Come on, girl, get this paper
Well, honey,
Lard!
Lard!
Lard! You can see it, in the clouds up in the sky.
Lard! Floats by in clusters in our water supply.
Lard! It's in all of us, man.
really chill really to have some fun
I slide in her mind and we catch up on life It's a beautiful thing we doing it right
No stress on a text or who blow
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