Lyrics:
jamba juice
For tha jelly and tha jam fam
Came up smoking on the jah
Back rolling woods
Balling through the stars
Keys like whip it man
Coming
nigga, I don't give a fuck
If I said it then I meant it and what fuck nigga
Stand up
You don't want to see the triggerman bust
Hit you and your mans
like
A man that lost his fuckin' thumb
Hold up, you look like a cab driver
The boy that pump my gas and the boy
At 7-11 I buy my Dutchies from
This might
nigga, rush that nigga
get that nigga, man bust that nigga
[Chorus 2]
You want to front on me in front of them hoes (Fuck you)
you want to go and try
Standing at the back door
She tried to make it fast
One tear hit the hard wood
It fell like broken glass
She said, "sometimes love slips away
By a man like that?
Do you wanna be told
By tools like that?
I'm never wrong, so tell me where
I'm never wrong, so tell me where
I'm never wrong,
what)
[E.S.G.]
See I'm a wide body roller, wood grain remote controller
Blades on Escalades, electric shocks on Range Rovers
Man the game over, when
and raised on the stead block, braids no dreadlocks
Married to the hood, me and Scenic Woods wedlock
Acres Homes my home, I'm a Northside veteran
Repping
they hear the boom but you see the spark
And I seen the part of your head which used to be your face
Was replaced by nothin' for bluffin', what a waste
bark, they hear the boom, but you see the spark
And I see the part of your head which used to be your face
Leave you placed by nothin', for bluffin',
hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
hoes
they come runnin' with they fans & they best clothes
to get stuck by the nigga with the million bucks
I won't lie and say I had a million fucks
nothing up his sleeve, then nothing is cool
Moses went walking with the staff of wood (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Newton got beaned by the apple good (yeah,
That old Turpentine Trail
Runs along the southern ridge
Passing by the piney wood
And swings down to Owl Creek Bridge
Where stood a man
Whose
Brodie caught him
At a red light
Dummy took bro pole
And thats the reason that he dead right
Man these streets so cold
You gotta walk round with
he getting money I know thats cap (Cap)
Scared by himself so he move in a pack
Cant roll with suckas man yall know that (Yall know)
Incredible hulk man
He was her man, she was his wife
And late one winter night
He knelt by her
As she gave birth
But it wasn't his child
It wasn't his child
Yet
fighting this abonment
Anyway I'm off that roll the wood man spark that
Momma she a hustla sun up to sundown
Wit no man she held it down
Unhappy and all
dead
Buried in brick
After brick after brick
Mastered and bound by man's intellect
And through all the work of our hands
Madness
Madness
Material magic
home.
After he had told him, the prince asked the man what was behind the thick wood.
The old man told him that behind the wood was a palace where
a lesson
About to turn up for the year
No problem
Now I don't know where I'm going
If you looking for the money
Just follow
Cant my live my life by
An Indian man with a bright orange hat fixes his brim for it must have gone flat
His yellow vest seems to float flawlessly large as he’s met by
I been up early, yeah I'm tryna get it
I'm too focused on the bread, can't get distracted by a bitch
And I ain't ever been a bitch and I'ma stand
God)
I'm by myself, I'on need yo' help, I'on give no fuck, yeah (Don't give no fuck, yeah)
I put like three Gs in my wood, I'm tryna get fucked up
Hop
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