Lyrics:
and intercept it
Took me out the field into his grace we too connected
Holy spirit guiding all my moves i'm too protected
Told you bout my angels they just
as raw
I was writing rhymes over
Loops by Stacy Lattimore
Guess you wondering what Vinnie need
All the assassins for
Guess you wondering if I'm a
Communist
coming fresh in the spot
Marty McFly jacket make you crazy like it's Doc
VHSes lining up and down my walls
Got the Elmo canvas put right all up on my walls
in waviness
Whoever doubted on angel dust
You can’t hang wit us
You can’t bang wit us
By us I mean me myself and I
Isa, YungSwanko and Izzy McFly
Do
fifty
Can't you tell by my cut why I'm pimpin'
And if I hit one time she's limpin'
And if he trick one dime he's simpin'
'Cause we don't do it like
not to be a window shopper
Mama you can have Fendi, mama you can have Prada
All you gotta do is break a nigga off proper
You could be with your man,
And to be for real I'm already done cart wheels
[Lil' Flip]
Down south we all about stackin chips
And if you get outa line we packin clips
[Redd]
Down south
If you had a time machine, what would you do
I don't know I would, uh, I would go to the future
Yeah
I just pulled up in the Marty McFly
I assure
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
Yo I can not see
Smoke in my lungs you know all I breathe
Yo yo I can not see smoke in my lungs you know all I breath
Yo
Yo I can not see smoke in
rice and all the homies was nice
Now it's all about checks on they checklist and checks on the nikes, Nice
Back when you could just rap on the track
bout what I never do
I had a jumper y'all were Adam twenty two
And I don't say this all to sound hot
They say you'll find who you are by understanding
help you choose it (2x)
I'm so glad I got my website,
I ain't worried bout mtv,
I got 20 videos, buy 'em all on dvd,
I'm so glad I got my website,
won't test me with this 45 (Uh, huh)
'Fore I ride the wave
(Oh) , I rather get hit by a bus
All this shit is sus
It's like grown men in Toys "R" Us (Ha)
all, feel like we've said it all before and I
Know you want to go back to the start again
When things felt as natural as breathing
And love didn't come
On how-to vids about twerking
A docu-series on murders
Of all the dates I deserted
Graduations and weddings
And probably more I'm forgetting
Was in my PJs
[T.I. & Big Kuntry]
Yeah
Yeah
Come on (Hey)
PSC, Uh
(Y'all niggas) What (Y'all niggas)
What Pimp Squad shortay
What you know about them
What
I learned just how far we could go
Left me alone as the radio played
Someday I'll break free
Can't you see that all I want is somebody to need
Used
And by the way, you rappin' Nigga's,
I don't like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," proper gramma',
Pop a camera, man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah,
Insanity, DVD, how I stretch 'em out
What the stress about? INS best out
Fact, you knew that before he left the house
Fresh at the produce section
Gaze at my
above all you jive suckers
Listen, that's word to my mother
You throw a shot at me
I'm throwing a shot back
Your's is on a joint
Mine's whistling by your
leather gloves wrapped around the blue steel
All about the green, give a damn how you feel
You got yellow down your back, you can't rock with the trill
Raise a toast
Came this far
I could just cool on the rocks like a brandy
All of this shade
Never was a glass house guy
But I keep stones by cause
bitches won't get off
My style, you're so tight, I stay cool as a fan
Slicker than a glacier, around Greenland
I'm all about my feddy, like fiends addiction
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