Lyrics:
here's your chance
Doin' eighty on the freeway, police, catch me if you can
Forgive me, I'm a rider, still, I'm just a simple man
All I want is money,
that shit around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
Cause I ain't gettin indicted
With fools around me
(guilt-guilty by association)
It's cool you flip
the man I ain't no fan
These niggas know that I keep me a tool
Ain't finna play this shit off like I'm cool
I'm the one standing here looking like a fool
it how it go
Real faceless man sin cara
Now I'm back around like it's karma
Karla, UB2 with some apnars
Still
Keep my faith like gurdwaras, pastors
Yo,
was a legend
I’m getting way more confident on
My way to the top
I’m holding puffs I’m not looking to stop
Tell me baby is it cool to touch?
Tell a man
Ooh please don't fuck up my cool
I'm feeling like Big now give me the loot
Ooh Please don't fuck up my cool
Cool don't fuck up my cool
Ho you lame
an we a trample over jungle
trample down a TG, rema man we a talk to
All rema man unuh fi cool an unuh fi humble
Put down all di guns an leave di
och jag tog det rätta
Det var fan bättre än att han låg och självdog där hemma
Jag gick fram till beenie man med kort kort och läppstift och
Tvinga
there's 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
Screen capture
This image
It'll last forever
I'm from the wavy city
Blazing that warmth weather
Roller skaters
Bike riders
Or Back packers
Who's
To the rhythm, to the beat
Of a powerful groove
Her lips are red
Her body is soft
She is a movin' volcano
Man, I mean she's hot
She got the long cool legs
There's a man who's putting poison in my food
So cool and in control
He's telling me that it's doing me good
No sweat, in our sun tan lotion
No fear
was a rapper before it was cool
I was the nigga before there was you
If you ever cross me there won't be no truse
Roll by my lonely I don't need a crew
and fries
And you can pass me a lettuce. I'm a pass it by
(Kool Rock Ski): So keep shoveling, (Ha!) onto my plate
Give me some sweets and lots of cake
(Prince
and steady medi
Cause if the nozzle point to you then you run lef it
Say you a bad man but you don't ready
Tell the youth them fi kool and steady medi
Tell
boy, a John Deere rider
Dirt on his boots, the heart of a fighter
Chevy square body, old Skoal ring
Simple man on an old six string
Friday night,
Hey, B, are we practicing today, man?
I don't know, sir, didn’t you talk to Townie
Sir? I talked to him, man, but he's
He's still asleep yeah, well
you brah, you ain't tryna get high
--Caller 2--
That ain't cool man
--Mr Easy Rider--
Ima bring yall some new shit
Off that Kush and Orange Juice
From
ain't know, they getting stripes for that
They have you in your cell man serving life for that
Livin' the life with a rider seems
It's the only thing
By any means i'm a, Rough rider
All my life been an, Outsider
Too many thoughts putting, Out fires
Putting in work till it, Backfires
Study the whole
cool-Aid, whaa?
Wit my red hot riplets
Tell 'em what ya, tell 'em what mean man
You all that and a bag of chips
And I just wanna know if me and you can
Uhh uh avoid retro
Nigga yeen no fool
Better keep shit cool
Don't change my mood
Might fuck around and up my tool
Nigga yeen no fool
Better keep
listen to me style and uno fi listen to me lyrics
Ah Beenie Man deya me ah drop it
Ah say
Sim Simma
Who got di keys to my Bimma?
Who am I? Di girls
listen to me style and uno fi listen to me lyrics
Ah Beenie Man deya me ah drop it
Ah say
Sim Simma
Who got di keys to my Bimma?
Who am I? Di girls
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