Lyrics:
debonair to fly instead of drive
Hit Alcatraz and be home by five
Just look out for birds, and we'll be fine
The planet's a sinking ship
We're staying up
caskets in ditches
With my Trues on living sacrilegious
It's Joe, looking like money all the pretty hoes can't help but look
Life gave me lemons, better be
my love concealed
All it took was one look, one kiss, one meal
Now come feel, let's make this a done deal
I will always be there
I'll always be
Like a sick note, but it don't get bigger
I'm the realest, I'm a killer with the lyrics
Just look back at SBTV, and you'll see
Takin' the scene
5
20 minutes in they dump I'm gonna let these slide
We're the best
Look at what we drive got picnic tables on my lap getting high
In the back
While I’m at home and while I’m at work
I’ll take a moment to say thank you
Just take it for what it is worth
Look at the life I’m living
This is a dream
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I
[DMX]
To the top wit my niggas
Pop wit my niggas
Drive by in whips, rock rocks wit my niggas
Break day on the hottest block wit my niggas
Just cause I (DMX)love
mills
I'll risk it all and I'll make it still, living by my ideals
Ain't life ideal? Ay, trust me, life's ideal, life's ideal, look
Nowy dzień witam,
to get to know me?
Well, I guess that's cool
But most people from my
School are either stuck
Up bitches or dudes acting like fucking tools
I'll take
the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in
the unforgettable name
Of the man they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in
Rollin' in the whip for the hell of it
Fucked a pretty chick, and she said she was celibate
Look at yo clothes I think you is irrelevant
Ah ah ah aw
stress
Your skin tone the best, it's good by how you dress
This is the love store, the background check look correct
Good pussy, pretty face is what we
Hey how ya doin'
Sorry ya can't get through
Why don't you leave your name
And your number
And I'll get back to you
Hey how are ya doin'
Sorry
take a dance and spin around with me
She said shout now baby, set me free, c'est la vie
I said I'll stand by me, stick around with me
And when
of the people who called
Exing out all the bullshit is all
Take a number, bitch I'll give you a call
Tell me, do I look good with this gold ring
Should I wear
girls so groovy well I can tell by her boots
And she leans against the bar top with that hot shit attitude
Oh man, well I can tell there’d be some hell if
home
Or if you'll ever be home
And whenever I look up
And I see our pictures hung up on the wall
Fairy lights are pretty and all
But they can't hide
Pretty boy flow put this face on a runway
I’m spitting more verses than a Christian on a Sunday
Ticket to the top baby you know it’s a one way
You're the one i can't deny
Look so fly when you're passing by
My oh my this heart of mine
You're always on my mind pretty girly
I never thought i'd fall
Look in the mirror, see the bullshit
While you lying to the nigga from pulpit
You niggas ain't shit and I stand by it
If I say it, I'll do it, I don't
eyes when you in fear
I'm right here by yo side when you need me I'll be near
I do this out of love everything is sincere
Don't feel insecure whenever
I'll flip albums and won't care if them bitches flopping
Everything I drop is water they pick it up like they mopping
And it pays like crime, remains my
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