Lyrics:
on some Hey, Hi Miss
Have her at your 8 P.M. date at 8:09 shit
And that's why when they hating, B
I don't mind it
Yo I do this for my family I do this for
Everybody wanna slide and ride and be outside and shit
I just wanna cool and groove, get outside and build
I been outside for real, behind enemy
SENDING DRUGS MY WAY
HEY!
IN DA CLUB THROWIN LOVE MY WAY
HIDDEN IN BACK OF THE V.I.P
GOT BOTTLES ON, MODELS ON, BOTTLES ON.
POURING BOTTLES ON BOTTLES
Hey hey
Ooou ya ooou ya ooou ya
Ladies and gentlemen you are now listening to PORN
She say she usually don't but she like doing mine
Oh I hope I'm
to a brazen new world
No longer concerned about substance or importance
Gonna be empty and wickedly without
Just a whore, just a greedy pig sucking teat
UNITED
Something's eating me up alive
Time, it's just a quarter to five
Space, I've got enough to get by
T, H, E, End
Look at me I'm all dressed in white
girls set to rendezvous and be recognized again
Tomorrow is an off day
'Be in Baltimore by Thursday' is the only law
There's a suite down
and grab it
Some trip over roots and say fuck it I'm sunk
I put it in a limerick and kick the slick nick verbs (hey)
I am the one who scores the herb
throws me
Just when I think that I've found my home - I'm gone
When my worlds only gonna P to TM
We?ll be choppin' him dead inside, until I'm dead
be surprised to find
My little good-byes
Empty hangers by the closet floor
Lipstick tube on the bathroom floor
Unpaid bills by the kitchen phone
I
Rockstar nigga, you could tell I'm lit by the way I shake my dreads
I'ma get right back in it with a bad lil' bitch, I don't even gotta make my bed
I
Hey, dude, I just wanted to, um—
Oh, you probably don't like me calling you dude
Um, anyways, whatever
I don't fucking care
Um, I had fun last night
Yaeeyaae uh huh uh huh brrr
We be clubbin'
Heyy hey heyy heyy look here look here first of all I want to welcome
All y'all broke ass
Hey (Hey)
Let's Go (Let's Go)
LOOK (Look)
Uh
When you see me i'm prolly on that rummy
When you see her she prolly on them gummies
She know that i'm
mo' hands moving in the center p
[Chorus - 1x]
(Ahh, that was tight)
(Yeah the west keezy easy)
(Yeah, AC.. hey man, wha?, hey, hey!)
[Aceyalone]
To be the best at what you do
He just kept kickin' and kickin' and kickin' until the bag wouldn't move
Until his shins were numb
He just kept
on water (yoom)
Master P broke can't afford to put his kids through college (damn)
I thought he was rich, that nigga always be kickin' knowledge (ha)
We got them dollars piling up like Mr Krabs
And if I pull up on you boy it's gonna be tragic
We got them dollars piling up like Mr Krabs man
We're
and playas and street ballas
Game spittas like 40 the colla popper
Hey boy, I'm a Bay Boy
And I rep every block that I'm on
Every city I roam
From
Fire truck was left behind by and...
Oh noooo!
Hey!
Hey!
Hey!
Oi!
It was next day summer morning
My hangover turned me over
Wallet still empty but I'm
own self out (Lulu)
Bitch, I just need you to be quiet and put dick in your mouth (hey)
Since they askin', I'ma brag, I'm who put shit in motion (bag)
that i’m your best friend
Whenever you fall
I’ll be by your side
I’ll help you back up
Or i’ll lay down and die
Give it all that you’ve got
Just empty
on empty
Except there's no time to fill up until
I see
Your face
You smile, up goes the gauge
And then
You speak
Your words a charm unmatched by anything
a challenge was thrown
By a man at the door in an Escort
"All this could be yours" he said with a grin
Your dream, complete with passport
Challenge was to see,
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