Lyrics:
catch me lonely inmy bed
Tryin to max my summer before it go away, i fade away
Yeah i shoot my shot and I fade away i miss again
Tryin to focus up on all
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
it's a must
I talk it, you see that gold
If you want it, it's a must
You walk it
Baby blue Benz, old school, 74 hoe next to the blue and grey Rolls
to the Ceiling
Like we on a pill or something
Aye I'm surrounded by some niggas That'll go off That'll go off
Off shout out tru that nigga there the real
dangling my DTP charm
Gotta get in and I'm wit it, it's a must
I talk it, you see that gold
If you want it, it's a must
You walk it
Baby blue Benz, old
a must
I talk it, you see that gold
If you want it, it's a must
You walk it
Baby blue Benz, old school,
'74 ho next to the blue and grey Rolls
With
hella racks, I got hella stacks
I got hella bags
Walked into the mall, walked out with hella bags
Pockets getting fat, William Howard Taft
Wait, wait, I
Well Georgia Sam he had a bloody nose
Welfare department they wouldn't give him no clothes
He asked poor Howard, "Where can I go?"
Howard said,
a pauley pavilion
Oh!
Yeah, it's real futuristic,
I like the little naked man turn signals
So ah, we gotta get up, you know,
And ah, go to the studio in
at Widder Jones
Who watches through the window as they go
Widder Jones, Widder Jones, finds it hard to get along
She's a scary looking grouch and the cubs
like a submarine
Hip-Hop fiends, like a Jones, for nicotine
Of tobacco so I can't slack yo
Got the knack though, bring it live and that's a fact yo
bitch
But it's Tunechi bitch and right now
I'm here checkin' in for
The mothafuckin' appreciation
Who the fuck is Stevie J?
If you don't know by
Now, you
I talk
I spit a verse then head straight to the vault
'Cause Mike Jones can't take a loss 2x
[Chorus]
M-O-be till the day I go
Got a range rov
Hey girl, let me watch you go and shit your pants
While I'm sitting here with my crew
Do my little dance
Cause I'm with my new crew
Staring at your
could lose
And now I'm on some fly shit you can call me Howard Hughes look up
I'm flying by
I held it down now I'm probably like a mile high
Ain't on my
world champ
Name somebody greater
Jon Bones Jones
There is no debating
Name somebody greater
I'll sit and wait here
Ain't nobody better
Jonny be
build up and when the feelins erupt it takes me like a drug
Feel her again is a must anything to feel the rush if she goes I cant go on
I got the Love
the funky tunes with a burst
Sun, moon and star, *?Sunbumba?* Jamar
To get me in the flow, now I'm read' to go
Set to show, everybody in the party that
Redneck Woman in her Prime
(Freida Juanita Jones)
(spoken) Let me tell you about the love of my life, Freida Juanita Jones
When I first met her
Redneck Woman in her Prime
(Freida Juanita Jones)
(spoken) Let me tell you about the love of my life, Freida Juanita Jones
When I first met her
His name is Howard, and how I miss him
If I ever had a troubled mind he took the time to listen
A most special friend, for so many years
To think
jaz
[CHORUS]
[VERSE 3]
Study my culture, soar like a vulture
My teacher Marvin Howard will create my sculpture
I'm kickin Islam, some brothers try
guitar bum whose name I never knew
Old School Nashville, Harlan Howard, Bob McDill
Tom T Hall go drink your fill and blow us all away
There was this
hear your war cry
We must crush the infidels
War, get you on that floor
Get in that arena
Alex Jones calls for peace
Lit Crew rebels just go beast
Time
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