Lyrics:
Hate it or you love it, I'ma pull up in a Range (hey)
Trap star, rock star, you can hear it in the guitar (hoo)
Oh God, this a Lambo' not a Mopar
coming straight for you
Better watch how you speak
I'm moving through the streets and my Jordans blue
Just how we be we don't got nothing to prove
Tuli ku
cool
I can't turn it off too much sauce I could soak you
She gone let me do it for the free I don't owe you
Love mixing drank with the juice ya its so
draw, end up in a wheelchair rammed by your dog
[Chorus - Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
Why wouldn't this joint make you want to dance?
Why wouldn't these
draw, end up in a wheelchair rammed by your dog
[Chorus: Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
Why wouldn't this joint make you want to dance?
Why wouldn't these
I'm like a Bat Out of Hell, being pulled by Black Stallions.
Waiting for Metallica to make another Black Album.
Created a stone age cage, I'm fenced
, dance around the door
Hold still
Limit what you see
Be free for awhile
Lie in your room like you're lying on a hill
There's a mountain on your
I will be funny with you too
Let‘s climb hill‘s on wednesday
Yeah let us do, yeah let us do
Love Love Come all people Hand‘s up for Love!
Yeah Love
Get on hate, Get on fake, Get on snake
And just keep on rolling straight down the hill
Get on pain, Get on shame, Get on bane
And just you keep
draw, end up in a wheelchair rammed by your dog
[Chorus: Fabolous (Paul Cain)]
Why wouldn't this joint make you want to dance?
Why wouldn't these
grabbed her by the hand and this is what I said to her
Love of my life can I have this dance
Wanna see how it feels to romance
Can you please give me one
Get on hate, Get on fake, Get on snake
And just keep on rolling straight down the hill
Get on pain, Get on shame, Get on bane
And just you keep
he left some shoes I gotta fill
She tellin' me to make a love song, but girl I'm from the hill
On the block where shit get real, we totin' glocks
either you make it work, or spend your life working to make it
You a fool if you choose to wait for a chance instead of going to take it
Nigga I'm chasing
can care less what the fuck they did to Pac
They think he gangster 'cause he shot a cop
But he blew trial for rapin' a bitch
That mean you was out here
and the lights glowing
Fox Hills buying Jordans, but still the pain showing
When I die, put me next to the dead poets
Tell 'em God had a plan for me and I
a tommy gun make yo chest look like a camel back
Armani jeans saggin over Jordans Florida fitted cap
LJ DA JOKER that's my name you should remember that
26s
Cause of that man
Five time champ
Had clamps
Plus fast hands
Foot work dumb
Up and und
Like a lap dance
Now
It’s evident
Kobe by far
Is the most skilled
my past
I just want you to dance
(You don't even gotta listen to me baby)
(You don't even gotta worry)
Yeah
(Just groove)
Take your cool off for me
Oh, by the way, got a tip for J cole
Just shut your cake hole
Oh, hey Dolan Dark, these aren't memes
They're stolen art
You need to see a doctor,
sorry)
I admitted I was insensitive some of the time
"Whaddya say you and me go hit the club
And dance like the first time we fell in love?"
Girrrl, it's
It´s time
It´s time to dance
Together tonight
We got the chemistry for life
Love sounds and the thrills
Always blowing so real
Love ain´t here
you can show your moves off
Cause I've seen a lot of moves and I love what you do for me
We don't even need music you love it how you feel my beat
Every
space , came to the dance with a taper fade ,
Cos I know that she love it , when I see that bag tun flash cos I swear that I want it I gotta keep running
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