Lyrics:
Smooth it out
This is a story about the drifter
Who waited through the worst for the best in crosstown
Who never planned on havin' so dick
Why me,
night (Up all night)
And I can't get no sleep
(I can't get no sleep)
And I can't close my eyes
Them blessings after me
And I'll be all the way up (Way up)
haters face down on the mat
Splat! Yeah I can make a green nigga mad
Quick, fast, flash like ten cash on his bitch ass
[B.O.B.]
You can tell I'm a G by
Position shuffle like a deck
Aggressive growls by her neck
Trying to break into a sweat
Only way I cum
Gone be correct
Afterwards we lay
A lil caress
Politic
evening, he slip
Seems he forgot what the C meant
It's yo dumbass that thought that last part was so concrete
But I guess you'd have to be Ken to get that
I guess it didn't work on "4 3 2 1"
You got out done by Canibus the young gun
Your last weapon, is to call out Wyclef Jean
Not knowing that you
MCs, how? To rhyme first
Of course you rap last, so you can show off your skirt
I guess it didn't work on "4 3 2 1"
You got out done by
'em record or hold their torch in the air, why?
'Cause I feel alive when it all lights up
Let my enemies know that I don't give a fuck
When I swore
a ghetto is quite a routine
And last night was just another distraction
Or a reaction of what we consider madness
I know exactly what happened
You ran
couldn't give a fuck tonight
I just want you by my side
And you
Blame it all on one thing
But it takes two
To play at your games
Some nights
I feel like I
harder to play me
Than to fiddle backwards
Don't act like you knew my tactics
Cause when it hit's the fan
You know I stand last
I see through your true
don't be uptight!
Over by $1, what a fright!
Nobody ever wrote a song about Bob (Why not?)
This is a shame he did such a good job
He deserved (he does!)
that
It ain't loud enough punk, it ain't hitting
This year you tried, next year you're quitting
Last year you thought I was dying out
But again,
I'm sorry bout last night
Thought it was my past life
And you were my past wife
I'm dark
Need a flashlight
Thought you told me you'd be my last sight
couldn't fuck with the school life, I was a fool
I'll play that motherfucker for a tool, man
Tonight'll be the night, guess what we diggin'?
Hustlin' in
night it was a dream
This morning a fantasy
Back when the only fan I had was a fiend
Meet me by the Acura cause the cops like
To get help from
you lucky
Seem like I'm trendin just Captain America
That's why I'm strong armin' niggas like Bucky
It couldn't be me
It couldn't be me
It couldn't be
I just wanna say
I love y'all
Stay strong fam
Дякую за спогади, Бобрівко
Another year in the books, gotta be grateful
Glad I partook cause Bob be
"What'd you do last night?"
"We did umm, two whole cars
It was me, these, and Main Three right?
And on the first car in small letters it said
the door
She, couldn't believe what she see on the floor
Some size five trainers, raging
Tears in her eyes, but it's cool 'cause they must be
it's better if we leave it all behind
Last night I said I'd never love her
Last night I said I couldn't trust her
Last night I saw her fucking number
through
The dusty streets of Italy in a cage
And later confined to a madhouse
Celine robbed, hooted at, tormented by
The French
Fitzgerald who finally quit
JuggsterJuu
Ayy, yop, yop, yop,
Last time I took a L, it was only just a dub
Now your bitch or my dick
But with you she wanna hug
Don't be out here
the blame on my brain to inspire it
Death came, now I fuckin' admire it
I got shot up in my dream last night
(Last night, last night, last night, last night
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