Lyrics:
the Ville
From Cypress to Sugar Hill
By the spot, had Shante on the block all day
You JJ Fad'n, I want the rocks and Shante
We in the Jungle, brothers singing
a thot
Had to plan and plot dumpin' if I shoot my shot
Not the destination this is just another stop
Never played with rocc strapped cuzz I bleed the blocc
Than sleep with the fish
Be judged by twelve, than carried by six
Rapper, walk like a man
And ride a nigga dick
Forty-five got the king size jeans on sag
by
We'll take the afternoon off
We can kiss and undress
Or if you want, just talk
Because I have got nothing real
Just empty space to fill
The officer dem charge you fi possession of a weapon
Plus the ammunition, that's another felon
Plus you're wanted in connection with a murder" (wah?)
"You
I've been watching you from above no no I wanna Know your name, would you please go away
Your touch, yeah I miss it Yeah you love it when I Kiss it
another path
I was great at sports
Should see my 40 dash
Played division 1
I started on the grass
Had some haters hating on me
With they hating ass
So you
Hail Eris and the rest of the Chaos Lords
And here's another thing:
We got the right to flap our lips like Joan Rivers in a lingerie store,
And we call
Just another starlit night[00:16.43]Just another night on the opposite side of the world not knowing a soul[00:21.87]And wondering what it's like
might need another tab, it depends
If I open up a window, spend the shine on my mind's eye
I sighed (wooh) as the time passed by me
Another night gone
I can dig it
Here's a forty, swig it, you know it's frigid
I got 'em chillin in the cooler, break out the ruler
Damn, that's the fattest stog' I
I can dig it
Here's a forty, swig it, you know it's frigid
I got 'em chillin in the cooler, break out the ruler
Damn, that's the fattest stog' I
(yeah)
(We keep flowin') in the sun, sun, su-su-su-sun (in the sun)
I arise from my melinence to the sun beginning
Kiss by the ray of a sunny day
But
trust none
Thuggin' by my lonely, 40
That's my plus one pull up to the club
Don't get checked by security
I get antsy, I pull it out
You get near to me we
the sticker off another forty ounce
And wonder, 'How did my life get here?'
My ole goes in stayin' drunk and eliminatin' funk
Fuckin' hoes or rollin' triple
and ????
It's just on you (you can't win)
And just when you thought that $500 was for another abortion
Gotcha, it's just on you (I can't warn you)
just on you (you can't win)
And just when you thought that $500 was for another abortion
Gotcha, it's just on you (I can't warn you)
[Verse 2]
Now I,
the beginning. Its minimal by the millisecond in millimeters adapting to the chapters of life but I'm a fast reader. Its suspicious suspects end up in stitches
Hey fool, you ready for another beating?
You shoulda never came back
Look here man, after I crucify him, you next!
And you better have a good doctor
alone
My lips are too dry to kiss you with
I'm piss drunk off a fifth
Or a forty
My heart is too filled of love to love you with
I'm listless full
a pitch fork always on me
I'm grown G
I'm grinding harder when I'm by my lonley
You lost yo grip
You scared you shaken
You can't aim the uzi tip
Don't talk
or nigga
Cause they all be acting strange
So I keep a loaded 40
With a never ending range
It doesn't matter where you stand
And it don't matter if you hide
the window, my emotions start to show
Cold and alone, I like to kiss her when I get home
And she likes the way poppy makes her move
Yoga with a mini skirt is
Please don't waste my time
I hope I don't find out you phony
If I leave you by your lonely
It's gone kill you slowly
4am forty missed calls
Why she got my
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