Lyrics:
the corners suppliers dem bait
Hung up my boots and laced up real ones Adriano you can call me a waste
two glocks just side by side
Manufacture Russian it
And by the time the munchies hit me, I know I'll be feeling great
I ran inside that sto' and grabbed myself a rainbow sherbet reign
After I pay
I'm in
children..gon get this...the premise.I promise..
I pray so God can manifest..so I can do so many things..
By the way he's not a dictator...
Buh he did get me
the Chanel chain still on me
The only way to get that shit off me is to rob me
Because jacking is for pussies, run up on me get fucked up
Me and Fluid keep
up to you
Or you might see me sat up at the bar
That's because I had nothin' to do
And we'll either hook it up or we won't
But I'll never look
and gentlemen, Mickey Two Fingers on guitar
Stir that pot, motherfucker
Hit me with it one time
And again
You can tell by the way that I hold my spoon
Johnny Two
trouble ring alarm drop the bomb
I am the bomb going dumb and my people coming with me when I come
Hook
If you really with me come pick me up
Everybody
Master master
It's the motherfuckin' master song
Hook me up waa-a ah
Get some autotune! Waaaaaa
Haha that sounds good!
Fish fillets fish fillets!
Come
the deck, motherfucka
Deaths a check, mothafucka
Tell me what the fuck you think I came to collect, mothafucka
When I up it, get destructed,
Loose your
Cadillac, horns on the hood
My buddy Frankie had his dad hook him up good
Girls smile when we roll by
They hop in the back, and we cruise to the river side
between me & you/
All these hatin ngaz broke, so I keep a tool/
Hook(Reapt2x)
They be on a nga dick when I hop out/
Got yo bihh jockin like Im rockin with
Still fightin’ my demons I never over came
If crime pays then, why change up my exchange?
My mind plays tricks on me
Kick it like Johnny Cage
So why
too
I want to take you on a back road, turn up the radio, we can take it real slow
We can look up at the night sky, see the look in your eye, got me
tangled up all on the floor ||But I beg of you |That you trust in me|That I will always be here to give you more and more and more and more |More more
a cold foot
Order me a refill, try to block it out
And act like these little pigs didn't come from this brick house
[Hook X2]
Never meant to be a part
kickin back
Smokin a fat sac of Marijuana
We?ll be together forever
That?s what she promised me
The only breakin up we do
Is when we breakin up the weed
working in synergy
Cinematography all in my video
Look at the influence look at the mini-me's (wait, wait, wait)
Oi look at them bark up
Man saw
guitar
Well if Bobby Ray too country, I'm the black Tim McGraw
I got some shit up on my chest, and I can't wait to get it off
If it’s trouble that they
to the original settings for the songs (keyboard and guitar), but added rhythm tracks, bass, and other overdubs.
The next question for me, as the lyricist, was
up and screwed
Glory to Screw
Skewered these phonies so well I even got this bitch
Caufield shook
Hit em' with the hook
My hooks hatching tapeworms
Me, Colin, Johnny and Moe
in my drop six-eight, the perv was on, and
I was spankin, a full tank and
feelin great, tape deck, Shabba Rank-in
Headin
Niggas swear they're down cuz' they look up
Rip them rhymes up, hook them hooks up
You need a mic check I'm a push them rooks' up
Your crooks suck, I
on a three-day run.
Johnny's got his guitar hanging out the trunk.
Billy's on the floorboard, I
Think he's still drunk; long road ahead, but already having fun.
Authentic, fuck a vouch
My losses made me stronger
Nigga...
Hook:
Yea i like the pussy that dont mean im really cuffin that bitch
She the type to fuck
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