Lyrics:
Yeah, Josh D
Like the drug dealers, man she like the way they party
Walking in the building and I'm staring at her body
She rubbing on my wood while
with some fella with a regular job"
I didn't wanna get her involved
By dinner Mr. Benjamin was sitting in awe
Hopped into my car, drove far
Far's too
I'm still up in here
I'm hanging by a thread
Mary Jane gotta hold devil wants me dead
I'm still up in here
I'm hanging by a thread
Smoking roaches
I doubled down, then I doubled up
Ran my money up, I made it double Dutch
I gotta sweet tooth for the cookies stuff it inna wood
Only thing that’s
the cut
And I be rolling the wood
And if I stop to dap you up
You Know it's all good
I'm the man with the plans
No it just don't stop
And every day every
yourself, you getting burnt by yourself
Don't be stupid on the lick, you better go and ask for help
I can't roll the wood and rap, I asked my dawg for some
eight?
She got eaten! She got eaten by the Old Man
Who lives in my grandparents' woods
Her portrait sits on an old bookshelf
As the Old Man flosses his
eight?
She got eaten! She got eaten by the Old Man
Who lives in my grandparents' woods
Her portrait sits on an old bookshelf
As the Old Man flosses his
thats day by day
Thats day by day, I said that's day by day
Bad b come to the crib and I make her feel it in her brain
Give her this wood so good, it make
your man
Like what's up in this wood nigga that's your man
Like what's up in this wood nigga that's your brother
Like what's up in this wood nigga that's
the only one
Man it is hot
Down by the lake
Set these woods in flames
Swing tha funk
Outta mill
Waited so long
Found a stone in solitude
An idol without
the spell of an old man willow
Whilst out wandering the fields
I woke up in evergreen woods
Baptised by what the light revealed
There’s a man in the woods
Did you ever hear the story of the Christmas tree
Who just didn't want to change the show
He liked living in the woods and playing with squirrels
Did you ever hear the story of the Christmas tree
Who just didn't want to change the show
He liked living in the woods and playing with squirrels
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I'm tryna be, I'm tryna be, a better man by the 1st
They callin me a prodigy,say I'm the man with the work
I only did what I did i gotta heal cause
Something about wine and Portugal.
Wild man blocking the way of a businessman Doing a
spasmodic dance and screams Take a dump in my head Take a dump
in my
there's nothing up his sleeve
Then nothing is cool
Moses went walking with the staff of wood, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Newton got beaned by the apple
night on a hard wood floor
To the redneck fiddlin' man
Good times go by easy
Good times fly away
One night some boys from town came by
With a bellyfull
face down
Hoodie gang strong like Trayvon
Gun by the window like Detroit Red
Bring that shit by the neck of my woods
And bet a nigga ass end up dead
there's nothing up his sleeve
Then nothing is cool
Moses went walking with the staff of wood, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Newton got beaned by the apple
My weens gone small I'm wondering why I
Got outta bed at all
The morning wood hurts my wiener
And I can't pee at all even if I could it'll be yellow
you want, just let it bump
Like you got Scott Storch tied up in the trunk
I'm the ice cream truck man, guns in the trunk man
Drugs in the trunk man
Ma pull to the block
Jus to snatch a couple dollars
Nigga wasn't lookin to move wit my potna
Mind on my money I'm thinking bout profit
Big ass wood
my face
Shaving my head
Saving my face
Gut a fish
Kill a man
Kill a bird
Kill a man
What's the difference
It's what it takes
I'm drunk in the woods
I'm
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