Lyrics:
fear that they might catch you a-sleeping
And you jump from your bed, from your last chapter of dreamin'
And you can't remember for the best of your
Yeah...a chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom chick-a-doom
[CHORUS]
That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that s*** up, play it again
That's the joint,
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
of Winn Dixie
But I felt the feeling before that
I found defining it tricky
Not attached to my city
Sometimes I spread myself thin
Over the paper, confetti
Rules for the girls
Rules for my ladies
Never let these niggas ever play you that's a shame b
U a boss chick, u a whole baddie
Show him what what you
to use a gun
Made me very proud of where it is that I come from
When I die, put my bones in the Dixie dirt
Look down on me smilin', I don't want no
Barnes' chick
Can't swim in that poon fool, that's a crucial conflict
Never sleep with the wife of niggas you eat with
And never buy a chick a bag
your brain
That only leave one thing left behind to remain
Right now,
Life can only equal what you believe in
Right now,
I know a nigga that'll shoot
of NBC.
Life was easy, life was fine,
Until I lost that man of mine,
I can't forgive him for leaving me behind,
Got an ache in my heart and the blues
lomtana uyababa
I wonder if she wanna be my side chick
Jini lomtana usilly
Sexy body like mini
She do the pause sisi
She got that sauce jiji
Ngath
got a short receipt, can tell by your heart, you're weak
One thing 'bout this money
It's easy to get it, but trust me, my nigga, it's hard to keep
Yeah...a chick-a-doom, chick-a-doom chick-a-doom
[Chorus:]
That's the joint, that's the jam
Turn that shit up, play it again
That's
industry can hate me, I thugged my way through
And all I need is a chick that hold a jammy
Like Meth and Mary, like Marvin and Tammi, uhh
Now understands
industry can hate me, I thugged my way through
And all I need is a chick that hold a jammy
Like Meth and Mary, like Marvin and Tammi, uhh
Now understands
I'm comin' back
With a ginger cat
What'd ya think a-that?
Hey, girl!
I'm goin' away
But I'm comin' back
By the railroad track
Where
my own!
(Can you tell em man?)
I got my own, got my own!
Snoop, Snoop!
I don't need no chick to buy me shit
See that whip outside? yeah, that's my
every time I sing
[Chorus]
My heart goes drifting down a dusty Dixie road
Taking my mind, back in time
L.A. lights burn like hell once you know
You
This chick no intentions of bein' offensive
The women by callin ya'll bitches
My down ass bitches
Still my queen bitch's cut look clean
On ya finger next
that I demolish
You're overrated like Popeye's chicken sandwich
I heard your Soundcloud and I just can't stand it
You peep my shit, you wanna stan it
Beat beatin down the fuckin block wake the neighborhood
Think i work at Dixie nigga tryna make the paper good
Know that nigga scary wouldn’t do it if
of the pussy you can have it I'm not petty
It's plain, never meant for the heart but the brain
Depart from the pain, that's the art of the game
Forgive if I ever
lines of Dixie
These are the back roads that made me
We fly by night, we're always down to fight
You know we're bound to get a little wild tonight
No way
You got people up in your face
Judgin' you by the cash or the place you live
Ain't that sad
Around here it don't phase us a bit
Honestly we don't give
witcha Papi better roger copy
Uh
That's why they callin' me the Britney of the rap game
Hit it baby one more time gimme back pain
Lemme heat it when you
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