Lyrics:
in ninety-nine
I will never say that my recruiter ever lied
In fact, I don't think I read everything before I signed
Semper fi where's your pride
year you were calling me brother
Now we talking about jumping each other
I'ma be the bigger person and send love for your mother
Yeah I'm repping that
friend
We were on the road home
After shooting our bags
'Bout halfway back
We stopped for gas
My uncle pointed up
To the diesel price
A buck ninety-nine
hundred years to live
Half time goes by
Suddenly you're wise
Another blink of an eye
Sixty seven is gone
The sun is getting high
We're moving on
I'm ninety
it down for the 9-0-triple 4
Droppin tops, fuckin fine hoes
These other niggaz is finally catching up
Listening to rappers ballin and gettin touched
Knievel called
Wants to jump me
Earl Sheib wouln't paint me
for eighty-nine ninety-five
Good Year called
Wants me to join the fleet
Cover the next
Excessive shagging got him dropped from the captaincy
Unfairly penalized for his adulterous tendencies
The Kiwi's caught him on ninety-nine
Vettori's no ball
and Donovan Mitchell
Nothin' superficial, just like my lyrical miracles
Ninety-nine essential oils, but um, Bishop, I've none
Cryin' eyes, upset, embroiled,
year, another stepping stone
90's baby, yeah, you know I love the smell of smoke
90's baby and we onto the next episode
My house is full, my family matter
It's that 80s baby, spent the 90s with a Nike trim
Used to want the trainers with the lights in
We made it through millennium bugs
The rise
a plug and he stay on 290
Big ups to Desmond he chillin off 90
The gang are my brothers we rollin bout 9 deep
I gave y'all boys 2 seasons to get yalls bars
alone, I got a nine in chrome
I used to be out of luck, now when I get a boner
it often means vagina miner get to the moaner
I mean really cause it's
I got a nine in chrome
I used to be out of luck, now when I get a boner
It often means vagina miner get to the moaner
I mean really cause it's
So did I make myself clear?
Cryin' to my mom to buy me a new pair
Now I need enough to last ninety-two years
I got ninety-nine problems, but cars ain't
My buddy got one hundred years, thank the Lord I just got ninety-nine
If you see, if you see my mama
Won't you tell her this for me?
Lord, if you
My buddy got one hundred years, thank the Lord I just got ninety-nine
If you see, if you see my mama
Won't you tell her this for me?
Lord, if you
to boss your life up if you ask me
100 Grand a year that don't sound too bad to me
I'm just trying to beat the odds and do numbers
Going broke ain't never
skull had been cracked up and I thought it was a sign
Twelve years old, culture shocking waves through me new kid in town
Three months later, lost my
or abridged
By the US or any Sate
On account of sex.”
For over 200 years women have been left out of history,
cnd get no credit for our contribution!
cnd
and floss
90s boy, what y'all ‘bout?
Yeah, a real LA-stater
Watts City Raider, downtown like faithful
You should be with me every day of the week
Poppin'
ain't really the s***
They simply farting
By the way I've been disheartened
That's why I started
I noticed that ninety-nine percent of Black artists
Take
got ninety-nine marks and wasn't trying on my test
I'm blessed (why?)
Because the pasta is gamberoni, the watch is a classic Rollie
The pussy is
give this year
Everybody's getting the presents they want for Christmas, yeah
Life is only ninety nine winters
So I'm tryna bond with daddy even
Verse (Tec-9):
Now as I raise up, it is a must I put my chrome K up,
Straight playa from Uptown, where everything goes down,
From up in the skinny
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