Lyrics:
Suicide Drac' and my trap a drive-through
On three-way with the plug, tryna buy two
Just got his bitch water
I could sell dry food
He a dub but if he play,
in the face boy
My life is good but yours aint got no future
Started from the bottom
Finished on your girls face boy goddamn
Turn on the bass
I'm from
Either way we finna eat, I'mma make them touch the sky
Hey
Back when I was younger tried to shake it off
Bout how you finna have no spices when you stir
been?" "On a little vacation"
"Oh, by the way, congratulations
Who's the lucky man?" She said, "I got him on file"
Then she said, "It's Spice 1
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'Smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
Alright, before we get it started
Before we did 'smoke two joints', that was Jack from the Toys
And that song 'Rivers Of Babylon'
Was written by
than hydroponics (ahh yeah)
Guys are on it, girls be on my pubics
For two licks, I check my pharmacutics (do this)
You want to know who's the newest
With
fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist
And you know
Heat rooms like a thermometer
Two
respect, so everybody salute
And by the way Backspin, is my attribute
You may or may not, know who I am
But frankly my dear.. I don't give a damn!
You
The girl always a say. Hear weh she say
I am saying,
It's my way or the highway
You should be going
You made your choice and now you know what's coming
The girl always a say. Hear weh she say
I am saying,
It's my way or the highway
You should be going
You made your choice and now you know what's coming
Pack
derranged, gettin' silly maybe
The way she shook her ass I told her girl you silly baby
[Polow Da Don]
V.I.C., Collipark, Polow Da Don, Get Money
Pretty
since Kobe and Shaq (Kobe)
No rap cap, I put Black Migo Gang on the map (yeah)
So crack sacks just to pave the way to where I'm at (juug)
I trap rap,
You go both ways but I'm a one way
Yo, did you ever smell a skunk spray?
Well that's kinda how a dead
Body smell after one day
To dispose of a guy body
Yeah I know fashion, on my tape playing
Spice girls out! I know what it's about
2 becomes 1, I played that proud
I played that loud, I'm a zig a zig, ahh
to de man dem call Ice Cube (bo! bo!)
And a bust a deuce-deuce or trey-eight bout to get wicked!
One, two, three and I come with the wicked
Style
Say, Rih-Rih, let's take this shit to the street one-time, you know? (It's the remix)
Throwin' hundreds like loose change, still got my money (ayy)
fooled by both them dimples on your face
'Cause when we danced, I felt that fifth all on yo waist
And you know
Heat rooms like a thermometer
Two
the truth baby
Nothing stopping you from going crazy
I'm inspired by the way your brain is
We can get it, we just need the patience
Hold me down
I hold you up
Got remix hard to scale
Got bricks don't need no scale
I'm plugged in with the mayor
I'm part of the cartel
That rerock aint no clean
62 hundred
a nigga, I see a black Einstein
A diamond in the rough, he's remidin' me as tough
Young girls takin' X, she's blinded by the stuff
Oh my God, where did we
by your side, babe
Love you in your corn rolls and your Timbs
And the way your ice shine off those rims
I like your style if that's what's up
than hydroponics (ahh yeah)
Guys are on it, girls be on my pubics
For two licks, I check my pharmacutics (do this)
You want to know who's the newest
With
Haha
I don't know how to do this, but I know this is for you
Days gone, same song play through my head as I head into isolation
Girl your spice
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