Lyrics:
in all white
I'm talking All day all night
I know I'll be alright
Rocking with the Son who shines bright
Celebrating dressed in all white
I'm talking
still put that shit on
Everyday I wake up and thank god for living
Before I get dressed put that blick on
Gotta use ya head when you beefin' it get busy
a' records and you roll a Benz
Fall up in the spot now you losin friends
All ya want to do is give the world ya heart
Record label tryin to make
hit list
Dressed in all white
Like it's christmas
Nigga thank God
When you hit this
Going so hard
Cause I'm thee shit
Period yeah nigga that's period
I'm dressed in a white dress
One thing left: just say yes
The table's set and names laid out
We'll take to the floor, by piano be played out
We're all
what you want me to be
So I'm a be that, for six D-I-G-I-Ts
I'm a L-you-N-A-T-I-see, 'bout to be -L-O-W-you-P, c'mon
(Chorus)
(Kyjuan)
y'all be
I popped a pill
Went straight to astronomy
Pulled up in a rock fit like Bob Sagat
Sip red with a white bitch
Candy cane
What would the game be
hoes tryna fuck on Three I hopped out drip plain jane bezel
Yo bitch ride that shit she drive that shit by herself I nicknamed her Tesla
I make music for
you're dressed in black
When I left you were dressed in white
Can you fill me in?
(Can you feel me in)
(Can you feel me in)
(Can you feel me in)
Whenever
from the bottom, my neck got frostbite
My belt is by Fendi, my shoes is by Off White
We got the clean dope, shit be off-white
Ran up my racks, I got big
all up
Trade it all in
For a springboard
And a pair of shorts
And a plain white t-shirt
And a perfect back flip
A springboard
And a pair
disguise
I'ts never
Wake up wake up wake up wake up wait
Too late the God is mine
Wake up wake up wake up wake up wait
Too late the God is mine
Everybody
see you in Hollywood
I can’t help but disagree
By then I’ll be dressed in gold
Spilt coffee on my white tee
Los Angeles is good to me
It’s good for me
gone hate to be near us
So turn up my speakers
Say got damn nigga I’m the shit
All my niggas dressed like we just hit a lick
Pull up all black like mamba
lady stare
Its all good dog i share
Superman in plain clothes
Steer clear of these lame hoes
Bright lights
Big shows
Big wheels
And clean clothes
Ellen," he said, "There's no one here but me
Up he took his little young son and gave to him sweet milk
And up he took fair Ellen then and dressed her in
Ayo, what's up E man?
Yo coolin' PMD
True true man, I just been lampin' man
So what you been up to lately, man?
Just been loungin' man, you know
Ayo, what's up E man?
Yo coolin' PMD
True true man, I just been lampin' man
So what you been up to lately, man?
Just been loungin' man, you know
my quick steppin'
You wanna keep up gotta show me somethin'
Oh!
Look at all the leaders
Hanging in the playground
Always beating up the weaker
and the don'ts don't do, yeah
See change, exchange
Speak plain, listen
Befriend difference
We ain't the same, but we can't keep straying from distinction
So
the clips
From the trident Wet em up like Poseidon
Open the third eye Feeling like Aizen
Fuck with the taurus Then you get a horn in the side
Man dressed in
an angel she dressed in that all white
I told her that I could turn that shit to off white
Spilling dulce on her body
while sipping bacardi
She laughing like
I’ll put it on these white kids screamin Sosa like bang bang
Aye I say
Big racks all day
I’m paid
Pull up wit the mitt
I play
I catch the money
Throw it
Plain white tee in my hand, palm angles
Plain Jane chrome heart Rollie, That's dangerous
Kill them like Manson, RP got me standing, my shooter right
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