Lyrics:
I got a model in my lap I think that imma have to clap it
I got a bottle full of Jack I think that imma have to tap it
Got a wallet full of hunnids
to maintain
And another for the lames
Yeah yeah
Man these milli's really pile up
My lit is dialed up
With a little luck
I might just die up on arrival
Cause I
Yup!
1, 2, 3
As it is plan to see
I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
Dope man fresh in the place to be
And uh
[Chorus]
Oh, I think they like
if the hands black or white,
Don't like to wander if I'll die, From a traffic stop today,
Wearing the wrong color to gangs, But either way,
it's
to his
I had to lose my way before I understood the trip
The good die young, the cemetery's full of "should've beens"
These days, I'm doin' more
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die
Probably die as a young nigga
Probably die as a young nigga
If I die
what to do
He made it plain and simple, red, white, and blue"
Red is the blood of the butchered indians
White is anglo-american apartheid
Blue is
ha-ha
Five block the way, from now ha-ha
I seen you lick that rubber lolli-pop
I seen you spread, your butter rock and shook semi-car
I seen your tears,
to take
Thank God I live to die another day
You know we all got, you know we all got
You know we all got a lot to lose
I won't raise my white flag,
with me I gots to fuck with ya`ll"
And "make ends" is just another word for "pay back"
Paying you back today for this grudge that I had way back
You
to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly
Now an angel will die, covered in white
With closed eyes and hoping for a better life
This time,
fuckin bills
By any means necessary, gotta see my momma in
Another day, another dollar
Every 24, I'm thinking money and the power
Go on! Get it! Go on!
of our skin been getting us killed by the police
Work for one white man just to pay another
Man its been a struggle since I came out my mother
At birth
saint-like in pure white, he's
Photographed as he walks not only by us
But by everyone else who
Happens to be at the beach
Today young teenagers with iPhones
down your fucking throat
Like white water the river never calmly flows
Another political episode
With epic prose
Prosecco celebrates your empty nose
you were my ride or die
She a devil in a white dress not by my side
Angel in some night gear would you ride or die
If I was alone would you come
the Gulf Way Boulevard gangsta
Swangin' on T.I., essence of fo's (essence of fo's)
Pirellis and blazin' 'em crews of hoe
I'm a player, you can tell by how
grippin' the Llama
For small bread I could get you bodied
It's a million ways to die but I'll
Get you hit wit' a pistol probably
I got some issues probably
I
do I entertain y'all with my disrespect?
Respectfully (Great John on the beat, by the way)
Lil Nas X gon' catch AIDS and die like Eazy-E (he is)
sliding right by you
You won't see none
Cause I got places to be
And I would die hard for this
I'mma die hard
Going too hard
I just took another line
I'mma
gonna stop stop?
Another day in black and white
One, two, three, four, five
Another week goes by
I'm half alive
I'm getting sick
I'm faking this
I'm over
took it out and stuck it in her pussy
I pulled the trigger and the nut came thick and mushy
I grabbed my gun and disappeared like Jack the Ripper
Young
like the mack in the white lac
Bumper jack intact, time to step back
Guinea pigs in the crowd get their head cracked
[mr. serv-on]
Here I come again
Vital stats - how white was their skin
Unimportant - just another inner-city drive-by thing
Morning - fine - serve your first coffee of the day
Real
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