Lyrics:
want to play
I told you, mess around you fools like Cassius Clay
Stretch my heater make you do a pas de bourree
Kick your balls like Pele, pick em doin'
Dice are rolling, Knives are out
With thee present danger all around
I don't say they mean harm, but they'd each give an arm
To see us six feet
can't face it
Back in the day, not by the skin
It's all about the person that's within
Praisin' the protests that came from Martin
Then you go throw his
lady
I let you ride with a player in my new truck
Take you straight to my house, you can do me up
And back down again, get around your friends
to this
Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangsta shit
Now Blood walk to this, now crips walk to this
Now throw it up, raise it up for that gangsta
meals
Say I'm, comin' at you with lines, think they lies
Just because I don't match your compatible sign
I'ma let the world see, other boos can't
Do what you gotta do, I'll hold you up
I'll lend you my skills, I have more than enough
Show the whole world what you're capable of
And I'll be by your
baby. Baby
Welcome to the mile high, where the girls are pretty
I'm from the west side, put your arms up with me
Lets get lost in the city, lets get
or wouldn't shoot a nigga for me
Tryin' to ride the wave, I ain't know you when we was flooded
You ain't know my momma, move around, I put that on my cousin
ill
Playa haters be givin me harsh looks
But I'm tryin to sell
Records like Garth Brooks so eff 'em all
When it's cold I throw the skelly on
Illegal
some rocket
so throw your arms up the atmosphere while your jockin
(CHORUS)
Now everybody wants to rule the world to be the top MC
but not me.Igot
You got those lips that I can't deny
You got that touch that electrifies
Baby I just want you around all the time
Who cares if you're all that's
I’m just a rockstar sonofabitch with an itch
To change this world one piece at a time stitch by stitch
Now I ain’t rich by any standards that you’d
to throw down
And all I wanna say is...don't think about it
Don't reach for you stash, to get your shit
Tryin' to be all right, but you gonna die
'cause
yo I'm paranoid as a fucka
Yeah, fuck that.. yo I fuck around and shit
I sprained both of my fuckin' fingers
This shit.. man a nigga need to get.. I'm
shit like a car alarm when that car is parked around thieves (ooh)
Got this shit like gardener that's in charge of all of your trees (ooh)
Young LD got
Ends here right now yeah
Yeah, woah
He turned it!
You owed him
This praise
Everybody arms up
Everybody arms up
Praise him
Show up with your hardship
fuckin' up a good time by snappin' your necks, come on
I just want to celebrate
Like my baby's first steps you heard
I just want to celebrate
Like my first
might take your bitch today
He a mini me, yeah that lil nigga is my student
Only talking money, that’s the language that I’m fluent
Main bitch my world
the land of a new Rising Sun."
Then I said, "Hey Baby, where ya tryin' to go to?"
Then she says, "I'm gonna spin and spread around Peace of Mind...
evaporation
Everywhere you look
Higher lessons are abound
Nature is the book
Wisdom all around
Yo, that's some deep 'ish
Nah it really isn't
It's only
under her underarm
She said: "I can tell you rock, I can tell by your charm
Far as girls, you got a flock
I can tell by your charm and your arm."
But I'm
to cry
Just reach for the sky
Don't worry baby
You'll be alright
So learn to smile
Kiss your tears goodbye
She was a little ghetto child (I'm
been in love before you
And I’ve seen what the world can do
To this forlorn, third act heart of mine
And I, I only want my arms around you
And when
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