Lyrics:
away,
Cuddled wit an Ivy toilet,
But I'm back now,
Commits to get it on,
Not spoil it,
I'm Drink-A-Lot,
Take a jug of sumpthin' big an do my
are created
equal.
That they are endowed by their creator with certain inalienable
rights.
That among these rights are Life, Yes sir!, Liberty,
Baba God bless us or we die here
Give us plenty money or we die here
Thirty billion for account or we die here
We Wan dey spend big amount or we die
now
Course now he don't want to be ye understand
It's just that daddy's got lots of important things to do
You see he's a big railroad man
He sends me
made for toys.
I wan´ em real thick an´ juicy.
So fin´ that juicy double.
Mix Alot´s in trouble,
Beggin´ for a piece o´ that bubble.
So I am lookin´
oh, girl, your body good
Boardroom smart, but I love it when they hood (yeah)
Aquazzura Amazon sandals in that emerald green
Same color gown by
the Mix-a-Lot
Bitches put 'em on the glass while
I'm puttin' stickers on they ass
I rule everything around me like cash
On the rocks of reality, dreams get
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
a bag full of money knocking at the door
I'm bout to pour it out the bag
Count it on the floor
Big bag of rubber bands by the night stand
In the wee
know the
Fucking half of what I've
Fucking been through!
Well, Sir Isaac Newton said the law of energy
Is, "Energy is not lost or destroyed
It is merely
to exist
So most niggas by 21 shit be stuck in the pits
Who came up with this shit
It's some luck in the shit
If you educate yourself you save some trouble
In the trenches, go back they show love to me (ayy)
They gon' do what I say like I'm Bumpy (Johnson)
Hold that bitch on the porch by my auntie
All
You ain't going nowhere after swinging like pinch hitters
Ain't born again I'm more of a mix sinner
Yeah you simple-minded fucks ain't look for the big
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
tell her cuz
I got two other girls tryna get my buzz
I mix it with the cuss and fuzz
Ask my cuz he know a lot
He just tryna play cuz he got that sauce
it do? You can call me Dogg
Let me just check your sheet
No problem, sir, let me just say
I'm a big fan of the shit that y'all make
I can't lie, I been
She's got a list o' passengers that's pretty big
And they'll all want lifts to Brown's Hotel
'Cause lots o' them been travelin' for quite a spell
All
She's got a list o' passengers that's pretty big
And they'll all want lifts to Brown's Hotel
'Cause lots o' them been travelin' for quite a spell
All
ain't shit to do
But then sir jinx played his mix
And you thought that shit played out in eighty six
Lookin' for my dogs
Looked up in the mirror
or handle the pity
All I see is lots of titties
I know bunch of hippie chicks
That's ready to show me tricks
They doing the splits
I'm all up in the mix
bucks for the big Moët
Clear it out
Except ladies tryna hit all that
Mix it with Don Julio to forget all that
I crack dimes, nines, eights
Used to take
getting off the 405
Be with this bad bitch, she living in the south
I'm met her at the club with my nigga Gotti
5-3, thick, with a lot of pride
I been molded by the same Clay as Cassius baby
And I'll be the greatest even when I'm in the casket baby
Verse 1
A lot of bad decisions
A lot
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