Lyrics:
could imagine, maybe my actions would end up wifing her
Love or lust, regardless we'll fuck 'cause the trife in us
It's deep-rooted, the music of being
tryna live your dream!
Gottem all shook, tryna take that rook
Gotta make that move, ain’t playin’ by the book
Take us down for how we look
But don’t
I try to lose it (What happens?), man, it's useless
I'm already rich, so you can have back your two cents
Maybe it's the Jones in my Bones, I ain't
that I'm soarin
Racing round the track 24 gordon
iPhone's almost dead time to put that cord in
Runnin down the field vince howard lamar jackson
I'm
caved in from a strange pen
Playin' hang man withlive specimens a lesson in morals
It's joe e the E means fuck you Lovin the dark maduro wrappers Aint
the club, get some oxygen
Your friends say I'm a player
You'd be lucky to keep me
You know people gon' be
Talkin' 'bout us weekly
My car be in a robbery
P-O-R
Suckers have the knack but they lack my ability
Those who tried to dis in the days behind us
Are back gonna dis us, brother, sign up
Make the mistake
stall
Stutter, softer than melted butter
There's no other word, go ask your mother
Hard solid as your city
Born in Brooklyn, can tell by the way that
never fiendin' catch us and a schemin'.
We'll drink fo' tha way yallz are breakin' me pan. (Hey, man.)
We born to tha weed, it would grow,
Didn't know
Vatos
Threw a punch, got jumped, dusted off and then walked home
Shit, it's like 6 p.m. and his temple throbbing
Hand in the cabinet by seven, sniff
'cause I don't want to go in
It's going on-and-n-on-and-n-on- again!
Yo, call my lawyer
They ran up on me son, ain't nothin' for ya
Two shots, my
or beat 'em with pipes
So don't come out, stay inside cozy and tucked
And if I'm breakin' in, your old lady's gettin..FUCKED!
[Verse - Shaggy 2 Dope]
ALL
[Master P]
Weebie! Holla at me (c'mon)
I got like twelve bottles of bubbly (oh)
[Chorus One 2X: Weebie]
I love the way she shake it in the thong -
and vaudefillian famous
For singing "Swannee"
Written with words by Irving Ceasar
And music by Ira
Gershwin in 1919 became a big hit for
Jolson in 1920 and was
HOOK- Scratches by DJ cverage Joe “When I write my raps it's therapeutic...therapeutic”
Verse 3
Yo... I know a lot of us hurtin
Tossing and turning
the streaks of lightning we could see a horse out far ahead
'Twas little Joe the wrangler in the lead;
We was riding "old Blue Rocket" with his slicker 'bove
of Joe Jackson's kids
I ain't get this nice overnight, it just happens when you practicing
I got some accolades under my belt
Pussy like butter the ones
the hesi, hmm he got emo
It's like that, 2 on 2, gimme Debo (there go Debo)
& tuck yo chain in, 50 wit the Kanan
Too many Pinky's, not enough brains
Only 1
I used to kick it with a brother named, Moe
Moe used to kick it with a brother named, Joe
Joe used to kick it with his girlfriend Lateisha
let's all get nutz
Let's get crazy, let's get nutz
Let's go crazy, let's get nutz
Let's go crazy, let's get nutz
Verse2
Just flew in on one of those
two
I'm strapped, you strapped, let's play two on two
You're eyein' us in the iron bus
Leak ya, two liters of red juice, Hawaaiin punch
So what you boys
(Great John on the beat by the way)
I was on tour for four months we was overseas (Greenlight Gang)
Did fifty-five shows in forty-five countries (woah)
so what
So what so what
So what so what
So what so what
Imagine us chilling
All of my wolves
All of ya friends
Attention on us
White dress in my
a cup of joe will get us thru the morning'...
Its beautiful in california while the sleepers snoring
The roosters crowing and the crickets bowing
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