Lyrics:
durag shit
Yeno how it is
When we go and pipe yo bitch
You gotta love it
Now I'm gonna go and get rich
Smoking up at twilight on the pitch
Ay
Welcomed
too
and if it ain't fun, just give them one the boot
before we knew it, it was over fast
and New York City, was frozen by the blast
they say they'll
fun, just give them one the boot
before we knew it, it was over fast
And New York City, was frozen by the blast
They say they'll take away the cap.
she won't go away
But damn she got away
And now from here up to croatia i'll still be disgraced ha
I seen her body then her face i gotta tell her "Aye
smoke
Moved away
I just smoke
I just smoke
High as fuck
When are you coming home son I don't know when
But we'll get together then, I just smoke dad
up by British mines
We're selling weapons to anybody
who agrees to pay the loan
Then they act all heartbroken
when the body-bags come home
It's big
say so
Praising my guardian angel
For never sending me a lame ho
I like them tatted by the waist exotic looking in the face
Pussy juicy like a grape
585 by the 716, everybody smoke loud in the back of them whips
Gotta get the rebound, Zay Stewart in this bitch
All up in Lebron's face, man we really
shoulder... ? Aw, you're fulla shit, man... ah, listen, by the way, before I go on; did you get those white albums I sent ya with the pencil on the front... ?
From the new album "Time The Conqueror"
GIVING THAT HEAVEN AWAY
By Jackson Browne
Pretty Nova, one year over
Legal age of consent
In the flower
Now this that SpottieOttieDopaliscious, hella vicious
I wonder where is this, hold up
Get the fuck out my business, show enough
We roll up then load
It was interesting comment, but something I took to heart
Cause If I go and chase my dream, knew it's nothing if we're apart
Though I loved when we
go smoke this joint
If you want me to be completely
Honest with you" And he's
Like, "I'm coming with you" And apparently
We're still riding that same
three albums deep, but I don't wanna go pop
Too many candy rappers seem to be at the top
Too much candy is no good, so now I'm closing the shop
'em
We always solve 'em, like
Man, it's kinda crazy thinking about it though
Like so much has happened yo, and I mean shit, by the time y'all are
Indeed truly we are the mighty mighty BDP posse
This is our fourth album and we're still not takin' no shorts
Yeah, ha hah!
On the wheels
Like "You ain't Lil' Wayne, you a lame
Man I got to go"
But I did it, and I was on a mission
And little by little a couple
Of 'em would get it
Was
People love to say that your different ya know
Last album had it booming something vicious ya know
Wasn't like this growing up they wasn't picking
must be crazy, nigga
Onе song for my deluxe is all I need to do
These puppies barkin'
They done bit off more than they can chew
My album just dropped
I'm
no drive-by's
We walked over
COB bandana tied to the end of the AR
Iller than they are, rhymes so sick
Give 'em the day off
This is the chaos, Nicolas
takes over me
As soon as I go home and close the door
Kinda feels like déjà vu
I wanna get away from this place, I do
But I can't and I won't, say I
Now this that SpottieOttieDopaliscious, hella vicious
I wonder where is this, hold up
Get the fuck out my business, show enough
We roll up then
sages… we go through stages
Of development, skimming through scriptures and turning the pages
Every step taken carries heavyweight from yester year
Hip-Hop, was put off by your appearance, silver grillz
Black contacts, face tats n' bod tats, but 'cided to give it a shot
N' was blown away by the way you
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