Lyrics:
know
Yeah
Yeah let the fan
Yeah
Oowa
Back porch ring and she bad too
I could win a ring but I aint have to
Rather be on stage with my rap crew
Tom
to my verse
Okay I just dropped the album and they saying this shit slap
Tiva and CH$NEL working hard to make it out the trap
I got your lil bitch crying
until you
Pass narrows or the hollow
But the cops ain't as scary
As some of them curve's
Take it slow by Mary Helens watch for cows
Ya heard
The world
your four points O's
And Benz five hundreds it all points to oh
Now you niggas 'memba me
Tell me how could you forget, back to johnny's album cover
award me with hoes
Put em on a track like vocals
Leave em for a day and they want their
Master back like the first album by Jay
I dash with the dividends
s'morezzz
Listening to Eazy-E!
Then I called my album LIL e!
Mary had a little lamb
Little lamb
Little lamb
Mary had a little lamb
And it was white as crack
the porch
She put her rolled up Ziggy's in her rock and roll jersey
Jersey, she was born to run
She was a spirit in the night
She was blinded by the light
the porch
She put her rolled up Ziggy's in her rock and roll jersey
Jersey, she was born to run
She was a spirit in the night
She was blinded by the light
songs names like Mary
So some songs became far
More Top 40 friendly, but infinitely cheaper
On my second album
I had sung about my mother's having
I make music to make you sick of fake music
Hate music like devil worshippin' Satan music
So say your prayers, your Hail Mary's and Jesuses
Take
a hustler
always flirtin with all his customers, and flat broke
Nappy smokin blacks out on the back po'ch
I'm thinkin I got everything a country boy could ask
(Aye you might have to catch this jawn right hea)
Hopped off the porch early
Pitch me the rock
Hard ball
Knock it out the park
Sosa
That is a home
yeah
Trees by Game, Patron consumptions, yeah
Born in the Jungles where wolves be huntin'
I put that on Mary-Anne that I am what I am, nigga
Fuck
The Blunt Got Her Coughin’
Like She Got Corona
I’m A Big Stepper
& She’s A Big Moaner
Hit The Blunt
While I Hit From The Back
I’m A Stoner
You said you're gonna get up off the couch
(you won't)
You said you're gonna put an album out
(you won't)
You said you're gonna go out on a limb
(you
serous
Making my appearance
Fucking on your period
And it's fucking scary
Ah
You better run
Bloody Mary
I'ma get by
Hit 'em with the Tek Nine
Better quit
to put the team back together
So immaculate
So damn accurate
Like the Acura
When I backed it up
To the kids that was actin' up
Suckin' blood like Dracula
mother's side, I am the grandson of William Bullock and Mary “Mamie” Elizabeth Thomas. I don't have the full lineage on my Father's Mack side, but I'm
on nothin
I'm sitting on the front porch
Writing a hood rhyme
Naw I'm playing wit
Man that line anit mine
I just use it for the mindstate
Spit great line
That
hard
But me and all my niggas bounced back, on God
Aye, on God
A lot of friends turned into an op, bitch, fuck 'em all
Who we speakin' about, anyway? I
shoot u in yo back so bitch dont run
Me and my bitches ready for war fasho they standin on that front line
Bitch Im more impatient than impatience lil hoe
grabba!
Right now mi really high
Mi feel di vibe
Puffin' on di Lemonade no Cherry Pie
Worse Miss Universe deh by mi side
Not even JPS dem price so high
made 'for you by you'
Every hip-hop nigga listen and wishing he had your style
To go against you if you rip him and pass him by (yeah)
A mastermind is
Air Ones
Bangin' "The Black Album," track #1
She like that Jay shit, that's her favorite
If it's gon' get me the pussy I'ma play that shit
If she
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