Lyrics:
the start
Takes a little cocktail conversation
But without the proper preparation
Having just a vision's no solution
Everything depends on execution
the start
Takes a little cocktail conversation
But without the proper preparation
Having just a vision's no solution
Everything depends on execution
suppose vex e no dey that deep
Everything you dey do hit me two by two
I know e dey hit me hard
E dey nack me well
If we settle
Reason this matter
Girl
her I'm on one
Said we could have a baby, baby girl
But what kinda nigga am I if I bring 'em in this world?
I-I-I want it
But she-she-she call it
voice by a
Mile and I'm going to
Use that i have a trillion
Dollars worth of voice
I hang out wit my the girl and my
Daughter everyday there's no place
girl
I was six, she was seven but even then she knew I was a rare one
That's cause Liphy got the answers, Marylin I'm the man son (Manson)
I know
many artists that have a bad first album, but their next one gets better. I hope this happened for me.
All my broken dreams hanging by a noose
Just
knuckles and E's to dirty shit they shoot with beams
But too many of them was wildin' failing moves like Joe Peschie's
City has had enough Lil Peach turn
Paying it Forward...
The Older looked out the window. It was a great day to play, but which instrument? The banjo? The Ukulele? The Basuki? He
Yeah uh, no doubt
It's Reborn tha Rebizzle
Aha uha.
No doubt
Check it now
Yo it's the REB
O to the RN
THA
R to the E
To the BIZ
ZLE
Reborn
to the RN
THA
R to the E
To the BIZ
ZLE
Reborn Tha Rebizzle
Y'all know who he be
I used to spit to them Wu beats
With new heat
Spitting bars from everything
[Intro]
Chillin by the fire, it’s a cold night
Things could be bad but baby everything’s alright
I could complain, but baby everything’s great
With
[E-40] White girl (x8)
(White girl" continues to repeat 8X in background)
I got that, whiiiiiiiiiite girl
I got that, whiiiiiiiiiite girl
[E
Surrounded by snakes feel like a fucking charmer
Stealing your girl like the knight in shining armour
Milking them titties like I'm a dairy farmer
Dropping
why'all that's my heart
Baby girl so thorough she been with me from the start
Hid my drugs from the NARCs, hid my guns by the parts
I got this model
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
nation, girls but no relations, oh I'd take that
I'd flash a fake smile for the cameras
And my girl be dressing so scandalous
But I love it tho,
then
Makin an album
Ain't this insane
I go by Love Life
Remember that name
Cause I be blowing up, I be causin hella tantrums
I got your girl
slow
She caking that's fa sho but just know I'm in album mode
I don't need to say my name yeah they know
You can tell just by the flow that I'm geeking
on the lo-lo's, girl
Still taking my time to perfect the beat
And I still got love for the streets, it's the D-R-E
It ain't nothing but more hot shit
Another
And doze off like snores, but odds like that with these thoughts I have's
Like a giant getting squashed by ants
If this is the test of time, I'd pass with
Listening to the radio
(Yeah yeah yeah)
Everything's gonna be alright
Oh
It's gonna get better better better better
I'm standing by my window
(I'm standing by
yeah
She had a vibe I could vibe with
But while we was flyin'
I had to go sit by the pilot
'cause she smelled like Rikers Island
Straight mack, straight
to the future in the flux thing
And I saw everything
Boy bands, and another one, and another one
And another one
And girls there with round hair like Star
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