Lyrics:
with this sheer gift, and so I'm here to share it
I swear it, fuck money, so go ahead and copy this album
Don't sell it, give it your friends for free,
a couple of Rosarios
DJ Quik and Suga Free on the stereo
I'm the king of the area - barrio Barbarian
Interrupted by my bitch asking if we can go
Yeah... Bucks... In The Bucks We Trust
I keep on getting better by the day
I'm working gotta an album on the way
I'm thankful for the blessings that
her eyes
I'm asking the Lord the same ole questions why you had to die
(Spoken by the Pimp)
...and that's that Dirty Love we got for all them lost
Digital Album
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Compact Disc with 2 panel insert. All artwork by Fleeting Joys.
Also includes immediate download
Hey guys
Let me start by apologizing to you
For the way everything went down
On Saturday i had a statement typed
Ready to post to you
Guys but
(Hey hey)
This is a warning to those of you
Who have and have not
Heard my music before
(Love and no trust)
In this album I describe the way I feel
on (come on)
I'm talking to you, come on the Working Hour
This is the working hour
We are paid by those who
Learn by our mistakes
This is the working hour
I love spending time with you I love spending time with you
I love spending time with you I love to feel you in my presence
Every time I'm getting
thunder
Now I feel strange when I walk by his mother
It's fucked up that's how the ball bounce
The cookie crumbles
That's what the guns do dead you
nigga
What the hell is goin on,
I'm tryin to ease back,
And get my head in the zone,
Where the fuck you tryin to go,
Nigga this yo city,
Anywhere,
even takes all night (Yeah you can betcha)
You can betcha by the time I say "go?
You'll never say "no" (I'm gonna getcha, I'm gonna getcha)
I'm gonna
like a dead body coming for its murderer
Shit, you seen Chino lately? You gotta see him
What you get to make an album, I get in one day's per diem
Go
the management
I don't need trigonometric ratios to go on a tangent
See I gotta love hate relationship with Form
In that David Davis party with that labor reform
out of the park
Where we at
This album will become platinum
So much cheese
And then it will go on diamond
Pretty please
Rolley rolley rolley Rolex
sticks
Punk-ass nigga, I'll beat you with a hockey stick
The nigga Hov gave you the game, you ain't soak it
You was s'posed to throw up the Roc, not
money's light green and my Jordans light grey
And they love to see white now how much you tryna pay
Lets go!
Today was a good day hope I have me
me up everyday like what you waiting on
Archie and MK call me up every hour like
When you gonna drop that album man, you're taking long
Man look, can't
(I, I wanna grow up, too)
Uncle Marshall
Will you tell us a bedtime story?
Here we go
Now, once upon a time not long ago
There was a little
Summer is here so is our goodbye
Still don't know why I can be this blind
You can tell me to be by your side
I can go with you, leave ‘em all behind
But I
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
every time I'm by you!
This my second album, I'm back with the hits (Wit' the hits)
On the Rise was a hit, but this shits the illest (It's the illest)
Then I'll be hurt
Cuz you heard somethin that wasn't even real
Yeah I'm gon' lie and tears gon'cry
Your face gonna dry as the years go by
I done
For real (I can take you all around the world)
Picture me thuggin', picture me lovin' you
Like Bobby love Whitney now picture me fuckin'
Pullin'
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