Lyrics:
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
okay
I gotta hit the spot looking fly
I wanna watch the OG thugs roll by
Find a little venom and gettin' 'em low cut
Not too much, just enough to wake
dem hustlers dwell I mean dem killahs roll
Don't' give a fuck about you or ya life bro
And the game get deep down south
Cause every nigga roll
up, throw 'em up)
What? What? What? What? (Get 'em up, get 'em up, get 'em up)
I'm a down south nigga so fuck y'all niggaz
I'm a west coast nigga
I'm not gonna be able to pay your cable
I can't get you baby David on a label
so save it
if it was all gravy, maybe
"you done changed!"
yeah bitch,
everyday
If it was just me I'd be headed south
But Marie can't catch no train
She's got some pain and she thinks it's a baby,
Says we gotta wait and see
everyday
if it was just me I'd be headed south
but Marie can't catch no train
She's got some pain and she thinks it's a baby,
says we gotta wait and see
on the ankles
Heavy weights and an anchor with handcuffs in chains
Just ain't enough to contain it
But I'd still get the same respect as Jay if I came
flex
Hoe get flexed, while I choke the chef
He overcooked the meal, battle scars on the whip, I named it Seal
Weed by the field, dark liquor, niggas
Yeah
On some southern drawl shit
Look
Ridin' roun with my windows down
By the time that I roll em up
Police watching for my profile
Can't control
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
dem hustlers dwell I mean dem killahs roll
Don't' give a fuck about you or ya life bro
And the game get deep down south
Cause every nigga roll
Africa Port-Au-Prince Knoxville Anvan
Manhattan South Bend Albany Brooklyn - where you coming from?
Africa Port-Au-Prince Knoxville Anvan
ourselves
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat
While we ask no reason for
ourselves
We can't babble no more than we can bob our head offbeat
Nimrod by the time we forty cause we can't get off meat
While we ask no reason for
(Aye)
Push it to the south like Sando (Aye)
Getting it hot like flambo
Walk like Pablo
Escobar Escobar (Ha)
Necesito un billions
Enough to build me
South Central (what you do?)
A place where bustin a cap is fundamental
No, you can't find the shit in a handbook
Take a close look, at a rap crook
Written by: James Ray, Montay Shine
West coast, East coast, Dirty south
I just Can’t Get Enough of you babe
I just Can’t Get Enough of you babe, no
I just, I just, I just, I just, I just, yeah
I just Can’t Get Enough
Enough of you babe (Can't Get Enough)
Yeah I know, Life's a Marathon, not a Sprint (Yeah, whoo)
Looking up at the score board, down by six
Look it the way
I don't really know
I don't know what to say
I just want more
I can't get enough
You can't get enough
We can't get enough
Feels like it's love
I
on Avenue C
Summer in the South Bay
It feels like home and all is okay
Summer in the South Bay
You got your board, and that's enough babe
We get wet
Just
thing
When we've had about enough, can't take it anymore
If we don't give up, we'll be better than before
When life gets rough, baby, that's when
when I'm in them guts
No good girl, I luv me a nasty slut!
(That can)
Take dat D
Cant' get enough(She can)
She can take dat D
Can't get enough(She can)
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