Lyrics:
a front hit up my line i don't recall
We was serving out the class and we was trapping in the stalls
Say "i don't know how to trap" but i turnt into the god
raised by a gun
And it's ironic 'cause my pops
Ain't give me no advice rappin' in the car
But couldn't stay the same
'Cause there's no room to turn into
(la-la, la)
Jumped in my Rolls and gave me some brain
Told him she messed up her hair in the rain
He like to trick on her, spend a lil' change
He think
xtc (Still poppin xt)
I'm in tha car ridin on E yea (Ahh, vroom)
Tryna make you see the shit I see (Tryna make you see)
Gotta be yourself don't be like
and looking for his pager
What's in the news today did we find a saviour
Nah I'm just looking for some part time labor
By the way did you remember put the gas
up with Guru, of course
[Big Shug]
Young ladies, fly ladies, young ladies in the house
[Patra]
Bad, bad by law, you no say you're da numba one
Roll up an opp and I pass that, pass that
Give me a stick, I'll attack that, 'tack that
Catching informants like rat traps, rat traps
In the car with
My lil' shit trippin' said she gon' cut me off
But I can't believe it cause we came too
Far
She was in my life when shit got hard
I need you just by
Them mow 'em all down! oh yeah!
Dead yuppies on the sidewalk right in front of me
Dead yuppies on the sidewalk lying on the streets
Never coming back
my tummy was growlin' while I was chillin' in my seat
We stopped by Mac Donald's so I could somethin' to eat
Skipped the line, the crowd started
to your jaw, these kids don't run anymore
Kicks is a hundred or more
A man in front of the store, beggin' for money and mercy
I told him say a prayer
of that fish spot in
The 'Natti I like goin to?
You know what's happenin
Yeah, Alabama's that the name of it?
Get me some nephew, that three-piece dinner
(Mmm)
(Thought a broke nigga said sum)
(Mm-hmm)
Shoot
Ball
Shootin up yo block
Switch cars n we double back
All that switchin sides shit
We ain’t
teeth
And you better put the "O" in front of my "G"
The bullshit they talking doesn't come to my knee
I'm like a linebacker, don't run it by me
My two
to the line, dangle in the water Wait for the sign
Off again on our bikes till that night sky rolled by
As we got older and not alot changed
I swapped my bike
lemonade stand in the center (Makin lemonade, so what?)
Of the road, and we almost got hit by a car
But we all made doe
And we spend all our money on Legos,
itching caging about sexing
Irritated by your yeast infection
She's a lazy hoe, y'all seen her
Sit in her ass all day and watch Jerry Springer
Ten kids
The back
When this bad slim thick chick
I met from off of snap
Sent me a text saying that she
Was outside in the front
By the time I made it round
She hopped
Trying to catch a glimpse of this and remember
All of these hours passing by
In front of my wide open eyes
As we set off into the night
The clock ticks
pinkish-purplish-bluish-yellowish-greenish-brownish-reddish in hue
She was every color in the world
By then, I was standing on the bench
My mouth agape
Once again, Uncle Len turned to me and this time he said
the degrees to my kind of weather,
Turning the ignition, still thinking bout last night, proceeded to start to the car then greeted by my gas light
Reached in
yeah)
Meet me by the moon (right)
Half past dusk (fuck that)
Back from the dust, Cut Throat
He loves them drugs and guns
Jump in the cut, got about
king
Walked across monkey bars, rubber mat so far
Somethin' crazy drove by, screamed, "That's my car!"
Threw rocks up on the roof, they couldn't match
front to play it in
You need a nigga like me by you
Give me a chance and see what I do
If I was your man (hmm, if I was)
There'd be no such thing
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