Lyrics:
and go through it
Might invest in my niggas who do it
Sign a check and then I go reloop it
How I flip it I swear i'm so fluid
How I mix it is leavin her
Comin up for the pack
Comin up to collect
Comin up for the check
Comin up for the respect
Comin up step by step
Comin up comin up bet
Comin up comin
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
Me and honeydip see eye to eye
And if I see bull, she'll walk on by
But that's not the style of the black child
Broke from the shine, I get it go
chillin
And my double cup is the king, no doubt
Got my soda in my styrofoam
Ready to go, mix it up, it's so cold in here
Let the good times flow, got my
behind
I came in this world way beyond my time
And then put in more work in
Than all these niggas combined
Uh, add it up, they don't even do the math
By
Lost all my patience I'm done with the waiting
Until I'm the greatest the king and the savior
Don't count up my paper just send it to savings
I'll
to the core, D.J. turn it up
You gots to turn it up, so D.J. turn it up
Fitted low, feeling fresh, shirt pressed, Nike's? Check
Spend a couple dubs in the club
only drinking top tier
Yeah and the club is looking bright yea
And it's just the weeknd so we blinded by the fucking lights
Problems like my vision,
Get ready (get ready),
Back by popular demand (he's back)
Snoop Dogg! (yo)
(One, two, check up)
One, two, check up
Yeah one, two check up
the checks
Baby girl she a ten and she just gave me neck
Buss it down baby girl
You gotta flex
All these bitches around town
Got ya name up in they mouth
Who the fuck y'all thought it's supposed to be?
If Phil Jackson came back, still no coachin' me
I'm uncoachable, I'm unsociable
Fuck y'all clubs
about now all my thugs around the world
If you love reggae music I want you to do this
Check it out, yo
Ah, put your lighter in the air, right, right
Put
get clouded by all of the sheep
Saying that I should have got a degree
Nothing against it but that's not for me
Growing up I never wanted to read
You, I feel so misguided, check it
You was straight sleeping on me
Like when I get it done
And when your neck to the side
Try not to sweat in texture
Check...
11:16 in Accra
I mix hard liquor with pain and slick talk
Niggas claim crip, real life they bitch walk
I'm pissed off
Enemies getting picked
the fuck up before I get my guns out
And I ain't playing no games
So check a nigga I ain't sayin no names
[Snoop Dogg]
How move it, who I move, but
alright all out of dodge (alright)
That's right crush the club tonight with a watch on the Robb Report (sweet)
Check on the war report; check
a book out called The Emperor Wears No Clothes. The author's name is Jack Herer. It's published by Queen of Clubs, and I think there's ads for it in High
stay trendy, trendy
Gyal dem tell me I'm trendy
If it's one away then I'm spendy, spendy
Custom made then I'm spendy
Might mix no stress with da
[Eggs]
I, I think it's by Sasha Universe or somethin'?
[Xain]
Oh mate, you got any Jakarta?
[Billy]
Oh mate, do you know Synth and Strings?
[Adam]
but his right hand scuba dived
Don't die by a sword that you used to shine
You can drown for your king, you don't know about Ophelia
Cah we got iron,
ace in the hole, I mean soul"
That's it right? check it
Hmm goes the kick, check out how I flick it
As the thumb presses quick, suckers
[Chorus]
Yo, by any means I protect my President
It's P.O.P., protect our president
A thoroughbred on the track like the meadowlands
The Secret Service
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