Lyrics:
or Bangle Town
We're all dancing in the moonlight
We're all on borrowed ground
Oh I'm just walking down to
I'm just floating down through
Won't you come with
huckleberry hound,
silver as how you look back at you from shining, big
pimping on, living that all over again, over and over
again? I mean, how can
Where are you going?
I know we went over this plenty of times
But you really still don’t see that this
Is probably pointless
Or, no
Forget it
Okay,
Now what y'all want me to do
Keep your shit the hardest
It's about to go down
Niggas is ready to start this war that's for sure
They can come
Everyday that goes by is another day I want you more
I'd give a million dollars to see you baby standin' at my door
I'll lay you down and tell you
ah-ha, I'm paid, never gon' be broke again
See me posted in anything, wearing any chain
Never gon' see me toting anything
All you gon' see is bang
It's
to move!
'Cause Uncle Jam wants you to join his army!
Come on, y'all
I know it's early, but you gotta get down.
Go on and rock, Sue, rock!
I
and the jewelry light shit up
Each piece of jewelry I own, I ice it up
You don't want to put your vehicle next to us
'Cause all of our vehicles, we dress 'em up
and the jewelry light shit up
Each piece of jewelry I own, I ice it up
You don't want to put your vehicle next to us
'Cause all of our vehicles, we dress 'em up
nights
I feel like I never even lived to begin
Who am I? I should end it
What do you want from me
I can never make you happy
I'm sorry but it's all I can
light
[Verse 1]
Yo, 2/27/98 I wrote a check out
to H.W. funeral home for my little sister Christina
15 years old damn man this fuckin world is so cold
8
song, it's all for you
Sing my song, it's all for you
If I don't hear from you by tomorrow
I hope you come back and learn from your mistakes
Come
Life)
Man, all I'm trying to do is just drive my car
Turn my beats up and rhyme these bars
But even when I abide by laws
You run my plates just to find my
blast
Sorry to my loved ones but the sad thing is you knew this
Glock fest
Bullets
Cock this
End this
Suicidal, all up in my head
I really like you but
not bout the days that came before you
Nor the ones that will follow you in death
Remember that right here in this moment is all you are guaranteed
I'm happy just floating about
(Have a banana)
On a Sunday afternoon, the stallholders all call and shout
To no-one in particular
Avoiding people you
you know that I got Mag in (what?)
Ask me am I only rappin', you know I got that bag in (you see it)
Band man like Lonnie (Lonnie), want my head, come
tell from all these paper cuts, on my hand
I been on the straight plan to make millions out of grands so
All I ask is you keep it real it's Super Ville
in shows
And I’m a fly nigga, might step out in a robe
Niggas know how I come through like Hov
Like BIG and I see y’all on that DVD
I’m on MTV, 'cause
all of my proceeds
Don't I flow like I don't bleed? Every cut is just dumb
After me there will be none I told you there is only one (Soul)
Yeah, and I
By the time this night is over
Let's take a slow and easy ride
Just lay back and let love take us over
There's magic here with you and I
And it's
need to bring anything, (Super woman)
I’m your superman (Come on over)
I don’t mind (Waiting for you)
Come on over (And that’s for sure)
Give all my
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
explanation
All he needs is a bad boy driver
To help him escape from the destination
If you live by the gun, die by the gun, yeah
If you live by the gun,
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