Lyrics:
worldwide
Keep some killers by my side
Do this shit worldwide
Six in the morning, niggas up at my door
Reached under the pillow for the 44
See, you know it’s
my now then I couldn't tell you why
[Chorus]
(Zac) this is mother bird calling baby bird
Baby bird come in, baby bird
For the love of Pete,
out and brought in a little brown hen.
“Lay!” said the giant; and the hen started to lay golden eggs.
“That will do for to-day,” and stretched himself
drop it for me please?
Bring the drama, flip it back to the Brown bomber
Holla, holla, now who wanna test me?
Bittin' a style, can't none of y'all fade
How you can say Jah is dead
Jah nuh dead, Jah nuh dead, Jah nuh dead
For me thats difficult to understand
How you can say Jah is dead
Jah nuh dead
Of thoughts that I have never said
Hey Hey
Why you runnin'
Away
Where you gonna
Stay
At the end of the
Day day day day day
Without these people by my side
around
Six feet? Nah I ain't going underground
Climbing up the mainstream my soul is so profound
The other day I got a call saying you gonna die
I
holding you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. Haze
And I just want you back by my side
I can't help it honey
You're that much a part
like a zac brown song im stuck in cold weather
what I wanna be (10 Hoe!)
I wanna be a fuckin trillionaire! (10 Hoe)
I got them bricks for the high, and the purp by the pound
I'm posted
the people, brown and black and red
Rise now to the great occasion of our brotherhood
It will take courage
It calls for the doing of great deeds, which means
offers but
Arista got there smartest
Her success opened doors for
Other African American artists
Boo hoo Houston whitney Houston’s dead
She drownded in
sisters taught me
That I still hold on to nowadays
Is that you can show your love just by being there
Turkey chili & brown rice
I've been eating good
That
they press me sharply
And harry me through the day
Then look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight
through the day
Then look for me by the moonlight
Watch for me by the moonlight
I'll come to thee by the moonlight, though hell should bar the way"
He rose
'cause that night he got shot
Killed by another crip over his Rolex watch
I got high for three years off that Chronic from the Doc
I was drinkin'
I'm from, we see a fuckin' dead body everyday
Where I'm from, we see a fuckin' dead body everyday
Where I'm from, we see a fuckin' dead body everyday
And so they shot him till he was dead
Brown girl in the ring tra la la la la
She looks like a sugar in a plum plum plum
Show me your motion tra la la la
you tight
I spent four lonely days in a brown L.A. Haze
And I just want you back by my side
I can't help it honey
You're that much a part of me
Brown, they lust for Nino Brown (yeah)
And the fiends they want the Nino Brown
The way he hold you down, when he comes around (yeah) [echo]
[Outro -
you must lie in that county jail
Where I can't get to you by visit or mail
So squirm, with discomfort, wiggle and cough
Six days of madness, you
watchin
Out for the death while the beats knockin
Plot by the Devil in a blue dress and chief stockings
Spiritual last, equipped with physical mass
Able
Mad topics, no you can't stop it
Like how much they paid for that rocket?
People in the hood really ain't got shit
How much got spent by
(Yup)
K Michelle got them implants tooken out her butt
This year, I'm not gon' talk about that other thing (I'm not)
Chris Brown ain't dead, how
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