Lyrics:
a good ol' time
Don't be scared, 'cause there ain't nothin' to worry 'bout
Let your hair down, and square dance with me
C'mon now, let's all get
time dope game cocaine.." > Scarface
"Boy don't test me I'm gettin tired of teachin lessons.." > Scarface
[Lil' Troy]
Lil' Troy
(Feels good)
Listen you can call me what you want
Black and ugly but you can't convince me the
Lord don't love me
When my cds drop, they sell the best
You
it up like a track meet
These nggas lack around me
Nggas wan die over rap beef
Your bitch keep callin me pappy
She don't wanna go
Come get your ho
(Of course)
If it's stress then I'm unable
Flow so cold get me a pet sable
You at my back (Back)
Get off my track (Track)
Mandem know that I do not
to the islands, smilin' under the trees
When I step up, all these heffers start comin' for me
Let my nuts go chickenhead you gets nothin' for free
Let my nuts
the bitches, yeah
Oh, in case you don't know
A yo, Devin
(Aha?)
Sing it to 'em nephew, come on
(Aight, let me do it something like this)
I don't chase
[ Too $hort ]
Oh, who really made this shit possible, nigga?
Them Town niggas
[ Vidal Prevost ]
Eassyde!
[ Ant Banks ]
Now let me take you
that hold me down
I'm going back to the days of cds burning
Out erasers while i'm learning piece by piece
Seems fire got me feining
Dreaming getting
never been lazy
its dark on the streets london's gone crazy
man don't roll with the mash on safety
tryna get P's with the mash no gravy
feds can chase me
And if you looking for me, you can catch me in my hood
Just doing my thing, got the ring bling, don't get it misunderstood
Nicolette, LL, on the same
Of course let's get back to
The subject at hand
The mixtape the public demands
Wanna download it to their porn disc drive
Drive by! Pedestrians in a panic
eyes
And dotted my t's, please believe me
I see seas of greed on emcees cd's cause they're not that
They're riding a wave to get paid
And don't pay
son, this the last time I'll give you a Ring Pop
Sit down, you on punishment
And don't get up until you see me
And don't even think about touching
damn clearly just
Drift with me, let's live carefree
We can ride endlessly, on sunsets
And mixed drinks it's real feels so don't blink
Just tell me what
scratched CD and unraveled cassette
You stuck a pencil through the hole and you twist to the left
For every needle and a groove that let's a human connect
I'ma die for you
Would you die for me?
Obviously we all know you type of cats
Let they man get struck, never strike back
Stay in the street seven days
(on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
Turn table let's bless me on my stereo
Play my favorite song on my stereo
Like
the master call me the sensei, Sassin let's get it
Lay tracks im the master like a sensei, y'all just dance no bars like ballet
No wordplay fail da rap essay,
bitch so bad
Pussy on drip, pockets on crip shit
She don't wear no flags
Shorty gone get to the bag, run up the racks, know how to cover her tracks
Shorty
With a freestyle, sharper than the Indian spear
So sit back and let the king explore
Describe me, the kid's nice and he holds swords
And his name,
don't need weed
You don't need me
Let me proceed
Up this narrow road
Tally ho
Here we go
In the cold
Get a fix
Function in spurts
Dealin' with hurts
Hand
Or should I say track? That's right, today we're talking about MUSIC
And its impacts on society and the following
Very true so let's get us started off
I was
you gon do to me
After the show Im wit my fans givin kisses and hugs
While you get bodyguard by muthapunks who wanna be thugs
You niggas lyin on yall
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