Lyrics:
vibe
Middle of may till october time
O-dis summer gonna be so live
Dancin, skankin by da pool side
Ibizas callin n am all in
6 AM yeah we crawl in
Then
vibe
Middle of may till october time
O-dis summer gonna be so live
Dancin, skankin by da pool side
Ibizas callin n am all in
6 AM yeah we crawl in
Then
From when my name was signed by the defendant
To selling out shows, I'm betting
I'ma be the next out to city, homie
And it's all Bens when I'm
the state murder
Everyday it's a homie, lay my rag in a casket and retaliate
Nigga who is you, what side is you, red or blue
I gets my drop on, I
this for the niggas who lost
They lives and they played hard
You ever experienced that immediate family
Limo ride through the graveyard?
Where you so
Fuck your ho music, take your ho music (COUPE)
Yeah
She say boss up, so I drop the top on that bitch (roll up)
She wasn't fuckin' with me when I
on the highway in a small town
Hanging by the bridge, got something to throw down?
A fridge, a washer, an old TV set
It might seem pathetic but we ain't forty yet
and when your album drop we'll remember
And to all the Arab governments all yall pretenders
Kings only by title just a puppet
Words without action we ain't
online
Met you on Labor Day
October started dating
We spent the holiday
January got engaged
By March we go hitched
Our story was a whirlwind it
He gets up early about seven o'clock,
The alarm goes off and then the house starts to rock.
In and out of the bathroom by seven-o-three,
By
live by the G code we don't talk to police nigga that's a no no (no no)
And I got it for the low low (low low) we getting rich off this coco
I live by
They're just thoughts that I think and feelings that feel real
And feel natural, and oh yeah, mom...by the way, I like girls
Drop the judge
Drop the tapes
on this album if my man's and them rise
[Method Man]
Now speed it up, uh
[Chorus 2X: Run]
Run really make ya wanna drop, drop
Now wanna make ya go live
bodies are fished out
I'm wrecking niggas one-by-one but then I miscount
Mispronounced, how do LL bounce
And get ya shit bust? I turn ya fagots into
que no te importa nota pinche leva
Meet me wherever whenever's clever
Ponle homey, turn up the system
I got the Sureno blues rhythm
Ain't nothing quite
On di area live we a cruise
Comin through, steady waitin for a chance
I love di gyal dem a blues
And I tell dem confuse
Lose that man when I'm
On di area live we a cruise
Comin' through, steady waitin for a chance
I love di gyal dem a blues
And I tell dem confuse
Lose that man when I'm
'em drop grenades and take 'em
Quick fast we reflect like the sky, be blue true
Wu-tang saga continue
Rap Meyer Lansky, crash your fantasy
Gettin'
'em drop grenades and take 'em
Quick fast we reflect like the sky, be blue true
Wu-tang saga continue
Rap Meyer Lansky, crash your fantasy
Gettin'
What else is a poor boy supposed to do?
I emptied my wallet, my head and my shoes
Lord, I believe I've got the workingman's blues
I walk into the barber
up I guess uh I should zip it up
Rip I'ma rip it up .. need God to just to lift it up ... Beep beep look I'm wipping up..I got cheese I'ma live it up
shooting shit, Robert Horry
Clutch performing when I bust I ain't gotta go to Maury
or Jerry Springer nigga
Heat bring the ringer nigga
Drop em off
a world, in a world of fate
We live in the word, where the Spirit is covering
Trying to seek the Living God face to face
The suffering, caused by poverty,
believe in you
White flash sees the sky
And it turns its side from you
She won't turn my back
And I know you turn so blue
You know
And your sky is
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