Lyrics:
dressed to kill
For the h*es showin' the toes
With extra heels (man)
I gotta get in, I drove here
With a carload of b****es
Charged on Belvedere
My
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
crazy
Gotta get out of here
You got what you came for, babe
Left me cold on the floor, babe
Whisper in my ear
Like you used to
I got used to you
Like, I
I just don't exist
A fucking ghost is the most that I'll ever get
You ask me why I stick around I told you I don't quit
But I forget timing is a bitch
nigga
Yeah
[Silkk The Shocker]
Year round party
y'all get em up, get it up
What up Snoop?
[Snoop Dogg]
Wake up, jump out of bed and get dressed
its been
And all the signs lead back to you
And I could never let you go cause half of me is you
And outside I see the sun going down alone
I drove by
dressed to kill
For the h*es showin' the toes
With extra heels (man)
I gotta get in, I drove here
With a carload of bitches
Charged on Belvedere
My
after me
Yo, somebody stop me, please somebody come and get me
If I go, I'm taking niggas with me
Dog nigga, Ghost nigga
Hop the bar with the toast
here
But shit it's clear, I'm riding with my pistol like a piston through the fear
And let them niggas know I'm here
I promise when I die they'll
this East nigga (yo, yo, you, you hatin')
Get the fuck outta here, man, for real (Dave East is hot, he hot)
What kind of shit is this, man? (He hot,
of the week went to working
I was too tired to get about much but that
Friday night I did get to the West End bar
I sat and waited for Cass hours went by
After
They started out blue like an East Tennessee, June sky
Full of small town innocence
Guarded by a picket fence perfect till I drove by
You were
it down in 3
And you ballin' ass niggaz whose dressed to kill
For the hoes showin' the toes with extra heels
I gotta get in, I drove here
With
dressed to kill
For the h*es showin' the toes
With extra heels (man)
I gotta get in, I drove here
With a carload of bitches
Charged on Belvedere
My
I got hit by a truck, I got hit by a truck
And it drove off and left me here for dead
A long night here cryin' in the rain, yeah
I got touched
step by step, I got to check em one by one
I just know my time to scurry through the prison just begun
I ain't finished till it's done, I ain't finished
Everybody think that God is dead
Everybody need to think again
Here comes a revival
That's the sound of the Holy Ghost
Now everybody
Everybody think
of all the shit that I wanna kill
I put the game first and if it didn't work
Then by now I'd be bang on the drill (brrt)
I can make a mill', I get a mop
Come through shawty I ain’t sleepin na na na
You n I, insomni
Talkin all night shawty tell me everything
It’s just you n I
You my Ride or die
clothes from burning the dope let go to the show she drove me
Stick to the code get covered in gold
Jeep out the shop put that keep on the road
Chop off
needs (Jesus, Lord)
Sittin' by myself, I'm just thinkin'
About all I've been through, I wish I was dreamin' (Jesus)
Man, it's hard to be an angel
out the window oh
Where did the time go
Be 20 by sunrise
You'll wake under new skies
Our childhood is gone now let's
Get on the highway of our lives
Mr
Motherfucker
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