Lyrics:
smells like reefer, not no pot pie
Yes, I'm off the green just like Popeye
If you wanna talk it out, let's pop by
The way I make my moves got you
cul-de-sacs and not blocks
Felt Lost, hadda escape, plotted a route
Either get up, get out, or get caught
yea
That's what it fElt like anyway
I knEw Wilmington
pulled up by the magnet, believing they're free
The carpet crawlers heed their callers
"We've gotta get in to get out
We've gotta get in to get out
pulled up by the magnet, believing they're free
The carpet crawlers heed their callers
"We've gotta get in to get out
We've gotta get in to get out
Every nigga I know keep a glock for hataz
Let me know wha he doin' wit tha rocks
Nigga, let me know I'll run up in tha spot
Get me two steaks, a drank
(Uh-huh, uh-huh, baby, yeah, yeah) (cut it up)
Uh-huh, yeah, yeah, baby, uh-huh (ayy, ayy, ayo)
Uh-huh, baby, uh-huh, yeah, yeah
Uh-huh,
Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk
Hands up, we makin' our whole joint short circuit
Hands high, touch the sky, get 'em up
Get 'em
Hands up, coming with rhythms to make your head jerk
Hands up, we makin' our whole joint short circuit (yo)
Hands high, touch the sky, get 'em up
Get
Living life like are you chicken McFly
All I've wanna do is spit some fucking wisdom and die
Never back down, the plan's not obvious
Balance out
to my son
once I get it together sort my act this is done
Verbal heat on automatic get to cranking this up
you did a little couple tracks theyre trapped
been Penny pinching
For the love
Bout
Five on the hand
6 nugs out the bag
7 up
Boy you know
It's crisp
When I spit
If you ain't gang
You can't get
A hit
I ain’t want no hoe/
A hoe is someone who can’t get no guap from me/
Shawty always bangin my line/
Lil shawty damn fine/
But she ain’t gon get no
stages
I wanna go back to the 1980s
You best believe I'm gon get white girl wasted
Marty McFly, back to the future, baby
Yeah, I wanna go back, this world
pay to get back
I can't be Marty McFly
I'm not Rocky I can't fight
How did I end up on a Facebook?
(What's a Facebook?)
We're not living on a prayer
We
Niggas ain't show me how to cook, had to fuck up my own batch
Dumb high, Marty McFly
Put down the crack, bet on myself
Like I went back to the future
bitch
Yeah, that shit cray
(Move bitch)
Get out my way
(Move bitch)
Gib mir den Henny, Henny
Keinen Rosay
Zeit is Geld wie Roli
Turtleneck Brioni
Schieß
on it, get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall)
Tell me
How you
the future seen it with my own eyes
And yep, I'm still the future of the chi
Back in college I had to get my back up off the futon
I knew that I couldn't
cold world turn your heart frozen
Said um…yeah
And we coming from The Mid!
Jersey
Hudson County
Shout out N3rdy McFly
Shout out Maxx Gawdddd
And um..just
the cream and the cash, by any means I'ma mash
So go get my green out the stash, walk with that beam in ya ass
'Cause I gotta
Hit the block, count that
on it, get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall?
(Get your back up off the wall) tell me
How you
out do you need vacation
I'm just chillin' with my dawgs while we steal their patience
By the time I'm done they will be forsaken
Yeah I'm indipendant
Really i promise you McFly we protected
By a supernatural energy
Different type of angels really
Turn me up a little bit in the headset uh
Yeah,
at the end, round by the corner
Close to the edge, just by a river
Seasons will pass you by
I get up, I get down
Now that it's all over and done
Now that
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