Lyrics:
If the beat don't rock
Make the dance floor pop
When the bassline drop
Then it can't be us
If your feet don't move
When you hear that groove
Then
groove
Then you know what that prove
Man, it can't be us
If the words they said
Ain't stuck in your head
And the content's dead
You know that ain't us
If
better move it
Yeah baby, you gots ta move your groove
To prove that you supposed to groove in the moon
As I recite naughty nothings in yo' eardrums
ass open stuff ya like a duck what
Attraction recarnation in a slump twenty-five cents
And a German dick pumped up
Shoulda known the killa from
played a game of NBA 2k
What? You gonna come clean, what
'cause I whooped your ass?
You wasn't even playing, nigga! Get
The fuck out of here, nigga!
You
But to get to that point, gotta help your people in need
I know that life is never smooth as silk
But keep ya head up, and simply move with the groove
plated nine, niggas die over five cent
He don't pay on time, been keeping him far since
My nigga this nonsense
I know my hood, hate the city, love
plated nine, niggas die over five cent
He don't pay on time, been keeping him far since
My nigga this nonsense
I know my hood, hate the city, love
askin' me
Hit skins, causin' catastrophes
Get pinned, by me and my family
Sip gin, fulfillin' your fantasies
In your condition I'm wishin' you'll take
was selling grams
It's hard out here, I got 50 Cent why you envy me
You think you gon make it just by tagging shit and sending tweets
I put the O in
gotta get up out your way
Before you can move
And get yourself back into the groove
You gotta get on rollin’ to get the good times going
And watch
yourself, cheap in Texas if you can drive past
Besides that, nigga current or make five cents
It's seven, eight or nine, seventh time a month supply that
By
Plane flew in at 5
Hit the club at 9
The dance floor has no room
You and I lock eyes
Dancing side by side
I know that we can feel the mood
That body
can't get no broads on the bus
You can get up off your ass or you can starve in the cut
Go hit that King with 3/4 action like a star for the Bucks
Back
Something happened.
Gather ye rosebuds while ye may.
She was killed.
IV. The Darkest of Winters
(Instrumental)
V. Another World
So far or so it seems
All
ridin dirty like a benzo
We don't even do shit, why you sayin you my friend for?
You can keep your two cents cause i'm tryna get it tenfold
I was goin
not my friend
He playin' greedy with the bitch, come get your mans
Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag activity, huh-huh
Durag
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
When I see you on the street
My whole body gets weak
When you're standing in a crowd
Your love talks to me so loud
Girl, do I do, what you do,
to stand by?
A good girl beat a bad bitch by a landslide
They'll never know about your life
Through a three minute song
So when you gotta tell 'em leave ya
On That Bishop And Jude Shit
I'll Put This 4-5 In Your Mouth Like A Toothpick (You Bitch)
The South Ain't Safe No Mo', So Get A Gun
And Pray To God That
KWIRK
Listen, Pixie-ears! Get on that computer!!!!!
EUBANGDERE
The price is ten more cents or another five, or three minutes! Whoopee!
KWIRK
I?ve
an
Iron or it's the irony
And by the way, I'm at the gas station now
But not to get gas
Just another black and mild
Shit this half a half a tank
Gon' have
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