Lyrics:
Saturday night
Here we go
Some day I'll be Saturday night
I'll be back on my feet, I'll be doin' all right
It may not be tomorrow, baby, that's OK
I
Saturday night
Here we go
Some day I'll be Saturday night
I'll be back on my feet, I'll be doin' all right
It may not be tomorrow, baby, that's OK
I
left the rag on
What I kill by, this really what I live by
Tryna get grandma a real big house (uh-huh)
Still hatin', huh? Thinkin' that's the wave,
I'm gonna go to the jungle and build me a home
We could live right (in the jungle baby)
Stay up all night (all night)
Kiss by moonlight (and you
coffees
And toast the empty chair
They'll ask you where you're from
What you do, what you've done
But don't go thinkin' they're all talk
'Cause you
soldier, 'til the Heavens call me
I go all out, and if you real, you real
Feel what I'm talkin' 'bout, 'cause this game is ill
I live it, forbidden fruit,
soldier, 'til the Heavens call me
I go all out, and if you real, you real
Feel what I'm talkin' 'bout, 'cause this game is ill
I live it, forbidden fruit,
Fords
Not no fuck ass Ray Bans
Live it right
One night take a flight
To Japan
But I'll be out all night
Diamonds bright
You could go blind by all that
on to the night
And draw the curtain
Who says that stuff has to worsen?
Pat's a nurse
And I am Akira The Don
the Eastside of Long Beach, that's 2-1 Street
See we, live and die by the gun and the knife
And I, high as a kite, corrallin through the night
Ha ha, stackin'
by, you wasn't there, Pat said you had therapy
I forgot you go and chat with Miss Gonzalez every Tuesday
Helps you cope with all your losses
light turn red I still Go thru it
All these bitches just be hoeing
I Spill champagne on the floor
Walk in the VIP fuck a pat down by the door
Better Watch
(Lord Infamous)
You got thugs on ya spot,
Fresh out the box,
The crowd so live,
They comin' in flocks
(All)
'cause, it's big business, it big
It's all we've been given
So you better start livin' right now
'Cause days go by
Out on the roof just the other night
I watched the world flash by
To live and die in L.A.
It's the place to be (to live and die in LA)
You've got to be there to know it
What everybody wanna see yeah
This go out for
night cuz the black man won
Fell to a spell by the news
Nigga I'm losing my cool
Little did I knew
CNN had us all fooled
Democrats litty all night cuz
if there was no Preme
There was no cat
And the game was run by Prince and run by Pat
It's the killa season
Who the fuck need a reason
These faggot
the feds, they know they all rats, nigga
All these niggas tryna live my life
They don't know what I go through
They ain't gon' do what they supposed
go by, so you know I meant it
In school I was so shy, timid
Two pairs of jeans I'd alternate, bummy clothes, I 'member
Beggin' my mom for K-Mart
the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by
to get in bed
Had fun playing with the light bright
Night's right snuggled-tight dreams in sight
Ohhhhhh yeah Daisy's Three
She's feeling love by all her
Sometimes, sometimes you just know, you just know, that's all
I can feel it comin' in the air tonight, hold on
I've been waiting for this moment
Now I have a story that I'd like to tell
About this guy, you all know me I was scared as hell
He comes to me at night when I crawl into bed
He's
the code
N I’ll live
N die for it
CHORUS
Oh man what is the code
What is the Code you live by
yeah we wanna know
is Jesus the code you live by
go head tell
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