Lyrics:
offcourse, offcourse
Her and her man is going through a divorce
We kept talkin' so good so far
We started walkin' back to my car
Fired up the engine went to my
with all that phony shit and gimmickin
Take me to the plug, I ain't goin' through no middleman
I'm tryna get the keys to the Beamer like I'm Beenie Man
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
We're havin' a party
Dancin' to the music
Played by the DJ
On the radio
The Cokes are in the icebox
Popcorn's on the table
Me and my baby
By the time I did, heard that you had a kid
By some nigga in Decatur
Who replied, "See you later", when he got the good news, that's life shit
Now,
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
the door
Let's go this is raw y'all
Know what time this is
When KRS-One comes to spit
You DJ's with no breaks
I don't wanna hear that shit the radio?
I
Bad, You Was Bein' Good
But All This Time Had A Destiny To Save The Hood
All Dat Shit I Been Through, Look At Me Now
Im Strikin' Like A Match Mayne, Back
the mainstream
Radio, road man and stage show
At the same time
Watch what "Too Many Man" and "Sunglasses
At Night" do in 2-00-9
Let me show you why I'm the King
to the bass, c'mon
Turn up the radio
They claim that I'm a criminal
By now I wonder how
Some people never know
The enemy could be their friend, guardian
Honor, I ain't been doin' the shit!
They just like to keep niggas like me in a mix
And use it on TV and radio as a skit
Want to see some masks, move
Moscow, followed by English and French speech.
("The recording was made at the Moscow Theatre of Musical Miniatures.")
Now, back to modern times.
YOUR
to radio
And I listened to the street mix
It came through
On the day I went to the party
I felt the groove and
Riding on the bike I was rapping
Got home I
to the hood
Pass them all out on the block, what's good?
I'mma put the Compton swap meet
By the White House
Republican run up, get socked out
Hit the Pres with
on tour
Man, it's all love now
Shout out my nigga Stix, doing good in these streets
Man he popping more bottles then us right now
Reason why they
it's been a good long while
Naughty By Nature's on your favorite dial
Chorus: Rustic Overtones and Treach
[Treach] Turn up your motherfuckin
The cargo ship enters the harbour
In his spare time the captain paints vaginas
His boys can move girls
Furniture, white goods, chemicals
Homes for
known at the time for hits from Lisa Lisa and Cult Jam and they had this massive hit by the Backstreet Boys, All I Have To Give. Every so often I rip him
a y'all
By the time I started rhymin' in the late eighties
The drugs in Cali was crazy
[Chali 2na]
Nine-teen eighty
Nine's the number this is
Tyler; titled, “Joy”
Turn up your stereo, turn up your radio, and bump it loud!
We’ve been waiting for a long time
To make it to the finish line
is surrounded by the pain and the violence
So the selling never safe
At the same time snitching to the Jake
Is the quickest way to get found
The vibes all up when i'm feeling good,
All of the bro's wanna get out the hood
The years go by it's crazy,
Summer time feels and get's so brazy
money good
Man, I hate a old big dick-riding ass bitch
Never let a sack chaser hang in my clique
Fuck getting clout, bitch, I'm tryna get rich
you're playing it like you never did
Should try to get employed by what you dig
Ya' see, I just like all different kinds of music
Name a genre, I'm
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