Lyrics:
out from the crash site
Buckled me up
Ooh you on a roll now, butter me up
Every time I reached for it then it's suddenly gone
The transport took me
Georgia Dome
Put your mouth on the dick give me Georgia Dome
I love pussy
pussy good but it always bleed when it's time of the month come, bitch eat yo
the soul
And we gonna do it a little somethin'
With three subjects like this
Subject one is about a brother by the name of John
Who was sellin'
it
[o'dell]
15 with the triple beam, working the streets
Lil' nigga gotta ride, now he's bumpin' the beats
(it's all good, it's all good)
He pass by
Yeah
I can't promise you pearls and diamonds, I got no Rolls Royce
And you know it's a good thing if I give you any choice
But you've heard all this
the time to thank me
Don't overestimate me
Cause I'm not good enough
When the world comes crashing down
Will we still be around
Are we not good enough?
We flying to space, sexy
How does it look, sexy
But how do I look, bad
Yeah tell me its good, sexy
Flying to space, sexy
How do I look, sexy
How
of playing love's foolish games
Tell me why
Love passes me by
[Chorus]
Cold love, cold love
Another shot of rock 'n' roll love
Cold love, cold love
I don't know when I'ma slide
I need that work was by myself I D.I.Y
Me and broski in the trenches all the time
Slide, all my niggas know to slide
Feel
a different point of view
Cause I need a little sunshine on my skin
Let the good times roll right in
Throw my worries aside with a fat marg on the rocks
settle down, we'll have a good time
I'll make you a promise, if you're lookin' for trouble to find
You're gonna get it, from me and my kind, yeah
My
the curtain call
Probably out with your friends
Actin' like a pimp in your Benz
Boy, you see me calling you
Shut it down, it's time to roll
(Curtain call)
You
to whisper in your ear
No time to remove our fears
I just wanna get near
Get butt naked and roll around
Move our bodies like up and down
Do that stuff
heart's in The Highlands
I'm gonna go there when I feel good enough to go
Windows were shaking all night in my dreams
Everything was exactly the way that
We tryna have a good time wake up and do the same shit
Issa house party
Issa house party
Issa house
Issa house
Issa house party
Issa house party
Let's Roll The windows up
I fire up his blunt
And you ain't got to puff
(You can get a contact high)
I'm off this Goodie Good
I know that you don't
for a fish and you won't get a snake
So this how we turn good to great
Feel good about life
Feel good about solving strife
Peace
That't the way we roll
[Snoop Talking]
Up out of there
[Daz, repeated several times until first verse begins]
Ain't Nothin' but A Gangsta Party
[Tupac Talking]
that'll hurt ya
Serve and murda all busters now,
Hard times gotta grind get mine,
Even if it means pap that's ya life,
And a nigga gotta die by
C-notes
When i sing on this mic hit a C-note
Bloody up in the vid got a B roll
Whats in my sock got a B roll
It's a good day i walk in and my piece
high, I'm on A float
Look down, look up, watch how fast the time go
That shit on the roll, but wonderin' have I been here before
Tryin' to figure out who
Wait two secs, let me spark this zoot
My niggas, they don't talk, they shoot
Roll up slow, then I park that coupe
And the game got fucked by
therapy
But I can't sleep without you sound
Just close my eyes
Still get you off on time responsible
Give you what's mine
In every way its yours its yours
the shoutin's for
When the roll is called up yonder by the One that I adore
When it's all over but the shoutin' I'll be shoutin' praise the Lord
There's
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