Lyrics:
ran, I jumped out the back window
But her daddy, he was waitin' with a two-by-four
Oh, he beat me to the left
He beat me to the right
crunches,
Don't give up you gotta roll with the punches
WORK
No matter what occupation,
Anytime is good time for vacation
Everyday's the same you can't
in the street that I know, I
Only wanna hear one thing when I roll by
Good Morning, Good Morning, how we doing yall
Good Morning, yeah, Good Morning
baby baby baby
Good time
Good time
Good time
CHORUS
Baby be
My baby please
You're my starting motor
You're my fuel my battery
gettin' good green shit
I'm rapping so late
Time to get real
Matter fact, time to get real
Shadow Wax
Time to get real
Matter fact, time to get super late
a pt2 your bitch got an Attitude
But I guess that ain't anything new
I'm addicted to the drugs hitting my head
Guess you can say I'm fucking abscessed
But
ran, I jumped out the back window
But her daddy, he was waitin' with a two-by-four
Oh, he beat me to the left
He beat me to the right
out for the white man in the blue van
R2 a bag I got you, you by the fruit stand
Sending money to Ama writing this he’s in Pollsmoor
Shamiel is also
matter what age
Uh
Roll the tape roll the tape
Perfect things fall in line
Good things for who waits
Great things take time
Don't you ever lose faith
I'm
the eye
And tell me I can call you mine
What a time, what a time to be alive
What a time, what a time to be alive
{Post-Chorus}
Baby let the good times roll
the eye
And tell me I can call you mine
What a time, what a time to be alive
What a time, what a time to be alive
{Post-Chorus}
Baby let the good times roll
I just hold her by the waist and say
Yeah baby get cha roll on
Get cha mawfuckin roll on what?
Yeah baby get cha roll on
Get on top that dick and get
childhood stolen still breathing
Ain't no time for debriefing
Defibrillate, one, two
As I looked out the window, how far till I reach the ground
Of this
hopeless
And I
Look back it
One time (One Time)
Look back it
Two times (Two Times)
Third glance
Now I know that she mine
Push it back, run it back
Baby girl
Alright parents go head tuck the kids in, PG time is over
This goes out to all the macks in the industry
Huh, alright roll the tape
(Yo, rest day
like I should
Raise your glass let the good times roll in
Don't stress shit if I can't control it
Wake up feeling L.I.V.E
Head to the beach catch
evidence for
If these things are what you mean by God
Then I believe in God but I
Don't believe in a personal
God to whom I look for comfort or for a
Natural
an appointment/
They'll talk shit saying that I need ointment/
I come back full of rest like restoring/
2 hours later after lunch, hes reporting/
I use all
we share
Special times alone (ahh)
Just don't ever change
'Cause I'm so into you
And you know it feels good , know that you're by my side (yeah)
and all kinds of stuff that they was doin' to me at the thing
There, and I was there for two hours three hours four hours I was
There for a long time
time for a Roley
God body I’m holy
Look how I’m rollin
Hook 2:
To be Pimp tight you got to Roll
If you don’t mack how could you know
I’m Super Fly I
detox
Roll up Khalifa
Smoke good then we fuck
I'm might need a prenup
This girl lost her visa
Fucking with this chick
One blunt, two
Turned into
morning ladies, ha
You like that shit man
Hey man I've got a gang of that shit man
Hey I'll tell you what
We'll all have a good time
We'll fool
the
Lifespan of a box playing public enemy in Sal's famous
Feel dystopia vs. Elysium, time ticks and the hand keeps feeding them
A billion try to bark
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