Lyrics:
kids come to knock up on your door so
Let 'em in, let 'em in
Let 'em in (hey)
Not a day goes by
When I ain't gettin' high, they wonder
Why don't I
impossible place
But hey, what do you know, it's Ed Sheeran's face (yeah, that's him!)
That Ed Sheeran guy is everywhere
He's young and good looking, he's got
to get chose tonight
Ridin' my leather and wood, hey
Hit the door I feel dynamite
And all the fly girls lookin' so good, choosin'
You choosin' that [Go
up wit the K's become good friends wit kylie and kendall and take it day by day fuck that i want them both to show me what kris jenner made i promise
lookin up to me
Hey I can be ya role model
Life ain't all about the club poppin' bottles
For what you need, gotta learn how to follow
I can be ya
drove by his house, so who you tryin' to dial
If you're lookin' for an answer, you're probably gonna find it now
And to the man in the hat standing
(Right on!)
Ride on red hot mama
Girl, you sure look good to me
Be my dog!
You look good, girl
Carry on!
Hey!
Get funky?
Hey baby
Be my dog
lookin' small like we made 'em compressed
My bars are so cold like the footbridge in February
Put the beat in the coffin, this verse is the obituary
This
not by myself
Know what I'm saying
Hey, this my tough side
Got my eyes open wide
This not cha-cha
That's my child
Can't let him slide
Don't be shocked
Oh, oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You understand me
At least you say you do
Lately that's enough for me
Lookin' for perfect
Surrounded by
fame, they lookin' for titles
Fatherless boys lookin' for rifles
I know my good deeds don't make me disciple
Ya sin makes you think that you fit for
fisher kid
N I was only comin up smoking as I did
13 w a blunt and a lighter n and my friends
Basketball Jones I was jonesin 2 get rich
16 6’3 I was
Phil how real this is, the weed
Smoke Fest '99 burn something to the beat
Yeah yeah yeah
I was lookin' to get my skull blowed up like Kid Dynamtie
out butt naked watchin' the cosby show
Hey little rascals Eddie Haskell
Black eyed peas with a lot of tabasco
Chico stix big fat chicks
Old reruns
You never understand but you wish you could, yeah
You know I be gettin' good good, yeah
Your momma made you by mistake, oops
Hey, one, I be havin’ fun,
Hey, UD (Maybach Music)
What's good, my boy?
Mr. 3-0-5 (yes sir), Wade County
Sixteen years later
We done made history
Three rings on our
Good lookin', so refined
Say wouldn’t you like to know whats
Going on in my mind?
So let me get right to the point
I don’t pop my cork for every guy
familiar
And it made me stop and stare
The way he held his hands before him
Looked like he was lost in prayer
Hey son, what are you lookin' at?
Why do your
Girl, you sure look good to me
Be my dog!
You look good, girl
Carry on!
Hey!
Get funky?
Hey baby
Be my dog
Come on, baby!
Red hot mama
Hey Preme
I listen to your music and I really mess with it
The flow's there
The melody's there
I could see your vision in your songs
But what I'mma
(Enrgy made this one) woo
Good lookin', Enrgy damn
Fuck oh my God
Enrgy, you dumb
I'm trippin', I'm 'bout to shoot a human
You keep goin' to jail
Snakeskin leathers when I step out
Daytrip took it to ten (hey)
Uh, freedom, freedom
I'm just tryna get in your arms tonight
I'm just tryna get in
High!
..I know what I could say
I don’t give a fuck! Hey
Don’t act like I should!
..double Gs like snoop
N do it by the thousand
Ima bad
.45 by my gut
Nigga, that's just how I do thangs
Got some killas in the cut
Throwin' Bs, like they Wu-Tang
My Crip niggas know what's up
So muthafuck
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