Lyrics:
I first felt a fist, and then a kick
I could now smell their breath
They smelt of pubs, and wormwood scrubs
And too many right wing meetings
My
in this water
Gods gonna trouble this water
Wade in the water
Gettin paid catching shade by the water
I remember when a negus didn’t have shit
Your brown eyes are my blue skies.
They light up the rivers that the birds fly over.
Better not to quench your thirst.
Better not to be the first one
a shock, and really disturbing
(Just when you thought it was safe!)
[Charlie Brown]
Yo man, I heard you was with my girl behind my back man
[Busta
enough brother I'm tougher
Whack niggas sleepin' with that rappin' and woke up in trouble
You was cool ten yours ago your fucking legs bubbles, bubble
I can't believe my eyes, she look like foxxy Brown.
She said that I'm a dog, she love it when I growl.
She said she be alone, this shordy new
a nigga at mortins
Balenciaga's now, we was used to shoppin' at Foreman's
Lil bro ain't gotta do shit, I'ma clap for him
Creed off the walk-by, she sayin'
We're hanging out the very next day
When I'm with you all my troubles go away
I see the look in your gorgeous eyes
Just tell me when and I'll make you
but thanks to all the haters
I know G-IV pilots on a first name basis
In your city faded off the brown, Nino
She insists she got more class, we know
the blues
Set my big brown hat to my black pointed shoes
(I'm thinking about it)
I gotta free my soul from the troubles of lately
Follow my heart
lies
That's what you gonna find
I gotta free my soul from the troubles of lately
Follow my heart wherever it takes me
Let it flow on by like
a fupa and a brown skin
Come get a key to apartments
All of her makeup is made by Rihanna
No Avon shit
I be a G, no Vinchy
Smoke a blunt and get raunchy
I want 100% not 50/50
I get money but my name ain't 50
Went to the Lloyd bank, took out a Young Buck
Brown purple pinky
Then I put pink stones in
Hydro indo (buddha!)
Hah cocoa yo ya ya yo!
I need some brown weed (lady) all day
I need some brown weed (jenny)
I need some cut (lady lady)
to California and be a forever stoner
By the way, did I mention that I got glaucoma
I'm lying, I just love the smell, the aroma
Gelato, birthday cake, Runtz, sour
I got by
Creflo pray Mike Vick payed bobby brown stray Whitney lost weight
Kimbo Slice on the pad when I write
That Mayweather money looking funny in
a trick-a-ration so I mob by my lonesome
And see my status as a playa elevated as the hustler anthem
For all the haters is regulated
Some do it illegal, others
nice and you smell so sweet
And I can just tell you've been in trouble deep
What do you do when I go to sleep
My Lavender Cat
Lavender Cat imagine that
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
films inside
Hm dey der no tell u wot do eli d last time
Local Ga boy wey e slur take beg the driver by force
Ah I dey kai u show me the video for your
We are strangers now lately
It’s time for pass to let it go
I smell pine needles and tangerines
My heart beats faster at the sight of light
There’s
brown leather jacket that I found digging
They had a broken keyboard, I bought a broken keyboard
I bought a old blanket, then I bought a knee board
them
Carlito ways, brown bag money
In the book of life you can't get stuck to one page
All in together now, chinchilla bullet proof
Hoodies for any
Aww
Aww Aww
Aww
Nigga ion need no help
I can do bad all by myself
Hope he don't snitch like Nino Brown
Pack came in im gone need more pounds
Bake em
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