Lyrics:
skatin' sippin' forties
With Bayani on the nano with a Microsoft recorder, yeah
Swan dive down my mama up at Swedish
Hit the hill the first day
so they got blasted
Much ass I kick, groove to the master mix
My song still pumps when it's not even mastered, bitch!
My shit's very chronic so
Your pops just left
So imma hold ya
You my Beyoncé
And I'm your hoover
So fuck the bed
We got the sofa
Like fuck the bed
We got the sofa
Your pops just
on my pinky
M pulling up in the city (city) Uh uh
These girls trynna eat me
So fast in the kitty
Don Julio got me tipsy (tipsy)
She really on pink
attention
Premonitions on my life, slip the banana clip in
Never put your hat on the bed. I'm a little superstitious
Got my black suit on, they say I am
You're Captain Kirk to my Spock
You know I'm Dee Dee Ramone and you're punk rock
So let me tell you boy
Don't leave it up to fate
It's time to set
So I was spent, from all my care I shouldn't have paid to them
But I just pray, and trust His work, whenever I say amen
I get in my baby bed
back to the Brooklyn Bridge
Black bats and as the crime rhyme spray in my max
Spendin my wax
I'm Feelin' one time
Blow your mind, shine, blind all
on top shelf finest trees
Lie dee dee die holding the phone
What in the fuck did I just fucking say
This type of shit that I'm fucking on
I know you ready
Ba ba boogie on the mix
I wonder is there black up in the hills
Dye my hair and black my nails
Cause empty how I feel
Push away I push away to heal
to party, we came to party, we came to party
Aiyyo, step in my area, and I'ma bury ya
Tha Likwit crew is blowin so the more the girl the merrier
So
hands in the air, if you's a true player)
Hören Naughty By Nature wie damals und so
Hebt die Arme jetzt hoch, denn die Party geht los
Also ey bro (Hip
with my own eyes
I don't want to hear them
now everybody wants to know how does it feels
Blind things should come to an end
I look so ugly in
Her, her, me, man I just can't get enough
All up in my tub, steady poppin bub
Who is she to you when she reply first cuz
Man I can tell they so
chilling thinking about the time we spent
Babe Ruth why you hitting me with mood swings
In the bed rated R
Cuz it's a movie
Mix emotions swirl in my head
I own a mansion, but live in a house
A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch
I'm Mr. Brightside, glass is half full
But my tank is half empty,
and other curls
Casting calls from porn films and ad space for rubber girls
I like my pancakes cut in swirls
Morrocan moles and undercover squirrels
I
on TMZ
Screamin' loud free Heavy Dee
Yeah I'm I'm illest walking on the beat
I got Gucci snakes on my feet (Ou so slime)
I spend my day counting bands
Beat
I own a mansion, but live in a house
A king-size bed, but I sleep on the couch
I'm Mr. Brightside, glass is half full
But my tank is half empty,
hills are covered in sand
The riverbed moves like the lines of a hand
So simple that nobody will understand or care
Dew must form on the flower bed
Fumes
said, "Tony my biggest fear is to
Hear Kendrick disappeared in
The fire out here and I didn't help
So if I can give him the game to hydroplane
His
like 8 Uzis, blow holes in your plan like [?]
Love to Ruby Dee in Sicily
I pray I'm just as strong as on when I turn 60
Hope my health good and I ain't
Back in the days, into the chamber 36
Big Tig' putting it down in dirty mix
Provided by EQ
Test me and my crew, guarantee you lose
Man your whole crew
Of course I must agree, 'cause this is family
If tables was turned he would do it for me
So now I'm hopping out my bed,
Ready put a nigga never seen 'pon
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