Lyrics:
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No-no, no regrets, ah
Say hi to the bad guy, say ahhh to the champagne
Got a call from my jail niggas, said I'm doing my damn thing
(Woo!) They see
made about crack
It's all about losin' what you can't get back
'Cause the name of the game is to control yo' life
And all the things you do you must
rhymes
Every little step I take like Bob Brown
And It's so profound that when I throw those nouns
We gon' get low low down until we get back up while
Tom Petty heart breaker
Living legend, rap scholar, art major
Cause I make major art
Like Beethoven, Van Gogh, or Mozart so don’t start
Around these
Your support and
Patience has been equally valued… We’d
Like to thank our team for keeping
The "Get It Done" spirit alive
To the very end thank you Chris
Presley committed suicide?
I don't
It's either kill or you be killed
Ten pints of blood per human, ain't no refills
One thing about us humans, nigga, we
Napoleon murphy brock (vocals)
Bob harris (vocals)
Johnny "guitar" watson (vocals)
Thing-fish:
Now, dis nasty sucker is de respondable party fo de
they don't know it's all a lie
Extraordinarily ordinary
An over average boring Mary
The lack of thrill is truly scary
But that's nothing to Tom, Dick,
(ooh, you know you got going on)
Uncle Mike is in the house (this ain't a R&B song)
Bob Power is in the house (you got it going on)
Tim Latham is in
then they put his head on, and his cane there by his side
The thing was nearly finished, it was sixty four feet tall
It was Texas proud and mighty,
do
Nobody, no one does it better
Look out the window and drank and chill out we get high
It's 1a.m and the crowd is still live
Relax to the groove by
thing
A lot of parents like to think I'm a villain
I'm just chillin', like Bob Dylan
Yeah I smoke cheeba, it helps me with my brain
I might be
what, bitch
Puffing Tom puffing
Dark leaf stuffing
Baking the muffins
There ain't no bluffing
I told my boy get it shaking or something
I'd come back
I just bought a new watch
And it don't tick tock
You can that I'm rich by the way I smell (Off that bon' bon')
Coccy coot bought this bitch new
my home
Lookin in my window
I'm on the radio, and ain't a damn thing funny
It's just like Compton, bitch better have my money
I messed up and I
beat
Call yo friends around, then call the police!
Im ridin' wit my flow, it take up four seats
So I'm gon ghost ride, but with no sheets
One man by
When he ain't so truant
I be out living life while yo man's so Truman
Don't think just move it
I bounce
Swoop another bag up by the ounce
Ya- ya'll be
Ticking Tom
And I will not be ground down by you
I'll not think what you want me to
Your truth is not my king
You can't make me do the right thing
I'd
Well, the first thing I want to say is??Mandate my ass!?
Because it seems as though we've been convinced that 26% of the registered voters, not
will be alright, Bob Marley
While I’m behind the couch just like a surprise party
I jump out when he leaves, you put that right on me
And It’s almost
yesterday's men
Sure as hell
By making us yesterday's men
Ah, now Jimmy, said she,
Give the kids a few bob,
After all, sure it is Friday night
But how could
from the Eastside of the city
Where things are known to go down
Spit a round with my lyrics
I’m hitting it from the ground
Let me pound
Barney Artist rep
wants
But it's never enough
She can never be satisfied
By all the things she buys
She wants the best there is
But the best isn't enough
Everybody around
Woo Woo Woo
Remix to Catch me outside
You know I'm bout to get live
Cause I'm from that 305
Aye Aye Let's Get It
Walking by faith and not by sight
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