Lyrics:
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
Come and get the new thing
Come get the new thing come and get the new thing ah
Come and get the new thing ah
Come and get the new thing
Come run it
It's not chipped (no)
We're not cracked (uh-uh)
Oh, we're shattered (Mariah)
Ay hey, ay hey, ay hey (Young Money, Nicki Minaj)
Ooh na, na-na-na
Ok Santi's back and
Bouta kick it old school
Got the new old groove
Typa shit you finna
Bob yo head to
Came to
A fuckin realization
Duckin all my
Skyline ablaze in a Bob Ross pic
You don't have to acknowledge I'm raw give a shit
Never nah you can talk of me fond when I'm gone
Bad news bear
weapons?" (No comment)
If it's time to clip you, we the ones to move
I got the call about it before I seen it on the news (ah)
Light brown interior,
Still post up round street
By now it’s all obvious to me
Been round places, regular basis
No matter what won’t leave
Yeah me I might get new places,
pay low
Whole lotta cheese and a whole lotta queso
Whole lotta yin and a whole lotta peso
Whole lotta money and it's coming by the case load
Give me
hasn't dropped yet i'm the hottest out
If you ain't get the news
Fuck what these niggas talking
We let them bitches choose
Loyalty is all you know
It ain't
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
things
8 things
8 things
8 things
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7
A different bitch for every day of the schedule
My team deep like its 3 seeds
Soda pop her pussy
He'll make a way
Hey, its a new day
Often times what we have, get overlooked
Too busy living life, like an open book
Getting took by materialism, hooked
(saxophone)
Once upon a time
It was in albuquerque, new mexico
There were these girls that worked at the college
The were really cool...
(they thought so
education
And I’m sure this will end up online
So I don’t want to diss anyone at
The American Academy, I’m sure it’s equal to
The Art Institute of Chicago by
on (Ha ha!)
Baby you the whole package, plus you pay your taxes
And you keep it real while them other stay plastic
You're my Wonder Woman call me Mr.
to set my whole race free
You might debate we, a refugee
No harm hurt me
Dying, thirsty from the struggle
To my own hustle bubble
On the low, woe is
caught by the cops
Ain't no shit to explain
I could take a whole key
Break it down to the town
(bring it down to the town)
I could take a whole key
Break
share flows, when it enter your earhole
Shit, it's a thing of pure beauty
Everything that's spittin' is written by yours truly
Nigga, when Sean write
A hundred thousand things to see
Hold your breath
- it gets better
I'm like a shooting star
I've come so far
I can't go
back to where I used to be
A whole new
wonder by wonder
Over sideways and under
On a magic carpet ride
A whole new world
A new fantastic point of view
No one to tell us no or where to go
Or say
wonder by wonder
Over, sideways and under
On a magic carpet ride
A whole new world
A new fantastic point of view
No one to tell us no
Or where to go
A whole new world
A Dazzling place I never knew
But when I'm way up there
It's crystal clear
That now I'm in a whole new world
with you
Unbelievable sights
survives
I'll take your food, but never advice
I wanted the whole thing, never a slice
Double tap, then double back
Opps get popped like bubble wrap
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