Lyrics:
the honey's
DJ bring it back, let it go
Mix it in with Black Rob, make 'em say whoa!
Every thing full circle, Game livin' major
Girls on my hip like
and flowers in her hair
The music seemed to be so perfect
Playing in my head like a slow mo version
You know the type like its meant to be
Couldn't for the life
at the ready I
Yeah
I've been with it the whole time
XO or clear patron right
Parties I'm going with both kinds
Cup full of drink just hold mine
Show time
Been
tennis.
Examine my writing in minutes, vocal lieutenant.
Refuse to let you outshine me like your pendant.
Wear something to make you get offended.
Your
know, I don't know
How we walk up in the club and turn this bitch into a party nigga?
Oh I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
What it is she love
won't back down
Stepped in the party, bag in my sock
Walked to the rave get a Jack on the rocks
Went from sat on the Quayside one year
Next year I was
hustle on the block)
Uh, okay
Kool-aid known by colors, boy, we ain't no flavors
(Ain't no flavors)
We relate to Jesus, most my people born in
hooked like that
If you think you're good enough
Trust you ain't
My head ain't turned by moves that fake
Center of the club, don't make me wait
I'm here
[Dr. Dre]
Check this out, we've come to the last and final record
This is Dr. Dre in full effect and we gonna kick it off a little some this like
eye and a fo-fo by my side
Takin' out the opposition steppin' up to my position
Life that i live it's a wonder why I'm not in prison
Comin' up off this
Working every hour God sends
Earning money dawn to dusk
Then to party, it's a must!
It's a must!
But your body's young no more
The Grim Reaper's keeping
the morning
It's very night
Two cop cars have passed by now im shooked
Water bottle in my hands
Window look
Can't get caught college students in party room full
down
Slow down get money it go down
Choppa gon mow down
You niggas if you clown
Please
Slow down
Get money
It go down
We party
We clown
You hating
'cause I'm wavy
I'm four pockets full like that nigga Lil Baby
My niggas got a real bad name 'cause they janky
I gave a nigga bitch back today and he
cant spend
I cant loose boy ima win
Its a party let em in
She gon strip for me full send
Prada sneaks don't rock no vans
Im too real I cant pretend
of the party is hardly appealing
When the party ain't part of your army (lonely by yourself)
Freed me from feeding my blame shifting feelings
You're sorry, oh, I
dealin'
It don't matter how I get it, I got it, fuck feelings
I don't have none, I'm 'bout my paper, nigga, ask 'em
Don't get confused on how the cash come
bygones be bygones
Chilling without these pythons
Icons
When I made it they started respecting my tone
My clone
Is the darker version better keep the lights
this
Specialist
Black
Testing this will get ya necklace jacked
And named scratched up off my guestlist party freak
You the type of nigga that'll hardly
and your ears wide open"
Gangsta, I soaked it all in, my first ammo was a one shot
Deuce, deuce, had my pockets full of bullets, I was real loose
Thug
don't like it you can get the fuck out
Cause under my roof, you live by my rules
Son i make you want to bounce
Sage Francis makes you wanna bounce
Joey
and put that booty in my car
Baby your booty is a movie star
Oscar award winner of them all, now give me that
Mesmerized by the size of it
You can
and put that booty in my car
Baby your booty is a movie star
Oscar award winner of them all, now give me that
Mesmerized by the size of it
You can
will know my name
Prolly not
Runnin through the party like ladida
Full fit on like adidas
Jumpin out the car bout to get it on
Never had a doubt in my
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