Lyrics:
on me, Makaveli
Girl, you got me speeding, yeah, yeah
Doing two-forty on Lekki-Epe (DJ Vyrusky)
With the top down no do gra, gra
You'd be drinking
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
got da key
Easy as 1, 2, 3
The truth gon set you free
No I ain't talkin bout me
J da one who does it
We in the world but not of it
Can't you see that
future
The good life - one day we'll know, one day we'll know
(Good life) {x2}
Mama worked all night, went 2 school by day
Wanted 2 get her Master
mic check one, two
DJ spin the needle, rock into the groove
Bump it louder so the crowd wanna move
Like Oh, Oh
Yo, I blaze the illest
So much skill,
[Intro: Lil' Jon]
This your boy Lil' Jon
I'm here to tell you
With another one
Here we go, here we go
Well, I got DJ Smurf, D-Roc and Kaine
Tupac with two glocks still thuggin'
Fuckin' with a dog like me, I call your name out
While you pussy niggaz call id, when I blaze
You step life
Keys to the truck, crib and the car
Add the life that we live for us
Get rid of the life that we live for us
Multiply by trust, divide by trust
It equals
Man, man, man, momma be trippin'
See Tony got the Jeep and
I'm ready to whip it
Chase packin' the techniques
And we rockin' the Key Club
Roll up
(Chrous)
4(???)..3(PAIN)...2...2..
2 Step
2 Step
Lets Go
Now Gone An 2 Step [X2]
Now Watch Me 2 Step [X2]
Now Get Jiggy Wit It REMIX[X4]
Gone an 2 step
(Dj
the craftmatic no rest till I won
Life took a stab at him, couldn't punch him alone
Born near the savages kinda made me numb
Two doors from where the dope boy
the jack off hour, girl
You requested it and The Documentary 2 is in your ear
And I am the DJ that is gonna sock some soul to your ass
Not the DJ that can
want it, ima get up on it
Booked a flight to Cali yeah you know we always balling
Feel like DJ Khaled every time a nigga scoring
Early in the morning,
of the brightest
My life is as tright as your favorite rap record
And I'm possed with that insight that enables me to laugh better
From the last letter back
Roman numeral 2, though
Gliding in a two door
See us riding by
From your foyer
Windy, top off
Toupee
We been quite alright
No quiet life
Just private
She
consent
But baby after nine I began to craft opinions
And played the DJ everywhere I went
Think back
Age 10 in a seat
Prolly had a Rockets jersey
Number 34
6 feet
Never ratted in my life
I just get cheese
Clay to my right and he throw up big B's
Ya girl choke on dick
I make her throw up big D
Clay to my
see you!
I hear you!
I catch spirits and ghosts by there invisible throats and then tear through (tear through)
Never scary boo bitch I'm a kamikaze
literature
Taking kingdoms from tsars
Winning more wars than the Moors
Hey, what's the deal?
I seen the Devil spar with Allah
Mathematics was the key
And now we've come to that time
Where the legend of Griselda lives forever (ah)
The Butcher comin', nigga
Ayo, y'all niggas should know by now
live in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
jump in my car, I do it every week
DJ's who know call me Mister Short
All
though, even on a remix chick
And everybody with car keys only big car keys
Pull out your car keys everybody please
[Verse 2: Angie Martinez]
Oh! It's just
the light
Kick it sideways plowin through that red clay
Cause there ain't no better way no better way better way yeah
Country boys we're gettin it done put
(uh) flipped two keys in two weeks
And didn't flaunt it (uh huh)
My brain is haunted, with mean dreams
GSs with BBs on it, supreme schemes
To get richer
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