Lyrics:
(It's a reggae get down)
Ooh, la, la, la (Ooh)
Let's go dancin' (Get your dancin' shoes, get your dancin' shoes)
Ooh, la, la, la
Reggae dancin'
without us
We get it started
Party Crashers
There's no way you start
The party without us
(Let's go baby)
TCNick in the TC clique, with the TC drip
It's all I dreamed of, it can't get started
Time goes by really slow and I need to let it
And all I dreamed of, it can't get started
Time goes really
of life and vibrance
Side by side, wherever you was riding, I went
So close, almost on some Bonnie and Clyde shit
When Ronnie died you was right by my
us (and I don't know what to call us)
And I don't know how it started (and I don't know how)
But I'm ready to go, I'm ready to
Bump, bump, bump,
and only
And you left me
Gave you trust then you went and broke me Speaker knockers imma get these bands by my lonely
Baby hold me don't let go of me
You was
let's talk on the facts
Like Lotti got stabbed in his back
Yo, Kory, don't fuck with the Jacks
You drop OG you get clapped
Yo, Ronnie, you pussy, You came
down tonight, let's go
We just gettin' started
Everybody gonna party tonight
The night is young
So live it up while you've got the time
One shot, two
you arrested!" We said, "Go ahead!
We're having our drink anyway." We'd already finished half by this... we were 'faced!
Gets off at Jersey.... yes, you
what
You need to be, You need to let
That go just remember that all you
Need is motivation and compassion
For yourself, you can become just
Like me
bitch man
I got warrants, let's go get some Hen main
bailemos, ¿eh?
So now we dancing un reggaetón lento
Just get a little closer, baby, let go
And, girl, you know I like it when I take you to the floor
we're bickering I'd go ronnie pickering
Looking back it's sickening where was my dad to kick me in
Love to my grandad he let me live with him
He taught
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
me in a chair and let me burn
But go to prison on a murder rap, fuck that
I refuse to be a visitor in state's camp
So I broke and left behind all
the dirt weed, homie lets hit this
Props to Minneapolis, props to Mejico
Or where ever we go the CPT flows
Four deep in the Lexo (Lexo!)
Rollin chrome
provide
A quality lifestyle way higher than survive
Dream versus reality
Frivolous necessity
Trying not to let the little things get the best of me
All I
Okay
All right
Let's go
I'm making plays from the sidelines
Which means I'm a coach
The shooters be moving on my time
I put my bitch in
myself
Like, how much worse could this get
Man look at you, this is rock bottom, can we snap out of this
And go get ready for next year
A time for you
see is him right now
I'll sit and watch your car burn
With the fire that you started in me
But you never came back to ask it out
Go ahead
[Swizz beatz]
Let's get it started, get it started
Let's keep it started, keep it started
Yeah, yeah, violator the album
Go, go, go!!
[l
on the block til the sun go down
Nigga I fuckin' hustle, nigga I get money!
I can get money doin' anything!
I got them bricks for the high, and the purp
hear nothin' bout' no keys boy
But it's like everywhere I go
Everybody pull up low by the boatloads (woah)
Then they get on records and
Rap about
me free
DoorDash it I don't go on dates, put dick in her stomach and face
Out in LA makin' plays, they welcomed me I overstayed
Ronnie Coleman I'm
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