Lyrics:
, fast in your car
I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard
Drive back baby to me, fast in your car
I'm here waiting, crash into me real hard
I wander
Hit the mall go and blow a bag like it's no tomorrow
In the trap steady flipping packs like it's no tomorrow
Smoking on exotic to help me meditate
[STONE & LAC] (Verse 2):
[STONE]
Mercedes on twenty-two's that cost a half-a-mill,
Me and Baby be comin' through here like, "Ya'll rappers for real?"
Nah,
Tool
I'm real nigga, you so full
World tours, and you local
All you say this shit on the menu
Give me large fries and I’ll be cool
Put your hands down by
Well, I never heard it said quite like that
It hit me in the face 'cause that's where I'm at
I almost fell flat out on the floor
He said, wait a minute,
song backwards
Well, I never heard it said quite like that
It hit me in the face 'cause that's where I'm at
I almost fell flat out on the floor
He
song backwards
Well, I never heard it said quite like that
It hit me in the face 'cause that's where I'm at
I almost fell flat out on the floor
He
You got plans and finesse, you dress sick too
I'ma holla at you everytime ya pass by
And if I don't get you now this ain't the last try
You play hard
Oh Mario, sit here by the window
Stay here till we reach Idaho
And when we go, hold my hand on take off
Tell me what I already know
That we can't
to your DVD
You might've caught me on TMZ
Cameo tryna sue a nigga (fuck 'em)
'Cause I party hard like it's three of me
America's still abusing us
And 9/11
weed, listenin' to rap
Take it easy on my brother Frenchie right here (Montana)
(Coke Boy, baby)
See, me and French
We go back like Cocaine City
a country song backwards
Well I never heard it said quite like that
It hit me in the face cause that's where I'm at
I almost fell flat out on the floor
He
and I'ma bust back 'til they fall
And I ain't even slangin' them thangs
I'm hollerin one-eight-seven you trippin wit Strange
I'm really real wit it, like
and grey goose
We dramatic backwards now that P is loose
Me and E is back for the kill, no troops
That's why we spit the real in the vocal booth
Yeah
so cold
And it's hard to live free
This world is foolish
I'm tired of the Bul****
Turn the light on
I study my elders
Like a scientist
Dr. Ben john
Wouldn’t you like to go to Super Mario World hop on Yoshi and squash the Koopa Troopas jump upon a Goomba’s head and bounce above the clouds run
I feel like Mario in the kitchen
All of these sauces got me drippin
Spaghetti noodles what I'm sippin
All the pages I be flippin
The sauce,
new boo
I want that whip so I buy the coop
Princess peach let me inside her room
Browser have a shell I got some too
Feel like Mario I ate those shroom
Keep the real vibes
If your down, then we out
Then I M. Bison slide
When that bullshit come around me
DVD
M. Bison slide through the bullshit
Miss me
to your DVD
You might've caught me on TMZ
Cameo tryna sue a nigga (fuck 'em)
'Cause I party hard like it's three of me
America's still abusing us
And 9/11
less than
Think about it
I made the people go read about me
They trying to put me in hall of fame
I'mma stand out, I don't fuck with lames
Real in
Joshua, give me a beat, man
I am a star with a worldwide song
You're a steroid experiment
Gone terribly wrong
You sucked in the NFL, the truth hurts
like Mario Luigi and toad
Finessing the come up for now I lay low
I can't look down I took the high road
And all these h*** they know
You know the code
they too crazy
Everybody talking like this shit real
If it's 'for real' then you can call me Will
I don't wanna Bride since I watched Kill Bill
She ain't
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