Lyrics:
people right on your ride up
They'll have your back on the way back down
He said, "Take it from this old beach bum, son
Keeping it real is what it's really
me just move with ya' boy
Got shit poppin' like always you know so enjoy
Don't make yourself at home got big meat on the grill
Ladies and homies all
generation, I came to lock it down
I'm a little boy, but I live a big man's life
Got girls passin' notes, wanna to be my wife
Got grown women, wantin' to be
, kneelin', by a grave in an old cemetery.
I stopped my car and walked over to where the little boy was kneelin' down. And
he smiled up at me and said,
the fake ID and the ticket
The old man little suspicious but he hit him with a fifty
Hit him with a hundred, hit him with the "Shh"
The old man stamped
Your honor, I'm sorry, I don't remember
All I know is this much, I'm not guilty
They said, "Save it, boy, we've got you on tape"
Yelling an old lady
alcohol, and various other drugs
Same as his mom
(Way, way back)
So I'm gonna tell you about that, I'm gonna tell you about how
All this young boy ever
I've fallen down
Your lips are so sweet, the night is perfect take off your dress
And get up and dance around the room a little more
We get up
sold me at Foxy Ladies.
I seen them trying to bring you down, but f**k that dog you one of the greatest!
Khaled mix 96er, but even back then though you
and please don't stop
'Cause I'm MC Spoonie Gee, want to hit the top
And young ladies, rock on
Say I was drivin' down the street on a stormy night
Say up
stop
Cause I'm mc Spoonie gee, wanna hit the top
And young ladies, rock on
Say I was drivin' down the street on a stormy night
Say up ahead there
that same little boy
Kneelin', by a grave in an old cemetery
I stopped my car and walked over to where the little boy
Was kneelin' down, and he smiled
the spring time when the weather's just right, you find some place else to go.
Well, it's up to the mountains or down to the beach or to visit some old
you be's where he be's then you leaves with a tan
'Cause he's 500 Degreez
I need a fan, whew
Cool me off, wipe me down (yeah, bitch)
Daddy is back
long, man
From Long Beach, California, from Tulsa, Oklahoma
To 9th Ward in New Orleans, from Mississippi
I know y'all hold the key to unlock the door
the willow tree
Come my love that used to be
And sit you down upon my knee
He's gone away for a stay a little while
But he's comin' back if he goes 10,000
guitar in its velvet lined case
Wash my brain down at the evolution exposé
From Memorial Park with its Waiting Lady
To the frangipani outside the AOG
They
made her a drink
Blew her a kiss, as I sat down, she smiled and winked
Stood up, grabbed my hand, what up, slid ya boy to the bedroom
Popped
Change into a nine-year-old Hindu boy, get rid of your wife
And it walks your dog and it doubles on sax
Doubles on sax, you can jump back Jack
See you
Change into a nine-year-old Hindu boy, get rid of your wife
And it walks your dog and it doubles on sax
Doubles on sax, you can jump back Jack
See you
back
Meet Zach, twenty-one years old
After hangin' out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold
And decides to try five, when he's bribed by
back
Meet Zach, twenty-one years old
After hangin' out with some friends at a frat party, he gets bold
And decides to try five, when he's bribed by
ago I got this call
From a little dude, I said "yes, yes, y'all"
He said "uncle Big Boy
I wanna start rapping"
I said "what's up, little homie?"
He said
America gone plastic
And now there's Dylan dripping from his mouth
He's hitching himself way down south
To learn a little black and blues
From old
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