Lyrics:
dead on bullets and shells
My people dwells to Uptown
Where the shit goes down
Shot callers and big ballers, mothers know
And do-do brown, Beats By
Everbody on the streets
This a little thesis coming from me
When I throw up baguettes, sitting at the bar
Or smoking a little red life in my car
I
where they be
Dockin' this boat
No hope I'm shackled
Plus gang tackled
By the other hand swingin' the rope
Wearin' red, white and blue Jack and his
And they overflow like cotton candy
And battlegrounds
Red and brown
But it's all in your mind
So don't waste your time
On little things like
Yeha,
And you're by my side, side, yeah
Drinking Dr Pepper , carbonated emotions
Sprinkled with a little bit of Dr Pepper , and it's a potion, yeah
Late night,
caught the body
Nigga that could be any of us
Laid up with this brown little thang I'm a henny lover
Went and yanked her stomach out Nigga I'm a skinny
down at the bridge, gonna try a new midge
There was traffic flyin' by
Taillights glowin' red, thirty feet overhead
But it felt like a thousand miles
a little Texas stray and all alone
It was long late in the evening when he rode into our camp
On a little old brown pony he called Shaw
In his brogan shoes
people to count now
Sniffing the brown brown
Mountains of cocaine and gun powder
This AK-47 is God
These shells are individual angels of death
Guided by
his big brown eyes.
Refrain:
Little Bo-Beep - get along to sleep;
Never mind the worry - keep on countin' them old sheep;
Your little eyelids flutter
Springbreak Daytona beach was so sick!
Imagine that the pretty brown round was thick
and all the red bone shawty's couldn't wait to represent
Can I get DJ Jelly
hands he on his knees it's for a miracle he pray
Tear a family apart he looked a mother in the face
Lie a little tell his mommy that you found him by
hands
He on his knees
It's for a miracle he pray
Tear a family apart, he looked a mother in the face
Lie a little, tell his mommy that you found him by
cess to endo, fill it up with petro
Fixing on my lego, let go of my ego
Get in with my little bro, getting up when the rooster blow
[Lil Flip]
I
*(Music)*
There's a bunch of birds in the sky
and some deers just went running by
Oh the snow's pure and white
On the earth rich and brown
Just
Let the rain fall softly from the sky
With its beautiful tranquility
The thunders will pass us by
In a flight of little bumblebee
Raindrops sliding
a favorite player in every single sport
I'm not gon' answer those questions
Let's go
Matt, what up?
(That was my phone)
Shoutout to Boogie Brown
Oh once I had a little dog, his color it was brown
I taught him for to whistle, to sing and dance and run
His legs they were fourteen yards long,
Oh once I had a little dog, his color it was brown
I taught him for to whistle, to sing and dance and run
His legs they were fourteen yards long,
the neighbors say they seen you and your little friends
Over there by Food for Less and they was preaching to you
Over there telling you about the good book
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
a mountain to climb
Who'd cross the face of a little smilin' child
Take away the loser's one last chance?
Who wouldn't linger down by the old river for
The leaves start changing
Green and Yellow Red and Brown
What a colorful dreamland
Everywhere just look around
Hay riding
Bundled up close with warm apple
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