Lyrics:
got a bad little bitch in a new Mulsanne
Got me working all nights just to make these flames
And I'm all by myself cause niggas be lame
Niggas be
up on me make ya do a 180 nigga
Nigga
Now we out in Pari niggas still hatin'
Now we out in Pari white girls politicin'
Now we out in Pari yeah I'm
the white
I'm ballin' every single night
El Chapo
El Chapo hit my line, he said "you wanna buy the bundle?"
Catch a flight to California, meet me in a tunnel
what you know in your heart to be true
Can't make you grow into what hardly is you
Keep playing by the soul and not by the rules
Refrain when the dos
a checkered double-knit suit drove up in a large El Dorado Cadillac, leased from BOB SPREEN...
("Where the freeways meet in Downey!")
...And he laid
the President
But will he meet me?
He's scared to look inside the
Eyes of a Thug Nigga
We tired of being scapegoats for
This capitalistic drug dealing
How
memory still haunts me to my core
Cause I remember when we made love
At seventeen for the first time
I remember bare feet snow white sand
And a California
call me Dane, but my real name is Dana
I've came here just to put you on
Cause I'm taking the rapping world by storm
In the rap I've made a change
How it ain'ts V dumb
I'll be dead by 25 cuz I speak ring true
Make a martyr outta me, you'll make my words sting through
Poet from the promised land
or
Shootin' a or at the park
Doin' it after dark
You heard me? Doin' it after dark
Uh, LA
(Los Angeles) , Californi-i-a (California)
City of ballers,
Pink, it's pink, it's pink
Meet me by the river bring me flowers
Meet me by the river bring me flowers
I won't be longer than a hour
Meet me by the river
Getting by in the slow lane
It's always been the same for me
Standing in the shadows
Always where I'm meant to be
Someone like me never meets a woman
me
While working my tan looked down the cliff to see
A line of black and whites dropped by a yellow jersey
Called uncle Arnie said, "what's going
and multiple gunshots are shown, large amps are blown
Niggas in low-lows, pursuin' mo' hoes, then go home
The life of a California star, and when you see me
loose
Let me buss out this plain white tee
And my skanking boots
i got a backwood too
And I can back a few moves
And I'm handsome too
And I'm wild in
Low light from candles burning by the blue
madonna, in the altar, on the white wall,
Rosalia, turning to him:
I see your history
in your
Some MCs are catalog, and yeah, they stay paid
But why pay over one buck, when they lip syncin' on stage?
King of pop, Barry White, rollin' over in
the street jumped off
The car in 9-0 I was wearing all white capisque had my 501's, five dunkie rolls
Couldn't be saved by john the pope the m-a-c and k from
and multiple gunshots are shown, large amps are blown
N****s in low-lows, pursuin' mo' hoes, then go home
The life of a California star, and when you see me
me...
While working my tan looked down the cliff to see
A line of Black and Whites Dropped by a yellow Jersey
Called Uncle Arnie said, "What's going
and multiple gunshots are shown, large amps are blown
Niggas in low-lows, pursuin' mo' hoes, then go home
The life of a California star, and when you see me
me
While working my tan looked down the cliff to see
A line of black and whites dropped by a yellow jersey
Called Uncle Arnie said,
What's going
might just stop by your daddy's
Roll around in Pikachu, throw that window down
Pack a big ol' fatty bowl, shit me smokin' now
Throw it into drive and hit
in plain sight
Wanna hold you through the night
Heart is blissful like pure white
Despite the colors of your eyes
When I call you by your name
Gently
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