Lyrics:
You know what I'm saying
We're gonna show you fools how to represent
Represent that Dago style
Killer Cal style, baby
[Young Sicc]
Well it's that
me
Ima fuckin fruit ninja cuttin bitches by they wee wee
Call me John Cena wave my hands and yall can't see me
This is 2020 how much worse can it get
But I don't wanna get blood on my Nike Cortez
Mister negative you see I'm a Taurus
I'm still on my shit you can tell by the chorus
My direct deposit
don't play that petty shit
You're a fucking joke
And a hypocrite
And if you think I'm cool with it
Gotcha down on ya knees bitch
You gonna submit
think I never used to eat Malteaser’s
I slag you off now and don’t feel bad about it afterwards
Just like all the other kids abandoned by their fathers
think it's tawdry
Polly, Nancy, Eddie, Artie prolly already getting bawdy
DJ got the party started Dev's all "let's get naughty"
But in responding Angie
I've been tryna give it to you all night
What's it gonna take to get you all alone?
I just want you here by my side
I don't wanna be here, baby, on my
(oh, yeah)
And inch by inch, we get closer and closer (ohh)
Every little part of each other, ooh, baby, baby (oh, yeah)
Ooh, let the music take your
(oh, yeah)
And inch by inch, we get closer and closer (ohh)
Every little part of each other, ooh, baby, baby (oh, yeah)
Ooh, let the music take your
I got my baby on the windowstill
And the blues down in my veins
Gonna keep my baby in bed all night
With my cigar and my smokin guitar
Keep
someone, found out about us
Then someone's, gonna get fucked up
My homeboy's grilfriend
The smell of breakfast, woke me up from my dreams
Bacon sizzlin',
business
Its what I love and I need when Im livid
Better not fuck with the kid
Get chucked in a Crypt
Six Feet deep Bitch you will rot in a ditch
I dont miss
empty
So he yelled, "oh, heck"
"Heck," said the rebel
Well, the Dean walked by
Just as that occurred
He said, "you can get expelled
For what I just
another rotten mess
And when it's gonna change, my friends, is anybody's guess
So I'm watchin' and I'm waitin'
Hopin' for the best
Even think I'll go
another rotten mess
And when it's gonna change, my friends, is anybody's guess
So I'm watchin' and I'm waitin'
Hopin' for the best
Even think I'll go
another rotten mess
And when it's gonna change, my friends, is anybody's guess
So I'm watchin' and I'm waitin'
Hopin' for the best
Even think I'll go
it (ooh, baby)
Gonna be me (it's gonna be me)
There was no rein to check me
When all those little things walked on by
Oh, but I couldn't even
Hollywood
(a different Hollywood-sounding guy talking)
Yeah in Hollywood, hey in Hollywood baby
Gerry, love it! love it!
Get down Gerry, get down in
for that one Atlantic Ocean. Now listen, drop them hogs off in Omaha and get over here in a short, 'cause it definitely looks like we got us a problem.
be doing walk ups and them drive bys in rentals
Yeah it's fuck your dead homies cause they ass was examples
Bitch I sell drugs I ain't doing free
a stone brick house
Candle light dinner and some Mexican chow
Yo, I know she gonna show up
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick, no luck
Peep through her window,
with my friends
Oh, I'm gonna get on by, yes I'm gonna get on by, my Lord
I'm gonna tell them all about it, I'm gonna tell them all, yeah yeah
on clothes and shoes
And I hop up in that booth
Lame nigga tryna be like me I see it 'cause it- ( look )
Ima go put that nigga up in the dirt, my twin gonna
She said she wanna fuck me with my uniform on
She grabbed me by the bat, now it's going, going, gone
I never finish sex 'cause I'm so juiced out
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