Lyrics:
On you
Cause the groove feels right
We gon' ride this flow to the rhythm of the night
Let your worries fall behind
Love will take over your mind
It’s true
that'll suck dick
I just want a big fat crib and a race car
Thirty five pounds by the window of my AR
I got a fresh new stash of endless cash
They try
My fecal with the sewer rats
Shaka shaka zulu, huh
New year 30 new you's
What we should do
Is move the fuck on
Walk through the valley yes I walk
please take your aim at me
Cherish the thought
Of always having you here by my side
Cherish the joy
You keep bringing it into my life
Cherish your
a good time by snappin your necks, come on
[Chorus 2: Ghostface Killah (Rare Earth sample)]
(I just want to celebrate) Like my baby's first steps you
like, drive by pumpin' that lean back
Police hop out of the whip, (?) right in my six
Four fifth tucked right on his hip
Some dumb drunk, this nigga
never even finished reading a
Book before if you just got
Offended by that last sentence
You should just stop reading
Close the book and walk away because
it makes me want to hide
'Cause you're the only one that makes my love alive
And time is running fast into a new goodbye.
It only goes to show
A big bunny running by
A small bunny right behind
A big bunny running by
But what's next?
A small bunny!
A fast truck driving by
A fast car right behind
on a weekly
(But) Who's fly in rap? I in fact
By myself, no one behind the attack
And fuck Sound Scan, I ain't BUYING that
Cause y'all sell em to the
Stores
Y'knahmsayin?
Have some respect, did your mother teach you anything?
(I'm trying to talk to you, lady)
That's right, Kool Keith, yeah
Yo, I blow them girls back
the high rollers, street hustlers
Fast money, fast life
But you don't care, 'til you end up with a bullet in your head, boy
People of the city, stop
fuckin' up a good time by snappin' your necks, come on
I just want to celebrate
Like my baby's first steps you heard
I just want to celebrate
Like my first
Love is gonna sneak right up and snuff you from behind
So I want you to check the story out
As we go down the line
(Let us move on)
Money's
I'm coming home for the weekend
Tell me that you ain't got no plans tonight
Got a couple of light beers
We can sit right here--damn, alright
That's
they never end on top
Got so many bars
Had to make sure this one pop
Behind closed doors
Did things just to make y'all proud
Didn't think I'd get you
know your name
And by the smile that's on your face I see you feel the same
So can I talk to you?
And maybe after school
I can walk you home
If that's
talking
Now it's all strategizing
You block and unblock me
Might as well cut all the aht aht
I don't wanna get to the bottom
I just wanna get right behind
New York New York, big city of dreams
And everything in New York ain't always what it seems
You might get fooled if you come from out of town
the Dolce Gabbana
My shoes got spikes
Now I'm rolling all the marijuana
Blunt 3.5
Diamonds dancing they Vv's, Yea
Copped a new watch by the weekend
Bad bitch,
got my heart skipping
I’m so dedicated to you
You my new religion
Told you I can’t wait
Cant wait for the weekend
Ooh you got me freaky
Thinking what
The farthest thing from harbor shit, be honest with me, listen
You know if I want it, I be John Gotti with the henchmen
Right? I mean, it's simple math, a bit
22 open mi eye clear
Show me seh nuff a dem nuh real out here
Chat behind yuh back pon u name dem a sware
Dem a ask how you stay like seh dem care
Play that new frank
Heard that shit slap
Shawty went blonde
She ain’t heard blond
I climb on the roof
Don’t you jump off
Doing my shit
Hope you all good
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