Lyrics:
Stay loyal get to work and we get you a chain
So I'm locked in like a missile
In the stu yea cookin up hits surrounded by bitches and pistols
Like mighty
up 'cause she know I might like it
And she gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it
And she gon' give it up 'cause she know I might like it
Yo, rated X, smack you off the stage when I'm vexed
No sweat, I crack a cold case of Beck's
Guess whose back? The jack of all trades is next
the road ended up on their own
Jack on the phone said we're coming back home
Jack didn't know started to go broke
Found a new lane and he started to grow
Live it up, live it up
Nobody ever told us we could die like this
Live it up, live it up
Corrupted by the comfort we (love, love)
God prepare me
Stuck in my beat suede shoes I can't wait,
Oh what a state to be in.
I need her heart and get a Jack-jones for my sins.
She's gonna ditch that
here, people
Oh you know they just don't mean me
No doggone good
Nobody loves me but my mother
Sometimes I think
She could be jiving, too
Hey,
My nigga Buck 3000 over here, you know
My nigga Gotti, the Princess, Momma, what's up baby? ha ha
Brooklyn son, what up what up?
My nigga Lloyd,
I gotta close the window before I record
Cause New York don't know how to be quiet
Coogi down to the socks like I'm Biggie poppa
Keep your girl
I gotta close the window before I record
'Cause New York don't know how to be quiet
Coogi down to the socks like I'm Biggie poppa
Keep your girl
from flooding like dike
But they know they I just might yeah I just slip n slide
Ain't nobody catch me slipping thats fact
Feel like empty closet bitch I
I drink alone, yeah
With nobody else
I drink alone, yeah
With nobody else
Yeah, you know when I drink alone
I prefer to be by myself
Now
love in my heart all I know is sin
I'm past all them times when nobody ain't love me
Ain't nobody love me
My girlfriend ain't love me
My momma ain't love
Yo, what it is? What it do? What's goodie?
You are now tuned in to the sounds of
A Tribe Called De La Peas
L.A. New York collabo
Y'all know what
And since me and Tune had Viacom shook
I shoulda got a real-ass pirate to do the hook
Maybe Jack Sparrow maybe Peter Pan's nemesis
My power's limitless
fuck niggas clones
Read through your bitch like Junie B. Jones
Touchdown ooh, Julio Jones
Mafia shit like Al Capone
You don't come around 'cause you know
a hobby
And I came up from them lobbies
And I know you with somebody
With me you won't need nobody
Nobody
Yea yea
She got everything that I'm into
Baby,
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
I left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
Well, I quit my job down at the car wash
Left my mama a goodbye note
By sundown I'd left Kingston
With my guitar under my coat
I hitchhiked all
a new track
Not by man to direct his steps,
But I know stepping with him is that blueprint step
Jehovah is my refuge
Our God in whom I trust
His
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