Lyrics:
fuckin' around
2 eyes to the sky, 10 toes touchin the ground
Bitch nigga I am not your homeboy
We are not from the same home boy
My Nina Baker bring your
excess
To try and get
Some balance
By handling some liquor
Once again
23
I’m 23
Soon to be 24
And not a single dream
Of mine a reality
Well shit,
Y'all so backwards, I don't do Backwoods
I'm a swisher man 8 in the mornin' you bouta
Get found by a fisherman
Yeaa, You guys is bitches, little girls
the kitchen they call me the baker
May the field see all of my rangers
Cherokee Bill muffucka see danger yea
I give her somethin to pray for
Dream of them days
me function like McLovin/
The bread is in the oven and I got a baker's dozen/
Southern California livin' where they dumpin' out in public/
No punk
to a higher force then I'll stomp your corpse
It's the Bronx of course, recognize the accent
One of the last livin' still-in-action general assassins
Jersey
Now we can do this a couple of different ways, it really depends
Could give them classic NY jeans over the Timbs
Or I could spit about my car
She do doughnuts in my head, over and over and over
'Til the cops pull her over
And then she say some real slick shit like
"I'm on my way by Weezy
the last)
When I do it on my own, it's double pay
But I gotta go harder everyday (In every way)
Work work work (Yeah)
Always by my 'lone putting in work work
Yeah, your lovely photo at the OT ball
Wait, why would I go I don't do that at all
Yeah, I know nothing about anatomy
Aye, or population health
and oranges
Cornering neatly she trips up sweetly
To meet the people
She's on time again
And then
I catch her by the eye
Then I stop and have to think
and oranges
Cornering neatly she trips up sweetly
To meet the people
She's on time again
And then
I catch her by the eye
Then I stop and have to think
and oranges
Cornering neatly she trips up sweetly
To meet the people
She's on time again
And then
I catch her by the eye
Then I stop and have to think
a bump that's funky
And a fool for the loop, see, a groupie for the old one-twoiee
A bass freak would say ?Oohwee,
Peace to do 'cause I like the way you
move,
And choose the course you're running.
Down at the edge, round by the corner,
Not right away, not right away.
Close to the edge, down by a river,
as good?
Where I'd really like to go
In a year or so?
Don't you want to know?
Of course!
Do you really want to know?
Yes, yes, I do, I do
By
Simmons
By the second round she ready to tap out
We both mortals but I gotta finish her
Gotta finish her right now (Finish her)
My heart empty like
ask em, they know
I had my Chekks by Kerfew
Cause I Don Ski 'd
On dirt food
From the ground
But now it's ShoTime
Got game for free
Just like a dope line
spliff is hella loud
I can't do nothing now
I guess she figured me out
I wanna flex of course
Flipping aventadors
I wanna sex at yours
She wanna lock
brushin' on the Baby Phat
Long nails now, now let me go and scratch that
It's nothin'
Got baker's dozen
Off of 42nd hittin' up the early Dunkin'
One black
Rowlin's tun he gadder no must
It is the voice of Roga
His face is the face of a son
Be thine the silent hall, O Jarama!
A virgin, the one, shall mourn thee
like Anita baker ah (boom)
Give up on that boy I can treat you better
Give you all this loving not save some for later
My dick make you feel like
I guess that's how my luck is when I order a baker's dozen
All this time and what do I have to show for it nothing
These are life lessons that we go
of making L.A. well respected
Of course with the help of the gang that's Ruthless
Peace to the homies as I do what I mean and
MC Ren is in the house, Ice Cube
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