Lyrics:
(hot tss)
Cabin fever every day and night
So open it up
You know wassup
Knuck if you buck
Don't give a fuck
Just open it up
You know wassup
Knuck if you
the tropics-tropics with a white chic mixing tropical
Whole crew came through in the cockpits for a roadtrip now let's switch topics
Take the whole world by storm. Take
don't save no money when i pull up to the strip club
I be throwin' hundreds i can even get your Bitch fucked
Thats the dirty money gang we got it by
dancin' by myself, so I don't slam my eyelids, but
Compostable cups, pop a penny, I-I can't stress this enough
I would hate to mess things up
But my boogie
up the pot got arthritis in wrist
Broke as a disc I couldn't get a bad bitch
Cant pay chic's to dis now they hands on my fit
Make packs disappear I do
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
the summertime
Chic-a-Cherry Cola lime
Prison don't mean nothing to me if you'll be by my side
mind
Open up your mind
Summer days passing by my love.
Eternal summer 's what I'm dreaming of.
Sandy summer, sunny minds, forever!
Rainy days, coming
mind
Open up your mind
Summer days passing by my love.
Eternal summer 's what I'm dreaming of.
Sandy summer, sunny minds, forever!
Rainy days, coming
it's not what it seems, or
Open, open up to me
C'mon open up to me
Show me where you wanna be
Tell me what you wanna be
Is it really what you need
Isn't
caught in the sink
Where they get cut up to fit my physique
Critique my chic in this brand new mink, go
Bitches running round, down, pussy take a trip
far
Should've used a crowbar
Got caught driving with an open case of PB in my
F-150
Keep the chains with me
Got more drip than the corpse of Walt Disney
fine)
Love it when she switch it up (switch it), me and her, we mix it up (mix it)
When I'm soft, she gets it up (gets it), when I cum she spits it up
holla
Money's the leash, drag a bitch by her dog collar
Now ho follow
This is my ghetto story like Cham, Ice-P is the Don Dada
Open the Frigidaire, 25
coat
Suppress it with the antidote
Feel the tension in the surface
I'm doubling up the dosage
It's surging up the voltage
Could be going supernova
heard it
Talking hard just to end up
With your murdered
Few converted gave they life to the lord
Cause their wounds couldn’t heal once cut by the sword
on up from your slumber
Baby, open up your eyes
All these victims
Stand in line for
The crumbs that fall from the table
Just enough to get by
All
on up from your slumber
Baby, open up your eyes
All these victims
Stand in line for
The crumbs that fall from the table
Just enough to get by
All
(I'm Hot) Open the door, feel the breeze
And park that ass like Aj's and Free's
But this section's E's behind the rope
If your not with me freeze
wine for a minute, on my notorious shit
Tell me what you wanna know, it ain't simple just to open up a door to yah
Gotta take time, wanna read you like
daddy say so
~Turn around ~
Emotional strokes Gave her hopes of eloping
Behind these closed doors Is why I keep these chics open I'm as freaky as they
yourself and your fam dont fall through the cracks
Tryna be a perfect man cant stand by yourself
Need a team to build wealth
Open up
Open up
Let go of your
rollin up that gas that's that Zaza,
Big vibes if you switch sides you gone get fried,
I remember back in the days use to get by,
Live life, 3rd eye open
a mademoiselle on each arm
When I'm human again
Only human again
Poised and polished and gleaming with charm...
I'll be courting again
Chic and sporting
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