Lyrics:
bring my partna in yeah that Pokey
Hes comin out that Southside, yeah the Stone
You know he's comin through with
A pocket full of chrome
[Verse 5: Big
bring my partna in yeah that Pokey
Hes comin out that Southside, yeah the Stone
You know he's comin through with
A pocket full of chrome
[Verse 5: Big
Switching my plane, it ain't a thing, when I go ride in that foreign
I put them on they ride my wave we winning again yah
Ice in the stones pockets full grown
name is DJ Run
Shoots a gift like a gun
Slays suckers one by one
Rather chill than kill
Cause the killing's no fun
So together forever
Crew be
me
'cause weapons in my music like I'm El Mariachi
Or Desperado, pushin at full throttle
Rock till I'm horse/hoarse like broncos from Colorado
"I
on tonight
You had a long day yo, but champagne by the caseload
Pockets full of pesos, it's on tonight
Oh wait a minute (oh wait a minute)
Oh wait
Ring around the Rosie's
A pocket full of posies
Ashes ashes we all fall down
Ring around the Rosie's
A pocket full of posies
Ashes ashes we all fall
[Angie Stone]
Ooh-ooh (uh mm)
(mmm) Ooh-ooh (uh mm, keep your)
Yeah yeah, my brother Guru
And Angie Stone (ooooooh-oooooh)
And DJ Scratch (yeah
kind of way
Hope you're ready to stay awake
My pockets are full of greens I'm not trying to make a scene but I dig you
You got me hallucinating ohhhh I
when I moved the pen
I thought of you when I moved the pen
I got a smile on my face, the sun on my side
A pocket full of friends and a cousin doing time
you messin wit some real O.G's,
Wit million dolla whips dat I ship from overseas,
Got a pocket full of G'z, and the inconvenient truth is that
Quality Street Music
I'm Really Like That
DJ Drama (grab the-, grab the-, grab the-, grab the-)
Grab the Drac' (Drac')
Somebody dyin' today
before you get sized up (tied up)
Play no game, speakin on my name you catch a clip full
From close range, diggin in your pocket, take the loose change
on the block I guess to rack it up
Pocket full of stones oh boy I gotta track it up
Fuckin wit you snitches man don't make me wanna hang it up
But lookin
and events. Following his father's way of life who was as a club house dj. He received an award of recognition in 2013 from Business of Fashion hosted by Asaoke
and events. Following his father's way of life who was as a club house dj. He received an award of recognition in 2013 from Business of Fashion hosted by Asaoke
Don't bring fake bitches 'round me (big facts)
Took a pocket full of stones, built a mansion (facts)
Walk up in the spot, she glancin' (facts)
Hit
is full of rhymestones
Talkin' like they livin' but that's something only God knows
I need to rewind I think I need to get the time stone
I been
Pocket full of stones
On the block we was serving (underground kid)
Put it all on the line
Ain’t nothing for certain (nothing but death)
Tryna touch me
before you get sized up (tied up)
Play no game, speakin on my name you catch a clip full
From close range, diggin in your pocket, take the loose change
Now i go by the hunch kick shit like a punt
Left pocket full of hunds right pocket full of runts
Saw my people eating and they ain't leave a nigga
Two Dope Boys in a Cadillac
Wit a Pocket Full of Stones in my habitat
Drinkin 40 Water kept me Sprinkled wit game
They say have No Limits stay Tru
in this shit nigga DatWay
Pocket full of cheesecake
Run it up relay
Get your lil ass off the block you PJ
He don't play this then we beating up the DJ
pocket full of dubs
Twerkalate it for me baby if you really want this money
Hit the stage then work that back then turn around and bounce them titties
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