Lyrics:
Let's dream, c'mon
They tried to tell me in school that I was a lost cause
'Til I dropped out in my second year as a sophomore
The teacher,
them like waste-boys
All tens on my side
Even ten-plus waistline
Let me see you ride that bassline
Like drop, drop drop, drop, drop
Okay I want it bad,
blue
My second time, your first time
She let me hit on the first night
Foreign cars, muscle cars
Y'all niggas just ain't living it right
Drive fast,
mothafuckin' gone
Ain't no signs that I'm stowin',
Though I'm knowin' that I'm wrong, bring it on
Out to get it, I need cash by the stacks
Need a new pair
paid" room
Road blocks when Cole drops, they push back they rollouts
That's right pussy, make room, stay tuned, nigga
Talkin' like you lit, yo' bitch
and fast
Lock up 8 niggs..kill up 10 pigs
??? and fuckas are ?altered? by a 2
Now what else can I do?
Fuck, fuck, fuck and plant my seeds
Leavin' kids in
I just, I just took they money like I rolled a seven,
Yeah
I had that gas up, not talkin' 7-Eleven
And I heard she fucked with Mac-10, I gotta Drop
'you know a wise man once said, never judge a book by its cover, always read the whole thing in the bloody book shop and then decide if you wish
I know it’s been a minute baby
But I need another second
I’m pushing thru the city
Street lights passing by like shooting stars
If it hadn’t been for
push me 'cause I'm close to the edge
I'm trying not to lose my head, ha-ha-ha-ha
It's like a jungle sometimes
It makes me wonder how I keep from goin'
the hard-core, real raw, underground
My name is KRS-One, and it's REAL!!
[Xzibit]
Well it's me, down with D-are-E
X to the Z rocks any party
Rocks
bruisin' in the back of a Mustang
With style and finesse I'm never second best
Drink beer for breakfast pass any piss test
Mai Tai's no tie dyes I don't
bruisin' in the back of a Mustang
With style and finesse I'm never second best
Drink beer for breakfast pass any piss test
Mai Tai's no tie dyes I don't
understand I got a day, and I would start to think of you
There's 10 seconds, I'm about to win it all bitch
I was flipping, flipping packs up in the halls
and countin', bout to be two M's up after I drop GC3, dumb ass niggas (yeah)
Run up an M, had this shit, kept on scamming
Fentanyl diamonds, they crazy, they
nothing comes for free
I need a crib out by the beach
Hope the plug will drop a key
Or do I go back to the streets
Put that on my ski
We might pull up 50
sticking around I'm just stopping by
Unless you gonna shop unless you gonna buy
First I swing my door yeah
Drop my four yeah
Used to pray five times a day
I'm at the point
If you ain't gang you a Opp
I see the world as a goldmine
Time to open shop
I'm a treat the world
Just Like the block
Push
Here you go!
That's not mine!
I should've told you, I drop bombs!
You're not the kinda gal to
Bring home to mom!
I'm from the Overwatch but I've got
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
[Drag-On]
Uh, let's go
Whoo! Drag-on, baby
[DMX]
Come on
[Chorus: x2]
My niggas is the niggas that'll ride with me
My niggas is the niggas
Work that cat to the right
Push it down
Push it up
Boom you dynamite
Lick it up like ice cream
Nigga you know
To make me bow bow bow bow
needs wipe
Fuck a solo hoe, you pull up in pairs of two
Hold up wait up give me one second, I gotta drop a deuce
All these shorties want my dick because
finest, I'm country best
Puttin lights out train, just get in that dress, now c'mon
{Chorus 2X: Timbaland}
Twerk a little, twerk a little, let me see
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