Lyrics:
live in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
jump in my car, I do it every week
DJ's who know call me Mister Short
All
Your girls, my girls, my girl, my girls
Oh girl, hi girl, by girl
Lookin' for a white girl but I'm not Tyga
But you know a Tiger would
(Wood) if a tiger
really love you
Oh, you're my best friend
Oooh, you make me live
Oh, I've been wondering round
Still come back to you
In rain or shine
You've stood by me
judged by the hairs
On my chinny chin chin
And I'm able to hit a skin (girls giggling)
Just like my man Puba Maxwell, so I'm smooth
Yeah, Kane, he get
Shit, you motherfuckin' right
I'm the bitch that's keepin' it live and keepin' it hot
When you punk ass niggas don't
Nigga westside, what! Bring
a man I could be your side ting yeah
Man I hope this girl's single by the way she whining
Bruking it for every man she can't by my ting
And I don't know
on gram
But she doesn't want the clout
I told her that I'm tired but she wants another round
Baby girl when I'm with you I can touch all of the clouds
by all the beginning
It was round the summer time when all this happened
By the Ida's B's walking pass I ran into Eze Jackson
We started rapping
paranoid every time that I blink
Even more scared by the time that I sleep
Walk out the house while envisioning
Murders finishing me
I'm just tryna live
the world thug loving like pop Hey You're the one, boy your loving takes me round I can feel it every time you live Boy your loving takes me round One step
hear us through the walls
So fantastic
How she clap it
She can make it round of applause
Girl you got me so impressed
At how you make your booty flex
Rocking Bravo Bravo Charlie
When we pulled up at the party
Bitches play 'em like Atari
Riding 'round in that Rarri
Baby girl, I'm sorry
Oooh yeah
We riding
⁃ The pain that lives inside Hollywood Kole!
V2.
• Hollywood Cole was just chilling in the club with his girl on a Saturday.
• His girl was so fine… I
my self surrounded
By the odds of our own end enough said about it
I'm spendin' all my time driven round fakin' clever
With a girl who seems all
your lovin' to?
That girl who catches every eye or the one you can set your compass by
You set it by her soulful smile, the fire in her eye
And the way
to Florida City, Opa-Locka
By way to Overtown and look at this city
Open to Grove and the South Miami
Wedwood Highlear, look Eddie, look 'Bana
Some many ice
lying on my bed, the illusion
Of a spiral staircase falling by and to no end
We're not gonna live this way (where now do we go from here?)
We've got
Oh girl you’re the cat
and lemme take you out
(I wanna take you out)
Say meow meow meow meow
we be like tom and jerrry
lets go round and round
(Woo)
sings new lyrics when they play this one live, and they seem to be about heroin and their dead pal Kurt... Submitted by Rene
LIZZY:
I'm sin
Done
hood rich
Come and get your girl, 'cause she got me on her wish list
Wipin' off that coral blue #2 lipstick
Used to live at home, but I got my own bread
the rain
Ah man here we go again
You live to see another day
Riding round listening to chief keef
See them out in traffic and then beep beep
Spin it back
ghosts like they some divas
Benedict Arnold, no we ain't standing 'round for treason
Live fast die slow, feel alive on the weekend
Shawty's heart is cold,
go wherever they go, we'll be 'round the world by the end of the month
And it's like Kdot, good kid, track 4
We gon' move everyday through the back
Love life you live, that's the motto
Can't take it with you, that's the motto
Gotta keep it with you, that's the motto
Lately I've been running round
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