Lyrics:
Swear by the end of the week got the two on the bed and their both on their 4s
While you be liking her pictures I swear half of the time she be messaging
Now everybody do the Bart (do the Bart, y'all)
Now everybody do the Bart (do the Bart, y'all)
2 Live, bring it on back, that's how you move
Bring
dreaming
Hoping we all live a life with a meaning
I swear I’m tripping when I lean
Catch me out here tryna get that cream
Married to the money she my queen
and stuff (come on)
Now honeys play me close like butter play toast
From the Mississippi down to the East Coast
Condos in Queens, indo' for weeks
Sold-out
and stuff (come on)
Now honeys play me close like butter play toast
From the Mississippi down to the East Coast
Condos in Queens, indo' for weeks
Sold-out
got me in a good mood
Good weed good brew, good scene good view
Hood queens goodie two shoes, goodie goodie gumdrop
We bring the good food,
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
Ayo, Queens get the Money long time no cash
I'm caught up in the hustle when the guns go blast
The fool retaliated so I had to think fast
Pull out
RITA ELLERBY
V1 8
Rita Ellerby on her way to grade school ,
Passing by jits rocking 2 live crew,
Rita Ellerby on her way back home,
OG'S under trees
eyes
Painted toe nails, legacys die
Drivin by the well, egyption queens, Arabian shieks
Are paid to knock off rich kings, for the joy some sing
snakes and cakes
Fiends found in lakes, jealously Jakes we shake
What I strive for is what I live for
Infatuated by material things in this wild life
snakes and cakes
Fiends found in lakes, jealously Jakes we shake
What I strive for is what I live for
Infatuated by material things in this wild life
What up Queen 3D Na’Tee!
What’s up 2-TONE!
You know we ‘bout to blaze this track on our grown and sexy right!
Yeah! You already know what it is!
Time
houses with the chandelier
Me and my crew, mad cans of beer
It's copin', live vibe, still eyes open, it's clear
Presidential suites at The Tangier
balance of the battle axe
Irons is brandished at, thugs draw they hammer back
It's where you find the News Two crew cameras at
It's where my fam is at,
dissin' a
Unofficial that smoke Woolie Thai
I dropped out of Cooley High, gassed up by a cokehead cutie pie
Jungle survivor, fuck who's the live-r
My
Wendy Williams, ooh
Catch 'em at the club sipping, fuck around they missing, hold on
Big pimping, iced out my crew now my mission complete
Pimp C, I
heaters on you
Spittin' back live rounders, with five pounders
If we meetin' on two, I put a beatin' on you
Your sound's tired buddy, that's why I'm
shaka's
Small head-build, means you the small-time nigga
With small thoughts, and small means, of gettin' small figures
By all means, expedite, "Live
slam
I want to be the kid to make the real live single
To make the party people in the crowd shake and mingle
(Yeah well Shy you can do that with
brain, attack the track like we some animals
Mechanical, live wire jaw, rap cannibals
Fire force survive behind bars, like we unhurtable
Swervin`
Now everybody do the Bart (do the Bart, y'all)
Now everybody do the Bart (do the Bart, y'all)
2 Live, bring it on back, that's how you move
Bring
it's alright
Back with my Uncle Snoop
Like it's 2 Live Crew way back with my Uncle Luke
I get MIA with your bae, chuck up the deuce
Feelin' like I
goin' crazy
Catch you by tonight, it's alright, it's alright
Back with my Uncle Snoop
Like it's 2 Live Crew way back with my Uncle Luke
I get MIA
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