Lyrics:
Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl
(My digital girl)
Not a day goes by (Shawty)
Without you on my mind (Shawty)
Donna Karan underwear (Baby)
got the key, I don’t knock on the doors (doors)
I don’t knock, no
She wanna fuck on me cause I got hoes (hoes)
Funny how that goes
I got the TEC, it’ll
snap
You swear that’s ya right hand man
Why you talkn behind they back
What comes out ya mouth, goes Straight to your head, oh yea das cap
Das cap
Das
I am
Be my baby
Working all week can't wait til the weekend
Not a day goes by that we not speaking
Grandma asking if I had a girl to relieve
Sing It Sing It Loud 爽就好
不管有什么天气 We Ganna Have A Party
明天太阳还是跑不掉
Show Some Love 一点的爱情
Have A Litte World Peace
昨天在工作的路上
我发觉世界不太和平
前面那堆自以为美的丑女
stay looking hunk
Day goes on
Time goes by
Turn some music on
Look at the sky
Brown paper bag taking a sip
Walking the streets
Shit my life’s a clip
Who's peering over the counter
And who's peaking under that sill
Who keeps an eye on everyone that goes by
Who patrols all the souls on our hill
It's
It was all just by design
When I wrote these
Just to realize my dreams
In the OT
Zen Zygo
Where did I go
I'm just that man from
India
Ahead of my show
And it goes on
Kill a pussy nigga with his pantyhose on
The gun is equipped for what ever hand it goes on
To kill a backpack nigga with his
just some khaki
Brown lil' Dickies
Got them pounds and chickens stuffed
In coffee grounds and fishes, nigga
It don't get no gangsta than this
Fucking
Down from the big brown Boo-Yaa town
Forget the ounce, instead try to slap a pound
Pump, y'all
A riot pump, y'all
Riot pump, y'all
Pump it up,
and you're mesmerized by your people
All that brown skin, all that brown skin
High like heroine
Feel that Cali wind
Pune, had the biggest show I ever
of peaches
Stops a postman passing by
And summer goes
Falls to the sidewalk like string and brown paper
Winter blows
Up from the river there's no one
to hang out in the sunshine
And although green grass sometimes turn brown
It's refreshed when rain drops come falling down
Creations starts and it's
of peaches
Stops a postman passing by
And summer goes
Falls to the sidewalk like string and brown paper
Winter blows
Up from the river there's no one
be opposed
To scientific breakthroughs
Don't be the real source
Of real fake news
Don't peddle hatred
By raising false alarms
Don't rip the children
the sauce, she be lost in
Tongue between her legs by that creek
Like I'm Dawson
Took it real slow, like I'm on codeine
Left a smile on shorty face
Cause
and flips when I slaps the hand
Of my mellow my man, Malik be
Here I goes, negroes best to know the flower
The professional, best in those skills that
Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
If that bitch tell on me, I'ma do a fuckin' drive-by in her colon
With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete
back chat
Just finished a show now we straight out the door got a bag and it looks like a ransack
I'm a 5 foot 10 savage and I don't hold back when it
back chat
Just finished a show now we straight out the door got a bag and it looks like a ransack
I'm a 5 foot 10 savage and I don't hold back when it
goes the high notes
Off to work we go
Flow tight
Like Snow White
Ski trails of fresh blown
Cold as a Summer night
Plus a firework show
One swing and your
Life as we know
Comes around
And it goes
Badmind
Egos
Nuff strife
Many war
Sanctions
N vetos
Conversations
In memos
Mind is ancient
Modern clothes
longer on timey and was never on Loud
But cooked rhymes that make the Chefs of Wu proud
I'm top cloud to rain on your show
And still "anything goes when
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