Lyrics:
This is the true story about mackin
Check it
Times are changin'
Talk about it
More so each year,
But the Early Mornin'
Stoned Pimp is here
(4:30 in the morning, mira)
You know what I mean, mira
Dame te culo, mami (give me my shit back)
Yo, Fat Joe and them is here now, word
(Shine
BLUES HAD BEEN MY HANDLE
Years ago I got me a CB radio
So I'd be safer on the road at night
That's how I came to know a trucker, "Jersey Joe
This is the true story about mackin'
Check it
Times are changin' (Talk about it)
More so each year
But the Early Mornin' Stoned Pimp is here
(yeah)
To Get Some
More Weed And Stay Fly
Just Another Way To Get By
Too Much Drugs Got To Get High
That's What I Do Don't Ask Why
Queen Kush
Og
Ak
running
Just keep me coming
And I come running
Cause I'm your dog
Baby I'm your dog
So whenever you call
I come running
She's impressed by a fat
got wise by hard livin'
I sleep all day, smoke haze, manage` women
I spit these hard rhythms, it feel like a car hit 'em
So leave that boy alone, can't
My nigga I think we got one, well, another one
Theres so much of these mo'fuckers
Weezy
Oh my God
When the Remy's in the system
Ain't no
the throttle
Son and our key ( anarchy )
Will not be
To copy
Chris Wallace and Pac
Up in the lobby
More Black Men gunned down
Oh this cannot be!
Who shot JMJ
Nip
teller to
Holla and hit the throttle
Son and our key ( anarchy )
Will not be
To copy
Chris Wallace and Pac
Up in the lobby
More Black Men gunned down
Oh
coming
And I come running
Cause I'm your dog
Baby I'm your dog
So whenever you call
I come running
She's impressed by a fat boy
Cadillac, weed, pistol
More wings than clutches
Cease roll the hash
It's in the pocket with the nine
Lick off the wine as my seats recline
I want a presidential Rollie
So I
(woo)
They play Pop so much it feel like he still here
Got us woo walkin', wearin' Dior just to be clear (facts)
COVID-19 shit got Fred The Godson
One
likes you, like I like you
I'm aight with her, she aight with me, be my part time loverr..
[Verse 2]
Girl your ass fat like Joe, you real sweet like Ja
like an angry dragon
Might even do both, I don't mean to be bragging
I did always wanna get a bearded dragon, get it
So much junk packed up in her trunk
the bird you can call it a sign
I came to body em, I'm never worrying
Thinking bout numbers leave that to the followers
Talk so much shit are they rapping
yuwannahoe? (So don't worry)
Don't hate on me (Get the fuck outta here)
I don't know why
They hate me so much
Dedicating more then half of their life
To doing
the sheets with my radio
Turn down low
So nobody know
It's the late night show
Hopin' to hear Hey Joe
Jimmy was my hero
Head blown by Type are or was it
of stones
He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'd leave me alone
Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
And walked around the mall with his radio face off
Plus
of stones
He nicknamed me K-Rock so they'd leave me alone
Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
And walked around the mall with his radio face off
Plus
to party, we came to party, we came to party
Aiyyo, step in my area, and I'ma bury ya
Tha Likwit crew is blowin so the more the girl the merrier
So
beat
Call yo friends around, then call the police!
Im ridin' wit my flow, it take up four seats
So I'm gon ghost ride, but with no sheets
One man by
so they'd leave me alone
Bulls jacket with his hat broke way off
Walk around the mall with his radio face off
Plus he had the spinner from his
you notice, what I saying, it's all facts
8. I'm inside like Fat Joe, used the lean back
9. You out back, I got my strap blow your steak house
10.
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