Lyrics:
on vacation when debt needs to
Be repaid. In love and faith, my dreams will not be swayed. Finding joy in her
I decided to wait longer before I got laid. I'm
this shit
Everyday i get it in
And i fucked up in the past
Now i can't see you again
I got demons in my life
That i be fighting till i win
We spin
[Diddy]
Its Bad Boy bitch
Scram Jones... the Clipse... B.I.G.
Let's go
[Biggie]
Niggaz in my faction don't like asking questions
Strictly gun
raining falling I ain’t
Waiting for excuses
Don’t embarrass me by looking clueless
I got that henny in my system somebody bout
Ima have some niggas spin yo
and that's all they will ever show
So the ones in the West will never move east and feel they could be at home
Get tricked by the Beast but where them gon'
Yeah I'm chilling on a dirt road
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin' out the window
An ice cold beer sittin' in the console
Memory
CENTURY (prod. AudioEscobar) - Figuero Jones & Black Napoleon feat. Elijah Yo
Intro - Figuero Jones
I abide by a specific energy
these spirits take
took a loss,
Nigga get tossed by the boss,
And I'm off the hook when I put it down Bone,
Wanna fuck with a thug, ya wrong,
All around they lay when I
victim
Nobody brang me in, blud I’m solo
Never wanna depend on other bruddas, I’m good, yeah they
Said they’re hard but I’m harder and I spin man
party, jou fokken goose verstuk weer aan my soesatie
Almal sluk 'n chill pill, sit stil en kraak 'n venster
As pappa stadig skiet om by jou show in
Bcby don't cry remove the clip
I'm singin': Dancin' in circles
Feels good to be lone-ly spin
Spin dances
Funk me downtown
I fool myself hands up!
Swirl
rolls
So I'm on the strip doing shit up on my Jack Jones
He's on his Jack Jones, me I'm on my Jones Jacks
Martin Luther King, "I had a dream" to get some
And Kay, hop out and stretch him
Outside, know I ain't let him
Get chased, you in the stretcher
And I'm still toting my Berreta
We chasing this cheddar by
a note from my Rosie's hand
And it read I'd rather die than ever hurt you but I'm in love with that tall dark man
So now I walk alone down by the river
Jones
You better give it up for the original individual
In the skies so open your eyes surprise
I fade 'em all like Jamal
I'm standin' tall with my back
some niggas doubtin', clockin', rakin' in all the dough
And since I'm doin' bad I gotta jack for they dough
Called my partners in crime, Kurupt, Nate
smokin but I'm
Tryin to keep my poise
But if my momma tell me some'n
Missin from her jewelry box
I'ma probably be trapped by my
Peers in a jewelry box
I
have land, gotta have acres
So I can sit back like Jack Nicholson
Watch niggas play the game like the lakers
In a world full of 52 fakers
Gypsies,
gon' screw dat)
[Mike Jones]
I'm from the city of the codeine, candy paint with falling screens
Diamonds in my grill and ear, you know I live
Durk on
Who the fuck is you? Mike Jones
Four-five Glock break bones
Can't see broke niggas, Ray Charles
I'm in to trappin' out the bando
Can't run
Look I be riding through my old hood, but I'm in my new whip
Same old attitude but I'm on that new shit
They say they gon' rob me, see me never do
Racks all in the stash
I'm addicted to the Bag
Focus on the money trappin', gettin' hunnids
(Run it up, run it up)
Focus on the money, trappin'
Gettin'
found (Found)
The boss around ('Round)
I've stopped the drought (Drought)
Feeling like Jack Jack, the baby (Yeah)
Yeah I'm bad but don't save me (No)
chain you gone have to shoot me
I ain't going out sad niggas know that
Whip got horses in the back no Bo Jack
Ice in my mufuckin cup no Cognac
Koolaid man
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