Lyrics:
girl in a club
Went by the name of pecan deluxe
This ice cream was high maintenance
When I took her out
Nearly cost me twenty bucks
Met this chick
funny (uh) shake it honey (Let's get it)
Take it money.. now let's get it (Let's get it)
[G-Dep]
Creep with your people
Though my shit is Sweet
funny (uh) shake it honey (Let's get it)
Take it money.. now let's get it (Let's get it)
[G-Dep]
Creep with your people
Though my shit is Sweet
yonapkin full of drugs
Too exclusive in the back
She was in the club
Who is that nigga if I ain't that nigga?
It ain't thing poppin' if I ain't with
SOILED IN REGRET
It's fun murdering words that are blood curdling,
By now, you must live under a rock, if you ain't heard of him.
Madchild, I don't
of that stolen mountain,
as buck v. bell. but when billie's arm bent fumi's
note then muhfuck this paramilitary weatherman
and his tired navy blue.
be movin' wit
Caught up in the things that the street game confused you wit
We're provin' it
Let it be known if retaliation
Home
friends down
Until ya family up"
If I bring the fish by they cookin'
It's a fish fry
My friends make the fish fly but
They ain't playin' Candy Crush
I don't
revolvers I can let twelve spin
Hop in my Benz, push it to the limit
Buck-sixty, who wit' me? My to well
Twisted blunts and inner conscience
Telling me that I
Form guerilla hands to pick me up by eight
It was a sweet night, the weed gates don't stay open late
Check my bank roll, remove the tints
? is pet charm,
to prove
You gon die wit that hate in yo heart, it ain't nun to lose
You gon die if you ain't playing yo part cause my niggas don't play by the rules
I swear
Young hunks
Cyberpunks
And sweet things
Trying hard to change your luck
Baby thugs
Bad spuds
And mean things
Living for today or maybe even
funny (uh) shake it honey (Let's get it)
Take it money.. now let's get it (Let's get it)
[G-Dep]
Creep with your people
Though my shit is Sweet
they got Moose and Bear and eagles flying free
Deer stands hunting shacks campfires kicked back
Good people the farmer stopped by with a fresh sweet corn
don't give a fuck that he paid
I don't give a fuck how much he weigh
Niggas die every fuckin' day
Broad daylight, hit a nigga with the K
By myself, I'm
Born in Trinidad, not Tobogo, land of steel pan and calypso
Cyop is a buck and a buck is a cyop
That's the real true thing and a natural fact
This
pick up truck
Got her at the junk yard for a couple of bucks
And I think about her often but it ain't that deep
You know I like my beans baked and I like
They say I shot a man named Gray
And took his wife to Italy
She inherited a million bucks
And when she died it came to me
I can't help it if I'm
They say I shot a man named Gray
And took his wife to Italy
She inherited a million bucks
And when she died it came to me
I can't help it if I'm
You're taking two to your head, I'm coming fed
(Is he dead?) Yeah, he dead
"It had to be a murder"
"Cause I'm a fucking killer by nature"
"It had
limit after that so I did my Master P thing
Middle fingers to my enemies
Working on "The Documentary" with Nate Dogg sipping my Hennessy
First thing I
Engineered by Deekay
Yessirrrrrr
I be the man and the myth
Had me like who, had me like him
Is it
Been on it, life is a trip
I be in bits, chasing
to the mic on a beat and just rap a bit
Somehow I make more sense by accident
When I'm rapping it
She too sweet like syrup (Sweet)
I'm tryna get into Europe
[Sweet Sable]
Living in this world
What's happening?
Living in this world
What's happening?
[Guru]
What's happening...
Check it out
.jpg/300px-The_Real_Thing_(1972).jpg "The Real Thing")
_ "Every Little Thing")
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