Lyrics:
(that's what's up)
Fuck them haters (that's what's up)
Hey y'all got the game all misconstrued
I'm about to break it down try and talk some sense in y'all
paint the town, stay out 'till dawn
Pick up my guitar and sing a little song
And somehow wipe away the life we knew
If they ask just say I'm over you
Talk
ya
Caught me by surprise and said baby come over
I used to think of you and try to catch my composure
Used to think of times when I was there to hold
I'll have you by my side
Oh we gonna rally all round and round
Jump up and down
Walk hand in hand all over town
What a lovely time
What a lovely time
Ridin' by, drivin' high
Me and all the hommies smokin'
Dumpin' if you chokin' smokin'
Smoke slow when they hit you
Caught you might pass out
Look
Man, we can skip all the small talk
Why make small goals in a small town?
I'm tryna make it bang like a sawed-off
Get down
Yeah, I said we can skip all
talk game major
Won't go like the Lakers always kept a slew of haters
Cause his paper long like his hand draping over his blazer
His name was Vinnie Vega
was down bad
Sitting in the basement
And the best nights of my life
Man I swear there was no replacing
All these damn females that I'm so used
Zero to a hundred, I push this bitch, it's gon' A to Z
Watch how you talk to me, nigga, better watch your tone
My nigga's doggin' all these hoes, he just
towels (ok)
They been snortin' powder, I been in here takin' downers (ok)
They been countin' for hours, gettin' kisses by the thousands (ok)
Money
violate the club niggas
Screaming what, what niggas, y'all a bunch of but niggas
Always want figures but never play the cut niggas
Talk mad shit but never
$hort, don't say it tonight, beeatch
It started on a bright morning in 1987
I was in my drop-to Caddy y'all
Gettin sucked by a bitch named Helen
Nasty
decreasing by ten
As we entered a town about halfway there
It was almost raining at the train station
We put our hoods on our heads at the train station
We
decreasing by ten
As we entered a town about halfway there
It was almost raining at the train station
We put our hoods on our heads at the train station
We
**** nothing
There was a boy
A very strange enchanted boy
They say he wandered very far, very far
Over land and sea
I never been the city Vegas
All I
if they from outta town or if they lost over there,
But homie this New York over here, get Off'd over here,
No workers the boss over here, we don't go
lives, it breathes,
it talks, it lies, it has a personality all its own.
It is a genie that grants all the wishes you could
ever dream, at least in my case
enough
Just tell me what you want
I'll give all in Bulk
Ogbeni look your front
The line scatter for front
You better know your worth
Before you even talk
town go on long drives
Blast those songs, that we both like
You're telling me that you don't remember?
Like the times when we would
Talk late, all night
for raises
Took me six hours to count it, bubble wrap it up and tape it
All my bitches want allowance, plug askin' me for favors
I been out of town
to fire up
If you got the bomb, bomb, nigga, come and light it up
Yeah, blaze up, ain't nothin' like ridin' by, drivin' high
Me and all the hommies smokin',
talk too much its fear game
Bitch left i was left all alone
Heartless i was clutching my chrome
Late nights i was broke me and bro
Was trapping in
that they all love my sound, y'all better wait until it's over (woah woah)
But really the truth is, DaFlame will never be done (never)
I'm not scared
on by (right), my house for just a minute
We can lay by the poolside, sipping gin and juice
Throw some Mary Jane, and talk about our future
Together
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