Lyrics:
We've invited the world to come and stay
And celebrate the fair
I wonder if the world will understand
The homeless walkin' there.
I'm alright jack,
These niggas tempted by these slut hoes who fuckin' the block
Ain't no more love in my heart
And I don't mean to question God, but
If he kill my
dolce&gabbana
Everything in nose to find a nirvana
Miami Bali LA havana
Monkey's starving seeing what she does with banana
XXI century girl
I know what you
fashion she prefers a needle
Left or right? first left then right then somewhere in the middle
Hundred photos how she wakes in bed
Non of em is done by her
monkey with a cell phone
Million dollar message through a hundred dollar microphone
Perception enhanced, all my senses are heightened
Neurotransmitting
to stack
Send it up to God, I guarantee he send it back
Multiply it by a hundred times, y'all remember that
That's just a little jewel to get the monkey off
was the world we lived in
Before monkeys formed opinions
Survival created dead and alive
Directions were created by the ground in the sky
Our eyes were
learnt this through
Experience my heart
Still needs repair
It's been broke a couple
Of hundred times now
I don't think that's fair
Finally I find myself
a Ferrari and Jag copper, you a glass shopper
I blow marijuana the color of grass hopper
I ain't a regular nigga
All the promoters pay 100 more to bring
‘bout it
You is a lame with them smiles
I'm skipping detention and
Countin' them Benji's
I'm going monkey, go see me
Banana clips sitting right by
drive by
This what you wanted all along
I'll admit took a couple hundred songs
But now I'm back in the trunk and it's kickin'
Now I'm back in the trunk
nightmares
When she wake up I'll be right there
I said Gucci thugged out
And even if I could I couldn't fight fair
Baby, would you please wait the night there?
Trigga the realist
Forreal getting the digits
We go by the thousands
Keep 100's and 50's
Invest in yourself, invest in your bitches
Ricchie Ray
hydraulics when vexed to catch flicks
By Mira max or Kodak
I looks beyond the door like 100x for wordplay
Breaks out analogies like pollen do allergies
that monkey nigga in high school
Sit at the lunch table, steal and eat his damn food
The pretty girls, they say, Michael a damn fool
I get my work on,
Knuckleheads spreadin' gossip all over town
Every time I drive by you're just standin' around
Hundred-bottles in your pocket, forty-dog in your
Das ist
Gorilla-Gangster-Ghetto-Motherfucker-Shit
Gorilla-Dick in deinen Arsch, blacka blacka
Dschungel-Stars
Wenn der Monkey kommt macht er Uga Uga
pushed around
We invited the world to come and stay
And celebrate the fair
I wonder if the world will understand
The homeless walking there
I'm
sittin' back thinkin' bout the time
When a nigga get a 100gs think he went down
When I look for loyalty in the game it ain't fair
'N' thangs ain't da
100 now, that girl nasty
I'm never lettin' the opportunity pass me, by
I love her boots when they thigh high
Guess it's true what they say when
than my phone screen, let's go
Fur floor, mask on, bare feet, nigga
100k a week, that's a bad week, nigga
I can sell dogs to a cat freak, nigga
Sell
by my banana, dumpin' and punkin' monkeys (okay)
Don't nobody live with my mom but a bunch of junkies (okay)
Donut dunkin', bitch, I ride glazed
by my banana, dumpin' and punkin' monkeys (okay)
Don't nobody live with my mom but a bunch of junkies (okay)
Donut dunkin', bitch, I ride glazed
lived in his car
At one point you went solo
I know you were tryin'
But your songs just sounded like
A German Shepherd dyin'
A hundred million Backstreet
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