Lyrics:
One, two, three, commando
Three deep in the Lambo
Knee deep in the bands, ho
Touchdown in your end zone
All I needed was guidance
Spending money, no
Mm, I don't mean to insult
But my scars are opened up
I know you've done right by me
Sweet times now hard to find
We've no time for luxury
3 o'clock
One, two, three, four days I'm here without you
I almost got my feelings and not so worried about you
I showed my pain deep you see I'm stronger
I was
and rewind it
four, five in the morning, got me up writing these songs
Cuz three, four, five in the morning
Lying about your love, girl you know you'll get
One, two, three, four days I'm here without you
I almost got my feelings and not so worried about you
I showed my pain deep you see I'm stronger
I was
touch them niggas but they 3D
Look, Nikko, every rhyme you spit is 3D
Deep, dope, deranged, like you drive a big Jeep
Range miles ahead, widescreen up
Oh! Taxes! Taxes!
From the NEW cMERICcN SONGBOOK® Music by Bruce L Warden
that drive-by
And ain't did nothing but drive by
Listen shawty I'm telling you this for your own good (uh)
Everybody is the man in they own hood, for
for transition
Don't talk too loud, you might find yourself missin
Look into my eyes, all you see is will to survive
By any means, retreatin
You saved me [4x]
Gave me a second chance
You saved me [3x]
You saved me
Now i've been sitting in this chair
Waiting on the phone to ring
that drive-by
And ain't did nothing but drive by
Listen shawty I'm telling you this for your own good (uh)
Everybody is the man in they own hood, for
You know sex 'em up a little bit
You know what I mean?
You're the honey that I see when I'm riding by
The one giving me a feeling that I can't deny
Two, three, four
Love Earth
Love Earth
And your love comes back to you
Love Earth
It's such an easy thing to do
Love Earth
Till the water
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
story about a nigga
Who lives his life by the fuckin trigga.
Gotta get my serve on, nigga you don't hear me though
Throw up the hood, might blast
Now every time I see you
You touch the love so deep inside
That's all I want to tell you
Now that I found you
Don't take your love from me
me,
it's like I'm standing on the edge of a high tower by kanie,
Ya'll are rootin me to jump, nobody stoppin me,
It's like a drug filled rock n roll
never cooks
no time write my book
and in the end I ain’t got nothin’ at all
Time Waits For No One
a year goes by in the wink of an eye
Time Waits For No
the tectonic plate shift I
Create is so great
That by the time you reach me the earthquakes
The booth was my birthplace
I'm used to the static
They say I got
Eradicating frequencies polluted by garbage
Aim to raise the turn-out for the harvest
Higher powers, noses covered in powder
Scared that winds of change bring
good luck
But the homie who ran. Mmmm
One Time gaffled him up
(Chorus 3x: Scratched by DJ Unknown)
Get your ass in the car.
Ho hold it now.
Keep
Trying to get up to come down
Got that playa shit by the pound
The gold with the lacs and the crown
Make it where them hoes come around
Trying
the tec
I'm catchin body baggin niggaz like deez up
Town ? the ki's, flippin twenty-three G's
Around the way bustin pills by the fuckin pound
{ } = Mr. Mixx in a deep voice
Intro: [Excerpt from a porno movie of a woman being fucked]
Mr. Mixx:
Yeah, bitch. I know you used to clown
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