Lyrics:
Hand me down my walkin' cane
Hand me down my hat
Hurry now and don't be late
'Cause we ain't got time to chat
You and me we're goin' out
To catch
1999 (Yeah)
TLC, M-O-B (And Goodie Mob)
The synergy of ghetto sounds for the Y-2-G
(What'cha wanna do with it?)
What it is, what it ain't
(What?)
attackackackackackack
You oughta know by now
Who needs a house out in Hackensack?
Is that all you get for your money?
And it seems such a waste of time
If that's what
let it go
And you keep movin' on, girl, I shoulda told you no
But now I'm over it
You wouldn't slow down for shit
Expectin' me to stick right by your
time, time for you
Got me reaching for anotha' whine from you
Way you movin', way you movin' It got me burn up
Way you movin', way you movin' It got me
Yea I'm boutta start the run and you are out of timeouts
Used to do this shit for fun but now it's time y'all find out
Bout ya' boy PD I think it's my
paranoid in my mansion, losin' my mind
By the window with the tip of the barrel
Movin' the blinds no need for ya commentary
Where was niggas at when
I needed
keep it movin' (Oh, ooh oh, ooh oh)
OK, It's summer time
About to party like a rock star
A couple months beatin' by like a hot car
'cause time flies
There're different shades of gray
We need to come together now
Before it's all too late
It's time to get movin'
You gotta get behind the wheel
Yeah it's
know is my time
Is you with me, is you down to ride
I just need to know is you by my side
I been out here, I been on my own
Gotta get it baby I been
no time for cautious
She movin', she movin', faster than the speed
I got her soakin', soakin', all she need
She's soakin', smokin', got me chokin'
Sometimes times movin by me
Sometimes times movin slow
Bruh
Y'all aint ready for the boy
Bruh
Cause Sin bringin pain from the jaws
Bruh
They know I
Hand me down my walkin' cane
Hand me down my hat
Hurry now and don't be late
'Cause we ain't got time to chat.
You and me we're goin' out
1999 (Yeah)
TLC, M-O-B (And Goodie Mob)
The synergy of ghetto sounds for the Y-2-G
(What'cha wanna do with it?)
What it is, what it ain't
(What?)
I be hollerin' what I'm hollerin'
And be movin' like I'm movin'
To let 'em know that I'm in here
Let 'em know I'm in here
Let 'em know, I let 'em know
time that I would ask her
Then one evening her flame of love blew out
Blow me down and pick me up!
She swapped me for a trout
Got a whale
eclipse the clock and risk
Discovering the chance time's just a floppy disk
Copy this, before a sloppy frisk
Been slobbed by the search dogs, cop is pissed
'
Yes I'm movin'
Get ready for the big time
Tap dancing on a land mine
Yes I'm movin'
Yes I'm movin'
Old tin lizzy do it till you're dizzy
Give it
a week or for a year or for a year in a day
Come what may
I'm fishing with my boat and I'm fishing for trout
Mix the Bass Ale with the Guinness Stout
(CashMoneyAp)
(VanDough)
I be gettin’ money, tell by the smell (By the smell)
Niggas hatin’, I’m just screamin’, oh well (That’s oh well)
I’m movin
another one a flyin' by my side
Well I wish I may and I wish I might have my wish come true
For if I had three wishes I would wish 'em all for you
[ steel ]
movin' on from him
Fighting against what I'm fighting for
Another walk to the liquor store
Tryna break me down a little more (I'm movin' on from him)
time he could-a been
The champion of the world
Three bodies lyin' there does Patty see
And another man named Bello, movin' around mysteriously
I didn't
Hand me down my walkin' cane
Hand me down my hat
Hurry now and don't be late
'Cause we ain't got time to chat
You and me we're goin' out
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