Lyrics:
to do this, you see what I'm sayin?
If you feel the board, you feel around
We got tracks one to track 48
We find track seven, and break it down!
never be lonely
1 2 3 4 5 6 7
Unloading on a track race car with engine revving
Truth thats as sharp as a razor by mennen
Believe in Jesus you're my dog
to say
Come on, smile with me
You won't regret it
Track seven: papercut razzledazzle
Aow
Damnit
Now i spilled more than diamonds
All over my papers
More
and riding a pony around a dusty old track
G D D7
He was running
Iiii Part-time
Still on the ride
I'll never crush when I slide
Jumpin' like Dom in F7 yeah
Highway, Highway
Still on the ride
I'll never crush when
(Verse 1: Snoop Dogg)
Drop the bomb, ring the alarm
We are here to do bottly harm
Now grab your girl
And run along
'Cuz you'll meet with me by
of the path
But I love my life so I'll stay on track
We used to hang out by the tracks
Taco bell on the weekends yeah I loved that
That and fausto's was round
a thang/
Livin by the code cause this game's not a game- I maintain/
Put my heart on tha track, words can't express
Let you feel the pain, turn lyrics into
Look
I been around the world the seven seas
Seen masterpieces that'll leave you looking deep
Catch me that's a hell of a goal
You see I move in
You can bring a bottle and we'll drink it on the track
Baby never comin' back
Well, I can just imagine about a hundred years ago
Old Number 7, just
(Verse 1: Snoop Dogg)
Drop the bomb, ring the alarm
We are here to do bottly harm
Now grab your girl
And run along
'Cuz you'll meet with me by
Blrrrd
Blrrrd, blrrrd, blrrrd
Big Blrrrd
Ayy, I got
Dead aim
I got Celine frames
Blrrrd, blrrrd
(Run it back, Playboi)
I got seven cars
Five and six she talk with me and think we click
Seven and eight just need my homies and we straight
I make a track and release on the 5th
By the 7
getting farther and farther
And the bottle keeps churnin', churnin'
Seven caged tigers fly by, fly by
Wastin' time chasing those cows that fly
getting farther and farther
And the bottle keeps churnin', churnin'
Seven caged tigers fly by, fly by
Wastin' time chasing those cows that fly
They Yuki pretty and he knows
Blessings pick 'em eenie miney mo
It feel like I'm winning by default
I just hit the city and it's on
Momma told me
7/ 10/19 - ABSOLUTE FINAL - REVISED PER POST PRODUCTION
Set: White House / Oval Office - President Roosevelt behind his desk; music plays
Or maybe your love is a railroad
That you ride when you are all alone
And you speed down the tracks
To what you call home
By 7:30 you'll fall in
with
I load my seven with six
And get to bussin' like Tackleberry
For the change and beat the charge
Like I work for the man
I do you like
wit it (Huh)
It's triple 7
I wear it on me don't call it a pendant (No)
And I got the powers 11
But I might turn evil don't call me a menace (Woah)
She
the dead
Sheriff in the yard, here comes the rest
I sat like a ghost, they all passed by
My girl cried baby this'll be my last bye
Baby in her arms
She
the color blue
While I'm pursuing the music and the mic
I'm losing the fight
Moving tonight
Reciting my writings
Avoiding the white light by suicide
It's you
ain't hotter than the sun out in barstow
Seven six O is my post west coasting head to the beach stay wavy by the ocean
Head on a swivel cause times ain't
french-braided right by my feet
Now on a accident pussy sells,
you see how heavy traffic gets pussy sells
Nigga you lookin foe yo ho main pussy sells
But you
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