Lyrics:
and stuck a funnel in my mouth
And force fed me nothing but sauerkraut
Until I was twenty six and a half years old
That's when I swore that someday
off
My connect he love me he come fo like 20 or else he ain't getting a call
It's two flat for a pound
Six five for the raw
Deuce eight for the soft
to the most, westcoast love
Fo sho though, I let you know from the get go
Pullin on my endo, rollin through the Wood with my kin dog
[Mack 10]
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
you wanna ride around
Roll up the koheeba getting
Blunted by the pound i made it to the top
Who thought I rubbled from the ground
Bird city, who holdin
have a wreck
'cause when it comes to love I get plenty, degrees one twenty
My back slipped out my dress, oops
When she gets plenty, she gets plenty
When
and star
Knowledge of Self, degree of twenty-one after
Peace in the name of I Self Lord and Master
I come to teach and preach and reach and each
with
Shout out to that boy Slim Shady for all the love, yeah!
(Sinatra)
Tell me what you know about real life
Tell me what you know about dark nights
all this cake
A hundred thousand for the safe
Just bought a pound and I'ma face it
Now watch me
You niggas see my pieces, try to copy
My Rollie
mean
Can't nobody even fuck with me aye
I be hot and cold like I'm 1 degree aye
In my opinion I'm hot or cold to some degree aye
Won't flop won't fold
it comes to love I get plenty, degrees one-twenty
My back slipped out my dress - OOPS!
(Chorus Three: Erykah Badu)
When she gets plenty, she
Call me ranch cause I come in dressing
Do what I love I call that a blessing
It's just the beginning I'm not even stressing
Making moves I call that
is always empty
I don't want the love if it fueled up by your envy
Psilocybin vibin I got magic mushrooms in my tea
I'm that hungry motha fucka yea
this reminds me of a year in a kindergarden being harassed by a mongoloid child,
Who nearly fell of the grid when finding that the teacher fell in love
love for 'em
If it ain't no drank in my cupholder, I'ma get some road rage
Wu-tang, I'm the method man, my killer Ghostface (uh-huh)
Tryna say my
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
And we about to shut the industry down
Ayo Wheezy let's get
down with my own thugs
Mo' thugs in the pound, you know it's goin down
Represent that H-Town, pop trunks surround by sound
Want to be a baller shot
had to sever
He stooped to lower levels
Had to fuck with many devils
Even flipped the stone and pebbles
He sit and he wonder
How many pounds he measured
23's
Love glidin' down the street and love watchin' Lean On Me
Love payin' ten a key, love sellin' pounds of weed
Love in the club when my thugs all
23's
Love glidin' down the street and love watchin' Lean On Me
Love payin' ten a key, love sellin' pounds of weed
Love in the club when my thugs all
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
And we about to shut the industry down
Ayo Wheezy let's get
the hammers beat
No love for the other side I'm about family
Syndicate the Dark Side that's my cavalry
Platoon Goons, C4, Two pounds a piece
223 cocked back
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
Life goes on ion' care
What you heard
Falling in love
With all of my women
But still not one
I'd give my children
Rollin on thrax
You can tell by
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