Lyrics:
I responded by saying hello
She paid for my drink and then said: "Let's go"
20 minutes later things were starting to cook
As we pulled up into her
trademark grimace there.
REFEREE:
Twenty-one.
COMMENTATOR:
They used to call him Laughing Williams because of his dour demeanour. Going for the blue
Snoop)
[Snoop Dogg]
10-20-71, the day I come out
Two days later, I'm runnin' my mouth
Mom's put a bottle to my grill
I look her in the face and I say
to love me
Later on, lay it on me
Later on
Wait for me to hit you up
By then I’ll be over the edge
Blues will breach my system by then
Two whole years, it
with me at least those in favor
And if we don't meet before I leave, I hope I'll see you later
Once I was twenty years old, my story got told
I was
with me at least those in favor
And if we don't meet before I leave, I hope I'll see you later
Once I was twenty years old, my story got told
I was
make it major
I got my boys with me atleast those in favor
And if we don't meet before I leave, I hope I'll see you later
Once I was 20 years old,
major
I got my boys with me, at least those in favor
And if we don't meet before I leave, I hope I'll see you later
Once, I was 20 years old, my story
with me atleast those in favor
And if we don't meet before I leave, I hope I'll see you later
Once I was 20 years old, my story got told
I was writing
my boys with me, at least those in favor
And if we don't meet before I leave, I hope I'll see you later
Once, I was 20 years old, my story got told
I
my boys with me, at least those in favor
And if we don't meet before I leave, I hope I'll see you later
Once, I was 20 years old, my story got told
I
always seemed to bore me
'Cause only those I really love will ever really know me
Once I was twenty years old, my story got told
Before the morning sun,
out of favors
Ayy, jacker think it's sweet, I'm strapped up now, I'm strapped up later
Two hunnid thousand, Yaper, put a hunnid on your taper
Ayy,
coming by
I done fucked your bitch a hundred times
What the fuck your bitch got on her mind?
My fucking dick
I call her dickhead
Spicy like a Big Red
shotgun, coolin' with my man fresh Wes
The royal blue Brougham was a drop top rag
You could tell we was pimps from the Las Vegas tags
'Cause that's how we
20 years later somewhere far across the ocean
Here I am, chillin' with the homies on some grown shit
Thank god that I made it this
On some grown
still the jam
And over 20 year later
They still rocking for the stoners and the skaters
I used to watch videos by Plan B
Dream about hitting up
or die chick
Sittin by my side
While I'm on my grind
Livin this life of mine
Blows my mind
And she one of a kind
This for my blue heart love
Summer 2014
And heard a nigga talkin shit so I had gone to the car
And now the judge is tellin' me that I had gone too far
And now we gone for 20 years, doin' time
And heard a nigga talkin shit so I had gone to the car
And now the judge is tellin' me that I had gone too far
And now we gone for 20 years, doin' time
figga, coochie licker, relationshipper
Damn right I'm wit' her twenty/four/five, she gettin' thicker
By the daily, as a child they couldn't fade me
glory,
Just always seemed to bore me
'Cause only those I really love will ever really know me
Once I was twenty years old.
My story got told
Before
the sport
Coats of the season
And surrounded by his whole Odd Future crew
The ascendant singer opens up to
Amy Wallace about his crazy
Year including the bomb
I'm starting to wonder about my luck
When it'll run out
Sooner or later
I'll be hit by a bus any day now
Are your eyes blocked by cataracts
You
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