Lyrics:
by somebody that still live with they mama
But that's the only way she know, to get away from all the drama
As for books, the mind is a terrible thing
tell 'em (Too late, he, gone)
Then I see how y'all gonna react when I'm (Gone)
My last girl want me back then I'm on
Fine stay, you got the grind hey
tell 'em (Too late, he, gone)
Then I see how y'all gonna react when I'm (Gone)
My last girl want me back then I'm on
Fine stay, you got the grind hey
a dime piece, I would sex her for real
Ghost head like Ray Stantz in the Ectomobile
Yeah when we hook up it's the most tantric
Slowing down time I'm
l'm gonna love you
Yea, I wanna love you
Girl, ugh
(Vibe'n)
I wanna love you
Prove that I'm the one to
Whitney Houston choosin
I'm the man u gone run
Hoochies pop their coochies and slap their hips
Even when in Texas with no gear troopin'
That's when I find the baddest broads in Houston boostin'
on an adventure through the making of
The album: Cherry Bomb take a seat
And relax
Yo, what up, it's Tyler
And I'm about to show y'all
What really went down when
I
to the Universe, its gone' be some hurt
She opened up showed me things I never seen
Poured down a blessings, its gone' be some things
Don't understand but it's still
the grapevine you lookin' for me
Couldn't be, cause if it was you would be bookin' from me
Shook when ya see Nelly rollin' in the GS-3
Hangin' out the sunroof
hit it
My children need clothes, if I wasn't rich I'm comin' rob one of you bitches
My heart so cold, when I run down I'm standin' over with that
in big bones call out 4 door,
Might flex on my ex pulling up in 3 double O,
I creep slow when I’m sippin on the Moe,
Attitude on go when I’m dealing
, somebody's lickin' shots off
Security's gone, I'm trapped in the club
And I'm tryna run and get my motherfuckin' gun
(Nigga, what about your wife?) Nigga,
, somebody's lickin' shots off
Security's gone, I'm trapped in the club
And I'm tryna run and get my motherfuckin' gun
(Nigga, what about your wife?) Nigga,
a whirl
Didn't give it back to me
Now I'm all around the worlds
Searching for the girl damn damn
Houston
We have lift off
In 5 4 3 2
I just went
a sound
Also, there was a name beside the door
Mr. James Dillingham Young
When the name was placed there
Mr. James Dillingham Young was paid thirty dollars
cameâ??
Give me another chance
Because I can do it right
I can do it right
I've got to do it right
Because if I don't I'm gone
I'm real gone
And I don't
Produced by Scott Storch
The effort I'm gone put forth
I'm ma blaze a track like a human torch
H-Town's my stomping ground
A legend from the underground
You
that I couldn't ever plow
Together triple three on cloud, king and queen with the crown
Pull you out when you drown, looking up never down
So why now
double down
What you mean by that Wris? Imma dumb it down
I go deep inna dark when you not around
That mean I'm leavin em leakin
Ain't talkin bout
Big drip
said, what goes around comes back eventually
And karma is a bitch, mine is gonna be pretty, please
Remember kicking me when I was down
Cause that's
when I die, straight down, but I'm plottin'
We all gots to go but who wants to be forgotten?
I'm a leave a mark, and it won't be the mark of the devil
to your door
Come in yo house and fuck up yo décor
I'll act an ass all up on your porch
I'm on that shit like, pass me the torch
Sorry my nigga I just want
to die
So I'm begging my niggas to get my revenge
And do it the same night they put me under
Now I'm gone but this thug shit gone live on
Just write
I trap out different counties in 3 cities that I go to,
On that road from Houston, stop in Dallas back to Longview,
Hit the booty club and Shawty
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