Lyrics:
that's what she is,
And when he finally saunters back at three or four,
Don't let him in, put the chain on the door."
But of course I'd let him in,
down to paper
You down to bump off your kin
You think I'm lying
What thoughts be in my head as I walk around
So now you know when you see me
Why my face
Rollin' down the strip on Vogues
Comin' up, slammin' Cadillac doors
Me and you
Your mama and your cousin too
Rollin' down the strip on Vogues
Comin'
Rollin' down the strip on Vogues
Comin' up, slammin' Cadillac doors
Me and you
Your mama and your cousin too
Rollin' down the strip on Vogues
Comin'
retire!
Verse One: Too $hort, Eightball
From nineteen-eighty, through eighty-eight
I Don't Stop Rappin like my first tapes
When I was broke, I used
getting sad.
[Verse 2]
The beast saved me from various things
I get sad sometimes when I’m not playing these strings
He is no doubt one of the kings
So profound
You saved your
Son from drowning
Walked on water
The Most High
Gone shut it down
I'm feeling like a King
Yo wear the crown
I'm with
niggaz bitches all the time
Now I'm ridin on twenties wearin nice clothes
But ain't nuttin like pimpin hoes, and ridin Vogues
I live a good life, in my
We kicking down your door (kick your door)
No not baseball
But I run up in your home (not baseball)
I'm so cutthroat I will cut
You in the throat
see, when you're gone
I'll still be Bloody Mare
Sorry Joanne, Gaga come's out to play
Im so sorry Joanne
This bitch showed up to play
Sorry Joanne,
of the Texans [x3]
Texas Tatted on my arm, Houston on my back
I'm from Houston, Texas home of the Texans [x3]
Texas Tatted on my arm, Houston on my back
I'm
and kick it wit' me for a minute
Y'know what I'm sayin', come and ride wit' ya boy man, Hey!
Y'all ready know what it is, hey,
We gone swing by some
at the Holiday Inn
If you ain't got no one (nobody), then go have some fun by yourself
But whatever you do, don't let the door knob hit you on the way out
of remedies
One by one your family
Members erased like Kennedys
I’m a rapper slash producer slash terrorist
Slash illuminati grow from ear to ear
I’m
again yeah
Hennessy got me gone
You know I’m crazy mix it with Patron
Got the tempo we in sync with the perfect pace
Running my tongue down your thighs
a voice from the
Sky like "is this what you want?"
Roll the window
Down so I can feel a breeze
Let the Moon shine
On me as I'm hitting trees
The bouncer
Dreams
(Dedicated to the memory of our grandmother, Jane Nelson Lawyer)
If I'm gone when you wake up please don't cry
And if I'm gone when you wake up
on the way home
from work every day
at the local saloon
to drink half of his pay
when he came home at 10
she would walk out the door
to a part time position
not
Fuck what I got, let’s talk what I’m getting’ your man on a mission.
Talk about money you feel like I’m dissin’
Live by the grind like it’s part
Hit the block and my windows down,
Swag turned up do you hear me now,
UGK in my background,
Riding dirty playing right now,
45 south and I'm Houston
a day
Once a day all day long
And once a night from dusk till dawn
The only time I wish you weren't gone
Is once a day every day all day long
I'm so glad
jump a beat
Whenever I hear police sirens
Cause i’m breaking down plants it look
Like I am doing science
My teacher told me that I
Wasn’t gone amount
never truant
But Nikki I’m not a coward if you gone leave me then do it
I’m no stranger to pain
Remember when I hurt you and we had kissed in the rain
Its
has the world come to, I'm from the 3 1 2
Where cops don't come through and dreams don't come true
Like there the god go in his Murcielago
From working
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