Lyrics:
to teach so all of you know, yo
My name is C Starr and I got the flow
To keep on running
I never be slow
And that I got the GU just to keep you jumping
But
are those boys
Starr and Saint Hoov bitch that's who
And I roll another doob shawty what it do
Got the orange and purple plate just to show you my mood
friends, cool nigga made a lot of fans
And I give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that
So gold albums or not, I did effect rap
Uh, for worse or for
hold it down with every sound,
From pacific to Atlantic (yeah)
All of my life I've been living and repping the place that I'm from and they call it
don't know, why I'm stuck in my ways
And took back the new Hummer when I seen the new Range
They all say
[Chorus]
[Sticky Fingaz]
Yo, where
Fish is my friends and the whales is my homies
Octopuses my people, the shrimp, they all know me
The sharks is my niggas, the dolphins is with us
between right and wrong
Surrounded by the chaos but my head singing a different song
And everybody assume my background because my parents though
But I
can't forget Tim Westwood, all the music video channels
(Gomez Warez), Tiffany Green, (MTV), Elroy Smith, (BET), Bam (and VH1)
Can't forget my big
out of key
Oh, baby I get by (Ah, with a little help from my friends)
All I need is my buddies (Ah, with a little help from my friends)
I say I'm
The sweet pretty things are in bed now, of course
The city fathers, they're trying to endorse
The reincarnation of Paul Revere's horse
But
The sweet pretty things are in bed now, of course
The city fathers, they're trying to endorse
The reincarnation of Paul Revere's horse
But
The sweet pretty things are in bed now, of course
The city fathers, they're trying to endorse
The reincarnation of Paul Revere's horse
But
experiences
Balls in my hand like the grand prize game, aiming for pocket sixes
Throw backs, all that, you know when I say
Back in the day, you know exactly
my wrap
Mellow mannered but they
Know by now keep the
Hell up outta my route
Hoe boys riding coat tails
We are nothing close of a pair
If you don't
that's me, niggas killin' niggas
"Why he do that? Why he wear that?
Why he say that? Where he play it?
Oh, my God, nigga, niggas
It's bad enough, it's hard
out of key
Oh, baby I get by (Ah, with a little help from my friends)
All I need is my buddies (Ah, with a little help from my friends)
I say I'm
my eyes
my lips
are sealed
where did you go
when things went bad, anyway?
i sat beside you in that bathroom all night.
you were crying
you were
there smoking till she hella tweaking
Bout to get it down for all my friends her bed is hella creaky
Up in the apartment and them wooden floors is
ones instead
Good thing I got some gauze from a friend
I did the trick for a while, as long as my ego got fed
Superficial was my style, since
pack
And we for whatever
We get down in this pleasure heavy
And we are measured by the tens degrees of math
In a puzzle hand locked, clocked in struggle
allyways
Guaranteed you wanna have a taste dreaming
Upper on my feet no dozing
Many are called few are chosen
So I go to the clubs like uh
Where the hell
is my Adderall
Where the fuck is all my weed
Where the fuck did I leave my god damn wings
Your kids are your kids are in there tw... they're adults now
Scarface Atlantic Drive kind of Crip I can't stand are-E-D
But that's the main point in effects
So let me grab my gat - bust back
Cause this is Snoop attack
Scarface Atlantic Drive kind of Crip I can't stand are-E-D
But that's the main point in effects
So let me grab my gat - bust back
Cause this is Snoop attack
.jpg/310px-Ringo_Starr_and_all_his_band_(8470843180).jpg "Ringo Starr & His All Starr Band")
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