Lyrics:
It's the dippy dippy don, now you heard that
Let's take it back, where the original Tim the bird at?
I got shit here to make you down on twelve-pack
Where all are but fantasies of each other
Could one reclaim their free will
From the intangible hands of their slumber?
Is my logic overridden by emotion?
acted dumb
When you'd see me after school?
But I wasn't no fool No sweat lost
Time passed by Now look who's boss
Probably never thought about you
[Wayne]
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
What, wha, wha, wha, wha
Cash Mo-ney Millionaires
So take it there
[Juvenile]
Yellow Viper, yellow Hummer,
life, shit, I got guys that gotta free
Juveniles don't get no life at seventeen, he was eighteen
They gave him life so we gotta pray and believe
have no regret
We drive by the places wey people neglect
And they dance by the places we na wey fit elect
Salute
Don't see me outta the road
And get it
Ain't Worried Bout It cause my mane lie
On Two A pack too fly
Selling in the street no B by
Why they call it white president
Niggas all I see is this
[Intro by TQ]
I was just a young boy
The remix, this is the way we do it
[Verse 1 by TQ]
Now I'm standing on the corner, high as fuck
Thinking 'bout
ooh (to the rim)
And these pints I got, some of 'em I sell, they is not sealed (not sealed)
Take somethin' off that extra, I like extra money, that's
got to say, "Amen"
The Lord done blessed me with his grace, I wish this day would never end
We represent the slums, where we from, we feel they bump
tip top is the bottom of genius
Looking at hip-hop, I get pissed off 'cause I wanna be DMX, even a remix
And I mean this
'Cause what do I write about,
Boys that represent that U.P.T.
And where they be, three hundred and fifty degrees
Shop on that Ramp, shop in that Lio and Josephine
Shop in that
pockets
And my wave grease would amaze geeks and freeze fly chicks
Where they stood, I never lost the steps, stay splashin'
Not one of these just got
represent 'til I fall under the dirt boy
I run wit' Juvenile, BG, and Turk boy
And we the hottest, of the hottest
Of the damn hot
In helicopters with my
Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
Ten months in this gut what the fuck
I wish moms'd hurry up so I could get buck
Wild juvenile rippin' mics
Tanqueray and Hennessy until I cold hurl
Ten months in this gut what the fuck
I wish moms'd hurry up so I could get buck
Wild juvenile rippin' mics
Cause I know that's the moment they taking advantage believe it
(Wow)
How come I changed
How come my feelings are so goddamn strong
Why can't I be numb
damn, I really miss him
Ran up my money but still ain't happy, like, what I'm missin'?
I guess they blinded by the diamonds, the fame, and the millions
to be nothing less
I got to grind for my family so they don't deal with this stress
Yeah I know that I'm blessed, but my head's still a mess
I got
u blood spill
Stay calm if dem say fi bill
You don't wanna find out
What they mean when they roll up 6 deep
Hollering n***a where you from (Where
a rubber cause I heard she was a freak
They say she keep it cleaned up
But I don't want HIV brah
Take her straight to the sheets
Her name's on my beeper
smoking
So I advise you just to stay inside
If they catch you down back for sure you takin' that ride
Downtown, rilla
Where niggaz doin' time, be waitin'
they said “sorry gotta go”
Back on my BS, I’ll snap on a remix
Everything that I will say, I do mean it
Back for part two when part one was the cleanest
waiting for his first diss track
Since they said the first one ain't stick like that
Dj Dacick 1 man, ya'll know where the tag go
Right here Dj Dacick 1
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