Lyrics:
motherfucker would love to see me fall
Like that, that
When we sell this load
We'll have twice what we started with
Yeah, it's that old mackin' fast
Old school
they keep moving the casserole
We doin barrel rolls
I'm dodging horns left and right
Like ya'll the bulls I'm the matador
I love my passional (bitches)
need a Hutch
I'm doin' numbers so when a star skate through
I'm a let you see it boy, like Star Eight Two
Easy Star, I ain't on that star ish
You act
till she snooze
Yeah I pick and choose
I like all my bitches by the twos
With a bottle of that 1942
Bad bitches on me yeah, they comin on my jewels
She
and side to side
Then I let the Alpine play
Bumpin' new shit by NWA
It was "Gangsta Gangsta" at the top of the list
Then I played my own shit, it went
Dear Slim, I wrote you but you still ain't callin'
I left my cell, my pager, and my home phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you
phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not've got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I
phone at the bottom
I sent two letters back in autumn, you must not've got 'em
There probably was a problem at the post office or somethin'
Sometimes I
verse on Brown Stains
We gotta do it again let me
What are you doin'?
Just goin' in, man, you know
Gon' body some shit cuz
What kinda draws are you
aggressive
They wanna see you good, never doin better
I'm running fast, hit the gas, niggah catch up
In this world not of it
All the shit you enjoy I can't say
You know what you doin' when you move like that
You know what you doin' when you act like that, for real
I know when you lyin', would you keep it
Diamonds jumpin' on me, bitch, they doin' Hopscotch (hopscotch)
Niggas ain't seen no thug popstar (popstar)
'cause they gon' know who it is when we slide
Da da da da da da
Yes yes yes yes yes yes
It's me again baby, Timbaland
And uh, we doin' somethin' like dis
Hear da beat?
Uh
Say what?
That's
his mind
If he could speak down from heaven
He tell me stay on my grind
Tell him I'm doin' fine Obama for mankind
We ready for damn change so ya'll
what's going on
Baby i can't leave these drugs alone
I know it's bad for me but ima keep doin wrong fasho
Me and babygirl, yes we in love fasho
Love all
doin damage on a 24 track
With confusion to finish my conclusion
Arhytomatic rhymes from a radio cat
You can't take what I got coz I'll be takin it right
when I'm inside it
No shame, I ate her pride
Tickled the pearl tongue and came up smilin'
Two dips a dip, and now we ridin'
Bed to the sink, sink
going demon hunting (brrraa)
Call me Vinatieri
We kicking shit
Three and out
We punting
1-2-2-4 rings
I need a sling
I got crippled by money (yeah)
ridin' with it
Me and Brodie picked two different lives we on two different routes
I've been havin' motion in this shit so I've been in and out
Had to cut
Yea, so we got this tune called "for women" right
Originally, it was by nina simone
She said it was inspired by, you know
Down south, in the south,
doin' whatchu trynna ruin b**** I am not stupid
You run up a check
I run up a check
We runnin' up two then
I live in side my head almost all day
Trynna
and doin', and reignin' again
And the gutter, and stutter, and killin', and chillin', collectin' the rent, and
Jammin', and slammin', and, damn, it's
Too
watch the road
In a 65 doin' 24
We live fast and we ride slow
I got time to spend you got time to blow
We don't go to rush
(I'm here whenever)
Lost
rich
Becoming obnoxious when I think to many thoughts which don't allow me to be a human being
Being human
What am I doin?
Screwing up by doin' too much
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