Lyrics:
Its just kind of a vibe that the doctor prescribed
I do it all for the tribe
You do it all for the likes
Aight thats all for now, Sike
Thats Dave
blanca
I got the lethal, you couldn't put a match to it (to it)
Let me know, yo, or we could do it like Stuart
Mind over matter (uh), action is needed
There's my man hanging out at the back
Till I cruise slide through the dance floor
I've never seen a club so hyped before
Get on the mic if you're raw
from the bottom did it by myself
I ain't gotta prove myself
That's how you lose ya self
Love the way it feel with them hands on me
Spent a ticket
who's camp is all a--holes
You rap about money
With no cash flow
Trust Me you lie about what you got
Damn it's disgusting
You run your mouth
See
of the beast
Can you please pray for me?
Get God on the phone
Said it won't be long
I see jiggaboos, I see Styrofoams
My hood going brazy
Where did we go
niggas holy goat, to my music, they feel like they know me, so
I get deep with this shit like I dug a hole, drop that shit, you can feel it, it's gon'
So many times
By holding back I let the good things pass me by
And then one day I asked myself the reason why
And like an answer from above you
Bad bitch, pardon me, I say, "What's up?"
Educated, so I put her in the cut
I need a girlfriend, I need a girlfriend
Two hoes and I think I did
So if you got beef better think again
(Number one)
Cause you can't win
(You can't win)
I guess you know by now who's number one
Brooklyn,
they shake, they jam their ear,oh yeah.
So, loosen your body and let me take control.
Let's rock and roll.
Here we go. Here we go.
Here we go.
And hi, ho, hand me my shovel
I'm liable to dig my hole deeper
And it's off to H-E double hockey sticks I go
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm
move that thang
Make me wanna slang wood like a lumber jack
Make me wanna slang wood like a lumber jack
Make me wanna Timber
Say fuck your lil flow
So many times
By holding back I let the good things pass me by
And then one day I asked myself the reason why
And like an answer from above you
chance for romance tonight
Wo-o
I need you by me
Beside me to guide me
To hold me
To scold me
But when I'm bad I'm so, so bad
So let's dance
was no ice age here
So you are richer and your mouth is stuffed with lotuses
Once you would beheaded for that
The old scrub, remnants of a frontier
To fill the hole in your soul
You feel bad, let me tell you, we all get the blues
Sometimes life is a burden, weighed down in your shoes
When it's bad,
The baddest Bobbysoxer that you ever seen
Reppin' my team
We real all the time, so my squad keen, bing
Dave, it's me Sinatra and my boy Dean
The way we
weed to get by
Round stay fly, B steak fine
All over the scene, and scream and get live
You know me, got them blood shot eyes
No reason to keep
of the story
Niggas wanna hear a nigga chat like it's Maury
Fuck that, you niggas better bask in my glory
They call me to slide through the store cah I'm so
Paint job on the stop sign turn it green
Too much going on for me to think about you
I know that they doubt me but it's open house soon
Imma make
Yo yo, it's your boy Dave East man
Ayo MAK11, talk that shit
This right here is Candle
Harlem to Canada
I done told em what it is
I still want me
hate me but i got too many g's behind my shoulders
Always been deleting all my oops like when a rat getting eat by a cobra
I've been growing so fast in
is a soul that's blessed
So I'm never stopping I'm never stopping
Something like your ages and the stars I'm never dropping
Pitbulls me and Dawgs we
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