Lyrics:
SATISFIED MIND
(Red Hayes - Jack Rhodes)
« © '54 Fort Knox Music, BMI / Trio Music, BMI »
How many times have you heard someone say
If I had his
to play it by the rules but I cant help it I'm a nympho
Too many pretty women yet to meet wifey potential
Let's change the tempo
I want you and you and you
Damn, Spancy Beats
Nigga did you snitch (Huh) nigga did you snitch
(What) I'll pop that forty and have yo ass Blitzed (Boom, Boom, Woah)
Nigga did
you out here chasing your dreams it's the hardest[01:32.85]But never forget why you started[01:37.59]Let's celebrate the unbroken[01:40
Aint no lacking I stay with that 40 play with me im spraying
Mine as well enroll in southern glock came with a drum no band
Taking bout you pulled my
'm already a snake
I'ma do whatever it takes
And if it means remove you i won't hesitate
Forty days went by and I ain't change
These fuck niggas switching up
you kno might shit tight
See I'm 30 in the morning on a all night flight
I'm high like Fabo hood like Shawty
So tell me when to go like my name E-40
the aftermath[01:37.69]We make these niggas sprint away from us call em the flash[01:40.97]I took her to the lake we gon see how she react[01:44.18]That's 1 shot in yo
I done ran the streets i ran a lot but never ran away
Forty by my dick i keep it on me i might die today
Know you goin to lay low so we come through
stay[00:54.79]I´ll keep you warm after the storm[01:01.68]I feel your arms hold me tight[01:08.44]I hear our hearts pounding from the fight[01:15.42]And close to my
Mercedes[00:30.02]To put a bitch over money must be a special lady[00:32.43]That aint the way Nigga[00:33.32]Couldn't do it if you payed me[00:34.91]I'm not
I get what you say now
Wavo made a Banger , yeah yeah ( forty forty forty)
Don't ask me how im doing cuz it feel fake
I aint worried bout
Spoken
"Hello, Operator, give me room 321, please, thank you Hello, Noble Lumpkin? This here is the illustrious Potentate. I said it's the illustrious
the field[00:30.08]Uh, I'm bout to go for the kill[00:31.82]Can't even tell you what's fake and what's real[00:33.57]Pack in my pocket don't worry it's
Bad but she really ain't for me
She want me paying bills till she finally turn 40
I ain't judging how you move it just really ain't for me
Heard raps
basketball
In the backyard on a forty by sixty-three foot long sports court (what?)
Hope I don't go back to slangin' ya-yo (ha)
Slangin' yayo (slangin'
Bullet-Proof Vest
Protection is a Must in this city try to adjust
The dangers in every corner be careful in who you Trust
I find myself surrounded by Demon's in
to make it out alive
With them poor decisions
I'll leave you dead in this bitch
No abortion clinic
First stain I hit was damn near 40 large cash
Left his
Oh
Woo
Oh
Yeah
Got that .40 on my lap, I'm God nigga (God, God, God)
Hit that bitch from yesterday, she my nigga (my, my, my)
Got that .223
to miss[00:19.77]A lifetime of being not loving, defeating[00:23.01]I sang you a tune, out under the Moon[00:26.53]I was out of tune, we both knew that
looking for nikki
Whenever she is around, you know I come quickly
Vivid memories of Chicago, south side where I go
From Reggies to The House of Blues,
Never coming back like the mail man missed you
Never coming back like we up by 40
Leave you on your back like you drank 4 40's
Leave you in the dust like
Smoking by my lonely lonely
Ak forty seven for the hate
I'm counting Yoshi
Talking to my nigga for the pain
The devil want me
Leave it
I'm telling you darlings[00:02.62]It's time to make your click clack[00:07.79]It starts with a click, then a clack[00:11.67]And then you
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