Lyrics:
in the crack
They don't believe that stuff I'm bound to be
I gotta leave, I can't come back
Lido Pier suicide car, Lido Pier suicide car
Lido
Malcolm: “We was supposed to go in, and just get all the jewelry and loot out!”
Malakai: “I'm sorry”
Malcolm: “But you niggas got trigger happy...
I'm sliding in that Maroon 5
New money, all Franklins, pockets full of them blue guys
I ain't pull out, so what, shorty got her tubes tied
Yea yea
I get
Baby throw that ass like Rio
Hit up Lido Beach with a leo (Yeah)
Put a little lime in my Tito's
She a bad bitch
She throw it in a circle like a big O
Pan
I don’t roll with a fairy
if the little tinkers act up then I bell JC and it all goes crazy
In spirit, I’m dripping
If I back it out its no
street, heading to the Buzz in BK
Don't mess this up! I'm depending on you and your skills
You see how I bless you? You know you're dispatchers real
Thank
the Rover
Then she pulled me closer, do me in the back of the car
Put me in handcuffs start ripping my pants off
(All you hear over the dispatcher is)
the Rover
Then she pulled me closer, do me in the back of the car
Put me in handcuffs start ripping my pants off
(All you hear over the dispatcher is)
You wake up in the morning
And fall out of your bed
Mean cats eat parakeets
And this one's nearly dead
You dearly wish the wind would shift
You wake up in the morning
And fall out of your bed
Mean cats eat parakeets
And this one's nearly dead
You dearly wish the wind would shift
Ah
Look out, it's the Funkadelic Funk for chumps
Who don't be knowin' my name, I tear the frame out ya punks
I make ya slide, make ya slip, make
open and barf in it
I'll cum in your moms box and
Let my cock spar with it
Put something hard in it, go hard in it
Then pull out then stick my whole arm
Squadron
Movin' like one in unison
Beg your pardon
What they call me
A hundred on a Harley
Out of nowhere, and keep you surfin' like Brawley
Narley!
(Ah!) Look out, it's the Funkadelic Funk for chumps
Who don't be knowin' my name, I tear the frame out ya punks
I make ya slide, make ya slip, make
you never blast though
Got a safe in your crib, sham, you know the code
Search, spoke out, 3, 2, 1, that's zero
Took the see notes and flip mode left
(Ah!) Look out, it's the Funkadelic Funk for chumps
Who don't be knowin' my name, I tear the frame out ya punks
I make ya slide, make ya slip, make
If you want to get me, go ahead and try it
Snatcher, dispatcher, biter never been a
Instead of takin' me out, take a girl to dinner
to Lido's
Can you feel it?
Must be weary
Oh, so good; oh, feel so good
Well, I've never been to heaven
But I've been in Oklahoma
Well, they tell me I
Annie took it all in stride
Cause deep inside Annie had aspirations
Wanted to be a chemical engineer
Making fifty to fifty-five thousand a year
Her
Annie took it all in stride
Cause deep inside Annie had aspirations
Wanted to be a chemical engineer
Making fifty to fifty-five thousand a year
Her
2Mop Treball on a blimp
Trey want Kylie I want Kim
I'm out in Cali with my kin
Just left rally's wasn't it
Benihanas she want shrimp
Plenty hundreds
on me, save me please
If I'm goin' alone, I've been gone for so long
Ain't nobody, you can't hear a word
Perched in the night, lookin' out nowhere
pass out
But I wake back up
Keep on running so you can't catch up
911, where the dispatcher?
Yea, bro not him, make a disaster, dancer, prancer
Lay down
the police
Oh na
We shoot first and dial later
Dispatcher told me check his pulse his pupils dialated
The industry repostin me they say congratulations
But in
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