Lyrics:
wasn't going our way
But a credit card that I'd found would
Get us to the next town
With just a switch of his Montana plates
I remember at Evanston when
to be music that did it
But then again times have changed man, who are we kiddin'?
I'm managed by my friends that I grew up with
I'd rather give that
Yeah it's about that time, yeah, haha
Time to take off, partner, alright?
Hustle Gang, uh huh, G-D-O-D
Get your doe or die, partner
Yup, leggo (Ayy)
want
Ooooh, you want mine, I'd give you kind and gentle
Just forget the mental, you put your heart in front
[Chorus]
Playin' the number one
Bankhead, shawty, yeah you know what it is
Pockets full of number of rubber bands and bills
Came up around that standard wheel
Was finna do a deal about 60
visit,
She's just glad I'm around and sometimes so am I.
But I just wanted to hand a CD to a marketing guy so he could hand it to Mr Universal.
I'd get
[REPEAT CHORUS]
Number Forty zero said to number Three
You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see
Sure I'd be delighted with your company
Come on and do
[Chorus]
Number Forty zero said to number Three
You're the cutest jailbird I ever did see
Sure I'd be delighted with your company
Come on and do
into some 'balming fluid
Show your I.D then pass it right back to me cousin cause see I'm a minor
And these wet daddies got your partner sweating like
New Jersey night
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around
Number one contender for
New Jersey night
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around
Number one contender for
Mmm
Oh yeah, oh yeah
Oh yeah, oh yeah
This my third phone number for the month
Tryna play me like I'm crazy, bitch, I ain't the one
I need
I'mma
Talk to these niggas
It's not a problem, partner
Get you some guap, but they listen
And all of us gifted, nigga, all of us gifted
I just toss
your my partner in crime
The only one I trust with secrets i hide
The only one I rush to get back to at night
I know you understand why I left you
New Jersey night
Meanwhile, far away in another part of town
Rubin Carter and a couple of friends are drivin' around
Number one contender for
graduated I'd have a little school money
But in the sixth grade I wanted to be the school dummy
And flunked outta school with the flag pole
And left my
what's wrong come here
Let me take a look
You say you got burnt
Your man should of wore a rubber
What type of partners you have
And whose your
monster, be a reputable motherfucker (motherfucker!)
(Ew!) Real mash with my Spanish (Spanish!)
If ain't about no gouda, partner you can vanish
(Ew!)
a block monster, be a reputable motherf***
Real mash with my Spanish
If ain't about no gouda, partner, you can vanish
Don't get put up in your place
Give
ba-ballin' uncontrollably
"Tracy, I joined this class 'cause I thought I'd be cooking with a partner
But she's never here, and I don't get twice the credit
many nights like this
When I could call you
And you could pick the phone up
'Cause you was my partner
And you was there for number one records
the better, holding your sweaters
Writin your letters, see all this changed
When we're in front of the kids
If none of ya did nothin I'd still be the same
So
breakfast is
God's state the biggest state like Texas is
Made to double deficit's and the licenses
Run up a number, best it
Is, that's the evidence, yeah
my partner
He mixed friendship with our business
Broke up with my bitch
'Cuz she was too much in her feelings
I may fuck her friend
Fuck it I may
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