Lyrics:
black and brown
You'll start questioning what's a fact...jack
Unless someone tells you the earth is flat
But, I want to spread the news
Yeah, man, there's
on 24's
Flats look like flapjack, pancake you ain't know
Hood nigga
I'm a play the game how it go
They can take me out the hood
But I'm a keep it hood
on 24's
Flats look like flapjack, pancake you ain't know
Hood nigga
I'm a play the game how it go
They can take me out the hood
But I'm a keep it hood
on 24's
Flats look like flapjack, pancake you ain't know
Hood nigga
I'm a play the game how it go
They can take me out the hood
But I'm a keep it hood
$150 for the the fucking ounce Flat
Niggas wanna be Too Cool fool, now they assed out Rikishi
I'm in the south in the house getting mouth from a brown
on my seat
Ten-thousand-dollar toe rings, featured by me
Bitches know it's time out
They be fucking me so good, I be like 'Time out'
They want to fuck
From the Savoy Brown LP "Wire Fire"
I'm a stranger here, I just rode in your town
I'm a stranger here, I just rode in your town
And everybody I
Chevy Sittin On 24's
Flats Look Like Flapjack, Pancake You Aint Know
Hood Nigga
Im A Play The Game How It Go
They Can Take Me Out The Hood
But
on 24's
Flats look like flapjakes, pancakes, you ain't know (Hood nigga)
I'mma play the game how it go
They can take me out the hood
But I'mma keep it
on 24's
Flats look like flapjack, pancake you ain't know
Hood nigga
I'm a play the game how it go
They can take me out the hood
But I'm a keep it hood
hang out (fuck 'em all)
Catch me by myself with all my chains out
The shit they cap about, we don't even snap (cap)
Bentley, Mulsannes, Maybachs
Shoutout Virgil Abloh
Ipso Facto I'm that guy
(Yea,Yea)
Okay yellow beam brown Glock, Louis Gunshots
Shoutout Virgil Abloh
She want alimony, ride me
"Hey, Mr Brown, what's up, what's up?!?"
And he'll, you know, he'll calm right down
Says "Oh Dot, I just, I got out of bed the wrong side this morning, I
(Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)
I slowly board the jet, it was a sixteen passenger, whoa
I can King Tut tat you up
She a very freaky
cannot get lay off
Mount a work mi have
Can't even get a day off
Who did waan fi stop mi now dem find out seh dem way off
Alright, and mi seh one by
but I paid my dues
And now no one out there could fill my shoes
And my pants and do this dance
This shit didn't happen by chance
It went slow not
the other shit that's goin' in my brain
My brother got out of jail, I only know him by name
He did a nickel and a dime in time, probably be stayin' with my
to bed
He took a book
That he never read
By five o'clock Mr Brown was dead
The Doctor came and with hardly a look
He drew the sheet and closed the book
his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out
his church ain't right
Deacon is a pimp, tell by his eyes
Mrs. Parks said, "Brother Starks, meet you at the numbers spot
Heard you got red tops out
quicky quickly made
My other brother by the name of Patrick "Sleepy" Brown
Said that our +Noize+ is the type that you should keep around
They led me
me for no money now
Never went to school, never thought about Clark or Morris Brown (woo)
'Til I took your bitch, drop her off right there by Morris
in gangs nigga
Trust is everything loyalty you gotta live by what you die by
For me and mine I ride
In AB Ac dark tint like the dark knight
With that
Traffic, dumbin shit, from ecclesiastic
Cashier, holdin out, fine, cut off the plastic
See the logo? A monument in hip-hop
Carved out, in the giant
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