Lyrics:
make a sea,
One day at a time
Change begins with you and me,
Ordinary miracles
Happen all around,
Just by giving and receiving
Comes belonging
type of shit, it happens every day) uh
(Niggas) grab your dicks if you love hip hop
(Bitches) rub your titties if you love Big Poppa
Gotcha open off
type of shit, it happens every day) uh
(Niggas) grab your dicks if you love hip hop
(Bitches) rub your titties if you love Big Poppa
Gotcha open off
doubt that you're goin' to house sit in that outfit, and those skin tight Levi's
Every word that comes out your mouth's a fuckin' lie
Oh, it's spring
bedroom door
It turns to a stage, they're gone and the spotlight is on and I'm singin'
And when I'm gone, just carry on, don't mourn
Rejoice every time
love
It's something that I just can't deny
I'll read your each and every feeling
When you need me to
So now I gotta let you know
This love's for you
love
It's something that I just can't deny
I'll read your each and every feeling
When you need me to
So now I gotta let you know
This love's for you
teams
Just so I can make it rain all spring
Y'all seen my story, my glory
I had raped the game young, you can call it statutory
When a nigga blow up
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end of this song
Seem like the whole city go against me
Every time I'm in
Guess he knew one day that we'll become us
That's just how it is when you live where we come from
Fight, don't run
Is the motto we live by
Get 'em
Bitches get sprung when I walk by
I dunno if its my ass, or maybe 'cause I talk fly
But no lie, as soon as I speak to em
They all want me to screw
on a
Microphone on the stage cold illin'
The knowledge I drop will be heard by millions
We ain't the problems, we ain't the villains
It's the suckers deprivin'
with the bad
I've been disappointed by every bitch I ever had
Either she was dick crazy or cheddar mad
Shame what they did for them jeans and them
we're gonna suck our own dicks
Wait, what?
What?
That's disgusting!
No, it's not
Hey, look, it's Shy Ronnie and Reba!
It's a celebration and we're
Hey baby you forgot your Ray Bans
And my sheets still orange from your spray tan
It was more than soft porn for the K-man
She remember my Sprinter,
the bad
I've been disappointed by every bitch i ever had
Either she was dick crazy or cheddar mad
Shame what they did for them jeans and them leather
on a
Microphone on the stage cold illin'
The knowledge I drop will be heard by millions
We ain't the problems, we ain't the villains
It's the suckers deprivin'
the way dear
Til we get to Las Vegas
Whatever happens in my room, it stays in my room like movie night like cable
Treat every women in my stable like
bangers
Guess he knew one day that we'll become us
That's just how it is when you live where we come from
Fight, don't run
Is the motto we live by
Get
the spring
I know I'll be back again
If you don't know what you do
When it's over and we're through
Watch what happens every spring
What was dead is
rocked it well
But instead he rocked that
Hair full of braids
Braided by his girl Leecy
Went to Simeon, nigga had game kinda cold
Never killed a soul
So we
to get by the dope dealing, fatal killings
In fair times so writing rhymes
It ain't just the police
We kill each other just lost another brother
Fast
night it was a dream
This morning a fantasy
Back when the only fan I had was a fiend
Meet me by the Acura cause the cops like
To get help from
on a
Microphone on the stage cold illin'
The knowledge I drop will be heard by millions
We ain't the problems, we ain't the villains
It's the suckers deprivin'
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