Lyrics:
and the Christmas tree girl
Left st. Ives found another world
Brother and sister side by side
With a crazy new town as there guide
Left home 18 now
At 19 Left there
Walk up into Chili's with a happy meal takeout
Squirt some St Ives on the cashier make him break out
I'm the hardest rapper 802 be the code
Call up
Gone off 1942 it’s litty when you with me
Ives St. Laurent in the meantime
With no regrets it could be nice
Wish I could make time last longer time
they get dropped off
From pickin up bitches, hittin switches
St Ives to Ingbing I'ma do my thing, yo
[HOOK]
[Verse 3]
All my playas who rock tan trees
off, then they get dropped off
From pickin up bitches, hittin switches
St Ives to Ingbing I'ma do my thing, yo
[HOOK]
[Verse 3]
All my playas who rock
Lanson, West Looe, Sticker.
St Ives, Mount Wise, Charlestown, Feock, St Breock, Connor Downs.
Mithian, Stithians, Downderry, Cremyll Ferry, Trebilcock,
hand
In walked Jose Cuervo what was margaritas man
I talked to the wise man cause, yoh he's distinguished
His name was St. Ives and he spoke in old
meets Khaled
Don P and eat salad
Walking around, my feet Bally
Sisquo and St. Ives
Six guns, eight knives
Potato on the barrel of it
Make you niggas
Belaire like St. Ives
Wanna fuck with a dope dealer?
Or keep fuckin' them broke niggas?
And I don't fuck with you ho niggas (nah)
Rollie yellow like
Belaire like St. Ives
Wanna fuck with a dope dealer?
Or keep fuckin' them broke niggas?
And I don't fuck with you ho niggas (nah)
Rollie yellow like
the sound
The crowd it will erupt
And run amuck
Back in the day
In LA with Kurupt
I had that St. Ives in my cup
And I spilled it on my chucks
Heyy
Listening
hand
In walked Jose Cuervo what was margaritas man
I talked to the wise man cause, yoh he's distinguished
His name was St. Ives and he spoke in old
"Get Revenge" is the motto
Crack sacks to, pull jacksta, down St.Ives bottles
Representin
G'yeah come on, uhh
To the West, my Gz, to the West
busters, soft as shit, St. Ives
Careful how you move, already used up eight lives
Keep 'em in my sights, take the ninth when I blast
Best to learn
you irk my skin baby St. Ives
I still pull up on you whether night or day time
When it come to real love baby ain't no break time
And when you know what
of sight
Boutta take a flight to a new time zone
Change my address to St. Ives
Still pull up in yo girl’s dreams every night
Still wake up with a steeze like
If he can't get high
He'll ruin my night
You can't take my good time
If he won't stick by
Then why do I cry
On a yacht
Took a trip to St. Ives
In
I could hit you with the seasoning
Popped a e I'm yeeemin
Rubber on the cement
She nasty
Ouuu my St. Ives ashy
My whip fit six
Five bitches in
to jack me
And didn't even use St. Ives
Feeding me with straight lies
Meanwhile
The niggas she was with
Was trying to creep Round'
So I thought I was Moses
they see a nigga steppin bet these bitches start to checking/
For my good side baby get my good side/
Look/
Aint I/
Clean like St. Ives/
Drip till
what was margaritas man
I talked to the wise man cause, yoh he's distinguished
His name was St. Ives and he spoke in old English
He said "you'd better
onto st. Ives
Shifting till we hit five
clicking at my hip side
shift it left and hit right
Trucking in an X5s
Disco off the road
shotgun across
housewives
Pussy cheap like St. Ives
I'm with the shits, shit
Just drive by, we outside
You know the vibes
Kaboom, we outside
Are you all for real
Y'all
creases flat, where the Phillies fit it
St. Ives and 211 take it to the neck
And keep the Nina on his hip in case of disrespect
Holla blood this and blood
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