Lyrics:
Fki
"Yo DJ Day-Day, you a fool for this one, man"
Yeah, took four Xanny bars I ain't remember nothin'
The fourth for every show, nigga get
into my bed (Laying in my bed)
My third mistake was loving you more than I should
Oh, I really should know better
My fourth mistake was sitting with
plus wrath, y'all do the math
Now the third, you probably heard from MOB
They say use them rocks to make em envy
Envy, the cousin of jealousy,
cousin died
I need a perm like Andre, then cut it off all to a bald fade
Stashin' bitches in my crawl space
What's in you wallet? Bitch, I work for
Family reunion, fourth of July
It's been three years since I've seen it
Now I remember why Aunt Charlotte's at the door
Big smile on her face
But an ounce of your own power
And you've drowned no one
But your brothers hips in hot
Lemony snicket is my cousin, ha
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there in the blink of
An eye girl quite whining
Lemme get these dollars
Down when You Could Be taking me down!
Everyday we back and fourth
With the same
That's what I said when I got out my last deal
Some people can't relate
Sleep is the cousin of death, that is some Nas s***
And when it's cold outside
Crazy Jane made her mother cry
Melt down on the fourth of July
She slammed that door, didn't say goodbye
She was long gone on the fourth of July
She
um Cold Chris
Fourth of July never how I thought itd be
I had some luck
I had some serendipity
Wasnt thinking bout my little joint kissing me
My little
a sister to me
I'm sayin' we was the tightest
Since the fourth grade
I'm talkin' walks to Popeys
For biscuit's and lemonade, it's on
In the Chi, she would
a farm down Jacksonville Florida.
Little sail boat, make rounds in the canoe on that lake, oh yeah.
I had a cousin whose names were Sandy and Mandy.
I
Orson Welles
Walk in Chanel, they like, "How the fuck you need more Chanel?"
I got these cats tuckin' tails on fourth-quarter sales
I'm used to seein'
no gas in the crib we was huddled up
Late nights wit a bitch I was cuddled up
We ain’t goin back and fourth on no dumb shit, you was trynna steal
fish sticks on the weekend
Shared the same bed that my cousin used to pee in
Dreamed to be the Huxtable's, settled for the Brady's
Black and white
That's what I said when I got out my last deal
Some people can't relate
Sleep is the cousin of death, that is some Nas shit
And when it's cold outside
That's what I said when I got out my last deal
Some people can't relate
Sleep is the cousin of death, that is some Nas shit
And when it's cold outside
slab off of Bouldercrest
By my fourth slab I was paying rent
Mama said I was responsible
I was raised by Dr huxtable
I ain’t never been comfortable
Hot
Cousins runnin' round
Auntie playing cards while
Grandma puttin' it down
Y'all get out my kitchen
Soon as we wake up
Open up your presents
This what
flow, cousin
Pumpfake on the real drill, you getting' domed, cousin
Know something', I find out you bad, we gone roll something
Know smut on top my name,
niggas felons and they fly
My niggas felons 'til they die
They never wrong, always right
Light it up like it's Fourth of July
I just might raw dog in
Time is the fourth dimension
And a measure in which events can ordered
From the past, through the present, into the future
All signify that we are
the funk in grand
Here comes my man
My brother, grap lover, get wreck cousin, c’mon
Call me the grap lover, yes, the younger soul brother
Keep your
The rich man in his castle, the poor man at his gate
And the god that made us high and low bows to the fourth estate
The three lions on our shirt
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