Lyrics:
the police
Get it good girl, use your knees
I love them brainiacs
Yeah, my last ho had a few degrees (for real)
Back on my Compton shit
Demonic how I
my right-hand man
We rock the bells so very well cause that's the name of this jam
Rock the bells
Some girl's will like this jam and some girls won't
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
always stickin' 'cause you like it that way
You think it's hotter plus it's def 'cause it's by Cool J
Cut Creator on the fader, my right-hand man
We rock
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
Improve my means by any means necessary
We getting by but we're just getting by barely
Shit scary
Unh yeah
Just let it breathe a little
K-N-G with an X in
We get it jumping, my click go hard in the paint
We get it jumping, bout to switch guard switch lanes
We get it jumping, like Vince Carter through
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
Brown Cigarillos
History keeps repeating itself, like a Biggie instrumental
America's a glass house and my revenge is mental
Rather use my brain than
love
It don't help you be questioning my dreams
I be sitting in my rooms for hours plotting on money schemes
Ideas that involve a team I can't be
attached
I turned in all my rap chips I'm earning my bachelors
By dating all the models and actresses
I'm learning all the potholes in every single barrio
Cigarillos
History keeps repeating itself, like a Biggie instrumental
America's a glass house and my revenge is mental
Rather use my brain than throw
I died and thus my resurrection
Died to their lies acquired the holy message
When you learn Christ you choose love as a weapon
Then you turn Christ
Beautiful noises serenaded my dreams
The OG remains through me, the ones he loves and songs we sing
One thing you learn from me—is to always believe and…
you can't hear the silence
Even when it's there. Like the wind seen from the window,
Seeing it but not being touched by it.
*
Words sometimes
to learn a lessons
Count your blessings
That’s Life
Uh Yuh
We all got our troubles
And our struggles
That’s Life
But That’s Life
Aye
I put my mind up in this
of liked
The Beatles
Better
But I love the Stones
Too
Anyway
My parents took
Some chances
They used their brains
And
They're super kind
And they gave me
by the nuts and tried to take my sausage as a hostage
Ain't it obvious? Pretty much a no brainer, or should I say Cobainer?
That she's plain addicted
of love is just a step behind
I don't know, we might be stuck in the muck
Although it's mind over matter like Michael's secret stuff
We beat the Monstars in
You're not ignorant, racism doesn't exist
Mocking Rocky Yo, what up, I'm ASAP Rocky
You gettin' jiggy
Here with my mans, uh, I love bad bitches
That's my
from Far Rock hoppin'
Over the turnstile
To set up shop up top by the Jamaican spot
My joints have been a
Bop, from vinyl, cassettes, cDs and streams
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