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my Biarritz on top
Let the motherfucker bleed until it drip and let it drop

I'm still that young boy that had a pocket full of stones
But now I'm sick
[Chorus]
I got bobby by the pound Whitney by the key DJ Screw by the gallon b**** the game belong to me 
I got bobby by the pound Whitney by
the things that we'll do
Fall into the river our pockets full of stones
Full of stones

Life comes along and it trickles down the cheeks of every beautiful boy
they know I got a whole pocket full of stones 

Chorus:

I gotta pocket full of stones
I gotta pocket full of stones
I gotta pocket full of stones
Get my own bling bling,Pocket full of ching,
Top of the class when the bell go ding,
Shawty so fly,shawty so fresh,
you can tell shes a dime by
Fill your pockets full of river stones
For us, deep beneath the soul
On your stockings a songbird sang
Alone, all alone

Oh, these things that hold
they know I got a whole pocket full of stones

[Chorus]
I gotta pocket full of stones
I gotta pocket full of stones
I gotta pocket full of stones
[Chorus]
I got bobby by the pound Whitney by the key DJ Screw by the gallon b**** the game belong to me 
I got bobby by the pound Whitney by
demeanor can't be shattered, I'm followed by the man
I follow through a fully-executed blueprint plan

I grab a crate for my DJ and work wit a can
I rock
me
'cause weapons in my music like I'm El Mariachi
Or Desperado, pushin at full throttle
Rock till I'm horse/hoarse like broncos from Colorado

"I
That trembled in the sun
And turned to stone as she grew older

She bought an El Camino
And a pocket full of pills she called her
And swore she's
in the ceiling are painted in blood
The lights go down, the red curtains come apart
The room is full of smoke and dialogue I know by heart
the main event
Got a pocket full of game bring the main intent

Six bitches phone numbers on the same napkin
Now that's what the fuck I call a chain
on tonight
You had a long day yo, but champagne by the caseload
Pockets full of pesos, it's on tonight

Oh wait a minute (oh wait a minute)
Oh wait
don't lay down on the railroad tracks
'Til after the train is gone.

You don't swim out in deep water
With your pockets full of stone
You don't get
as a coroner's needle
I got a pocket full of rocks
Man, I shake like a cold chihuahua
I got a runny nose
And a road map on my arm
I blew my gig poking around
on tonight
You had a long day yo, but champagne by the caseload
Pockets full of pesos, it's on tonight

Oh wait a minute (oh wait a minute)
Oh wait
The lady keeps the doctor in a place inside her pocket
The circle made of silver like a wreath
The doctor gives the strange love but the lady she
the middle of the map where the river run deep
Up I-55 where them niggas run D
Got a pocket full of stones along wit Bun B, Pimp C
Love didn't have it, I
Cause I ain't really trynna talk to ya'll
Got a pocket full of stones, grown with a pocket full of bones
I'm a class act, I follow with the chrome
Lane
'Cause I ain't really trynna talk to ya'll
Got a pocket full of stones, grown with a pocket full of bones
I'm a class act, I follow with the chrome
Lane
wear it if it's in the mall
Seen it on the blog
These motherfuckers cost
Yves Saint Laurent
You can tell by the font
I do what I want
Wake up when
passed by, missed me
Wondering who plotting to get me
Alphabet boys still plotting against me
To hush me up and stuff me in the pockets of history
name is DJ Run
Shoots a gift like a gun
Slays suckers one by one
Rather chill than kill
Cause the killing's no fun
So together forever
Crew be
So soon to say it's over 
Lets see what happens later on 
I'm 16 the world just opened wide
I've got a pocket full of change 
I'm tired