Lyrics:
niggas my niggas
I pray the ground don't open
Till I learn to fly
May God forgive me for my sins when I arrive
The sky should open up and pull me in
the meat in ya girl mouth watch her melt
going through hoes just a notch on my belt
She drinking me I gots the be Welch
Toot my horn I'm just feeling
all I need, one mic is all I need.
So put it all on me, cause this is my time.
All Aboard All Aboard
Let me see you pull the horn, see you pull
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Sound your horn
Sound your horn
Do the kicks and the tricks, make a rainy day wander
Sound your horn
I’m all yours pull up your sleeve
Turn Monday into
take my heat
Fireball flow can't bat in my league
I'm the best rapper that's been slept on
Stick around like gum that's been stepped on
Stepped on, I
blue sea_
Aim lock on, _goldeneye_
War in the snow storm, with double-oh on
U.k. blow your horns
Put you in, i.c.u., gettin blood drawn
Doc did it,
Lil Lackadaisical
I'ma shoot my shot, like a drive-by (bang bang)
I put in the work, but you don't even try
I want a conversation, but you're always
blue sea_
Aim lock on, _goldeneye_
War in the snow storm, with double-oh on
U.k. blow your horns
Put you in, i.c.u., gettin blood drawn
Doc did it,
got a horn, I got two, okay
I don't got a horn, I got two, okay
I don't got a horn, I got two, okay
I don't got a horn, I got two, okay
Don't got
blow them horns, it sounds like
(Whoo-ee)
When they blow dem horns I'm coming
Torch in hand, yes, I'm running
golf
bag, unzips it, and pulls out,
hmm what I believe is a 16 oz silver beverage container
and starts drinking in large gulps.
Why don?t we take this
freaky
She wanna meet me
She wanna freak me
Freaky
Told her pull up link me
Fuck it drop the addie
Get freaky in the veeky
I Been Bumping Her Horn
Freaky
never been touched (when I pull up)
You're dealin' wid a real one here (pull up)
You're dealin' wid a real one here
When I'm in the mood
I pull up
the underground like they should
Dance, Jungle, House and Trance
You got to blow your own horn
Down in clubland
Underground in clubland
You want to blow your
the underground like they should
Dance, Jungle, House and Trance
You got to blow your own horn
Down in clubland
Underground in clubland
You want to blow your
the horns on 'em
I'm so hot I need a fan, and you so not you need a fan
Your beats so whack you need a band
Naw, in fact you need a hand to clap for you
See the horns goin' off, horns goin' off
I think the purging is comin'
My phone's going off, phone's going off
I think ol girly is comin'
At home
the Deep Blue Sea
Aim lock on, Goldeneye
War in the snow storm, with double, oh on
U.K. blow your horns
Put you in, I.C.U., gettin' blood drawn
Doc
up, Pull up
Pull up, Pull up, Pull up, Pull up, Pull up, Pull up
Shawty man you fine
And your real cute
And you always do your makeup in the car too
So
yeah, yeah, ah
One, two, one, two, three, four
Play your funky horn
Play your funky horn
Play your funky horn
Play your funky horn
Play your funky
Me, myself I love to max
Up in the studio laying tracks
Burn it on the CD, melt the wax
And now I'm feeling fine
Coz daily music's on my mind
And I
(Kato on the track, bih)
Big subwoofer in the back like, what's up?
Blow the windows out the frame, it's a party when I pull up
Big-big
toll
There's a rhythm deep down in my soul
Fire in my blood
I was born to rock n' roll
Feel the power, crank it up past 10
Learn every word.
Raise my
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