Lyrics:
heavy bags
'Cause we be poppin' tags, pimpin', we be poppin' tags
My throwback game is wi-wicked
Saint Patties day, green pinstripe, number twenty
Come on, let's get the hell outta this joint
Frankie, when they get here we're gonna be dead
I know we are, we don't have a gun (Listen, we got three
all games are won
By the last one to lose
Remember
Tear until his head we break and
Trick is how to fake the first mistake
To rip and take, the easy
fortune was told
By and aged crone
Who prophesied fame and romance
Who hissed in her ear the outrageous idea
That she's also be empress of france
Lazy days I left them by me hopscotch pavement
Lazy days are trampled by my heavy feet
We would meet in some shady green place
On lazy days seems so
Won't you take my hand
Won't you be my friend
Take my advice, go away
When the days get short and the chips are down
Will you be there, will
and muddy
She was just shaking off futility
Or punishing somebody
My friends were calling up all day yesterday
All emotions and abstractions
It seems we
What we have to do is deal with it when these individuals are young enough
If you will, to be saved, not in a religious sense, but not
All I do now is dick around
When the sun goes up and the moon goes down
When the leaves are green and the leaves are brown,
All I do now is dick
off futility
Or punishing somebody
My friends were calling up all day yesterday
All emotions and abstractions
It seems we all live so close to that
And the man who pulled the trigger didn't even lose his left eye
I check Jimmy cuttin' hair at the barbershop
He plays the bass guitar like David plays
guard your souls for peanuts,
And we guard your shops and houses
For just a little more.
In with a left hook is the Bethnal Green Butcher,
But he's
stay how, how we are now
Or do we take a chance and make a change?
Ooooh oooooh and the world spins into another day
Ooooh oooooh and the world spins
rains so some day we'll be sowin'
Living through a little pain no complainin' as were trainin' for the riches
Oh, tell me where are you hidden?
Oh,
'Boom Boom'
It tells a tremendous story these lyrics are something else.
Every time you hear Boom Boom, that's a dollar change.
I don't need yo
RAPPER: Disconnected inter-connected, I wrecked it
GREEN: Not what the letter of the law suspected
RAPPER: Candy and Sublime are friends of mine
Another day dawn's grey
It's enough to make me spit
But we go on our way
Just putting up with it
And when I try to make my
Feelings known to you
[18 second intro about the Bible]
[Ja Rule]
Yeah, yeah (woo!) woo (we here, geah)
see'mon (we ain't goin nowhere, see'mon)
Remix, see'mon
(now,
(feat. Ashanti)
[18 second intro about the Bible]
[Ja Rule]
Yeah, yeah (woo!) woo (we here, geah)
See'mon (we ain't goin nowhere, see'mon)
it's the D.R.E.
Since the last time you heard from me, I lost some friends
Well, hell, me and Snoop, we dippin' again (ah)
Kept my ear
and go with this agency
They'll give you a star on the Walk of Fame
One day for kissing everybody's ass but it's
Like that's not what we're doing by
Green, I'm seein', you ain't me you just a knock, off,
Grades got, COVID but in game I’m Jimmy Neutron,
Player of the year just like an ex I never miss,
Little green, little green, it's too odd to be true
I don't think we had much, but I think about you
Are you lonely too
I know that there's a place
the green hit, huh
I'm a hey batter batter hitmaker
On an off day hands too good
I guess you should've gotten Allstate
Oops, y'all gotta make it quicker
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