Lyrics:
(I got locked up)
They won't let me out
They won't let me out (baby girl, I'm Glocked up)
They won't let me out, no
They won't let me out
'Cause
When you're by my side
Stay by my side girl (boy)
Let's ride if that what's you want
Have fun if that what's you want
We could go wherever you want
just taking a break from having to make a tune
I was chilling with my cousin rude boys undercover just ...
watching the place
Sitting opposite the tube
Ayy, ayy, ayy
Ayy, ayy, ayy
(Hit-Boy)
Ayy, this that Clipse sample, ayy (G.Ry got me)
Fuck that talkin', let the clip slam 'em
Yellow bands
Get your ass off the wall with your two left feet
It's real easy, just follow the beat
Don't let that fine girl pass you by
Look real close 'cause
on the microphone?
Leave that crack alone, let's go...
Let's Go!
I said, Let's Go!
Come on, boy! Let's Go!
Better than me?
[Verse 3]
Picture that with a Kodak
I
the fools kept steppin
jumped in the fo' hit the juice on ma ride
i got front back, and side to side
then i let the alpine play (play)
pumpin new shit by
call boy
I' ma tell every man you my brother
Hope you tell every girl in your sister
Secret undercover you mines especially love
You every girl dream
that funky music white boy Let's do it
VIP. Vanilla Ice yep, yep, I'm comin' hard like a rhino
Intoxicating so you stagger like a wino
laugh
Like orderin' a girl drink in a masculine glass
You like piña coladas, getting caught in the rain
Or rocking flannels all summer like Kurt Cobain
man, and I just wanna leave with (told y'all it was gon' go like this)
If you ain't got it by now then you just ain't getting it, yeah (ha, yeah)
Let's
I said
Stay with the clap backs, watch where you tread
You think you can stand out by doing the same thing
Go on instagram and go follow SPWED
And boy
Totally psychic, open your mind quick as the vibe kicks
Moederfok it, I skeem this vibe's rou'
Jislaaik yo
Yo yo yo yo check out this hype flow
I go by
Why you act dumb like ugh, duh?
You say you act dumb like ugh, duh
And the drummer boy go pa-rum-pa-pum-pum
Give ya some, some, some of this Cinnabon
the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag
Said she'll dance the tango, skip
the cars go by, roarin' as the breezes blow
Crazy lady, livin' in a bag
Eatin' outta garbage pails, used to be a fag hag
Said she'll dance the tango, skip
hard to get by
And that's why, when you're young in the streets
You gotta live and let die
Some say this ain't the life to choose
Rage is
pounds, stumbled off grounds
Fire off many a rounds
I heard return fire 3% of the time
Your dogs was wives actin like girls
Get feminine when handlin' guns
) it doesn't matter where you are
(Boys, girls) collecting jewels that catch your eye
(Boys, girls) don't let a soul mate pass you by
Boys in
wish you luck at finding me
I'm high somewhere...
I put the flow in an island, see! (Sea)
With some girls who only like niggas when
They high with me
right ever since
As I think to myself what it be is it heaven sent
Let's put the past behind us
And go far away where nobody can find us!
We don't
Always high you know I'm always floating
Ten toes down though no matter how potent
Internet thugs always try to go unnoticed
Like they weren't my homies
lovey
Girl, that ass big and it's soft like a loveseat
Cup is from Texas, my 'K is from Russia
Even though you let that nigga fuck, I still fuck with
to love but girl whatis the meanin
She scrub me down like she be cleanin
JAILBREAK
Oh shit now the whole team in
Class is in session Now you learn
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