Lyrics:
Field the play
And I'm out here
Yeah I'm out here
Floating out here
Floating out here (Uhhhhh)
New whip uh
Too fast yeah
Stunting on the track
Diamonds
by 6
Pussy ass nigga be faking
The real deal here we know what it is
I'don only fuck with real niggaz
White boy with me you know he's a real real
turn back now, it is too cold out here
Walk away
Just walk away
You’re in a dangerous position and I just wanna be clear
You should turn back now, it is
(Whatever you want me to do)
Can we sit together? (Baby, I'll do it for you)
And work it out (yeah, well, as long as you're here)
Well, as long as you're
Let the clouds start spinning, let ‘em touchdown
They’ll get drowned out by the Crown Sound when they touch ground
It ain’t safe out here alone, baby
Baby you can ride or you stay on the bus stop
Won't even waste my time if you a jay or a buss down
Fly my whole family out to China for Kung Pao
I
bang
Big bang, bi-big bang
It's gettin' bigger by the second
Check it
OK, I'm here to rock the tugboat and bare the others farewell
I shook
you're cold, now here's a fucking sweater
Look, I can't have no other fun
With my pops probably cause he out with his other son
But, I'm super steezy
love, just help me out of here
Come be my baby, bail me out of here
I wanna see what you can do to me
Sometimes I wanna pin you on the bed
Come be my
baby burn
Yo, from the first day, that I burst through the skin of a virgin
I was cursed by sin
A mammal of the sea
Pops named John Samuel
these cords
Fresh out the mother fucking south side baby
Going so hard man not a trap star baby
I got the groupies on deck not a rockstar baby
I got
body
The 40 Glock captivating your knowledge
(Bitch, come here)
I am so up that I'm out of your reach
I done ran up that sack and
I came from the streets
baby I'm house of pain (haha)
I know you tired lil mama sorry bout the wait (sorry)
I was busy trying to make an ounce out a eighth (haha)
But I seen you
El Cuarto Elemento (Laugh)
El Cuarto Elemento ese
Original style
Pump it up mami
West Side Homies check it out
Now pump it up (Hey)
Pump it up (Hey)
by storm
And I'm just gettin' warm
Just like Muhammed Ali
They called him Cassius
Watch me bash this beat like a skull
That you know I've
my shit up
I won't resent you
I want you to bash my face in
Over this foot stool
You know it's so hard to find
A girl who can dish it out
Don't go
tear through your flesh and bones bear
Witness stand clear
Flash the Wu-sign to see if my comrades is in here
PLO began this, ninety-nine bananas
Wu
take out my weapon and I quickly start bustin'
I go, cold loco lay 'em down by the dozen
I look at my riders, they say nothing's confusin'
Why, why, why?
When we get down with the black suits, baby
Just lettin' loose up in here, go crazy
The way we bouncin' and shakin', I know you feelin' me
So get up out
catastrophe, yeah
And say now baby, baby don't cry
Baby, baby don't cry
Baby, baby here's why
Love is here standing by
Love is here standing by
Too bad
catastrophe, yeah
And say now baby, baby don't cry
Baby, baby don't cry
Baby, baby here's why
Love is here standing by
Love is here standing by
Too bad
(missing my bae)
I gotta have you near
Right here by my sight
I'm missing my baby, oh (missing my baby)
I'm missing my baby (missing my bae)
I gotta
Rotten Vegas
Yes, the underbelly kingpin in the desert here
He's got the cash
He's got the smash and bash
And he brings the intimidation factor
a the pass and no one else could ever fill your shoes
You sending me up bringing me down got my head just spinning around
Come on in get on out baby why
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