Lyrics:
Gone in the wind
Won't you say the word
I need a dub for these dubs
Just to toast to the world
They showing love took time
Now they know the verse
I
Yeah, Hey
Came in this bitch by myself, gun on my hip I don't need no one else
Yeah, Hey
Came in this bitch by myself, gun on my hip I don't need no
Walk the Boys
Walk the Boys
I used to stand up on the block, I had three for dub
With a black hoodie on, grinding with the thugs
My brother used
it
Who seen some fuckin' videos of rappers waving guns
And know nobody black so they act afraid of us
And that's racism, the fear that a black face
bitch leaking (Fa, Fa, Fa)
I'll be gone by the weekend
A heart that I'm seeking, A love that I'm peaking (Ay)
I put this wock in my cup (Yeah)
I fuck this
I rock with some steppers
If he try and play them games we gon' find him like hide and seek
No no I don't, bother having friends, I stick by my
Sippin' on the mud, no money And I can do this by myself
Smokin' on the bud, no buddy I smoke from the top of the shelf
Showin' fake love, they don't
selector
Til now he's been denied
Clashing with the champions
It's time to make it live
Drops an ill dub soundbwoy by his side
Bringing fiyah
Gimme me a hug, we can smoke a dub in my tub
After the club, we can go and make filthy love
I'm the one you need, I got the house, a car and stinky weed
unnoticed
There's no way I'm just gonna pass him off like he's just some any rapper
Like a one-hit wonder (yeah)
I'm on whatever you on, I ain't gon'
ain't nothin' like South Park
Pistol whip you 'til you know the serial number by heart
Sit the chop on top your nose, if you sneeze, I squeeze
Got them
the mountain of human flesh
To a plateau of green grass
And green trees full of life
A young figure sit's still by a pool
He's been stamped "Human Bacon"
By some
There was a fellow I knew and he thought his name was gold
And his face would be known by the young and the old
He thought he was alright and no one
not on a list
That's what I'm sayin', I drop science like a scientist
My melody's in a code, the very next episode
Has the mic often distortin',
kept you
Thinking of this you keep repeating you miss
The rhymes from the microphone soloist
And you sit by the radio hand on the dial soon
As you
kept you
Thinking of this you keep repeating you miss
The rhymes from the microphone soloist
And you sit by the radio hand on the dial soon
As you
not on a list
That's what I'm sayin', I drop science like a scientist
My melody's in a code, the very next episode
Has the mic often distortin',
War at 33 1/3
Haven't you heard
I got quick and clever
At the level of a scientist
With this list my fist pumps chumps
And don't miss
Sorry
One beautiful afternoon or should I say morning
Steady yawing doesn't matter
I just woke up to my grind
Rise and shine
Put on some clothes, this is
always on my mind never questioned to dub you
Going down this love road because I trust you
And I know some day one day imma give my Life to you
I want you
Holla At Me (Extended)
Written By: KlC The Drum Major, Mystikal, January Walker, BG
Produced By: KLC The Drum Major
Intro
Wemp,
Whaaaaa,
What's up
Holla At Me (Extended)
Written By: KlC The Drum Major, Mystikal, January Walker, BG
Produced By: KLC The Drum Major
Intro
Wemp,
Whaaaaa,
What's up
Holla At Me (Extended)
Written By: KlC The Drum Major, Mystikal, January Walker, BG
Produced By: KLC The Drum Major
Intro
Wemp,
Whaaaaa,
What's up
Holla At Me (Extended)
Written By: KlC The Drum Major, Mystikal, January Walker, BG
Produced By: KLC The Drum Major
Intro
Wemp,
Whaaaaa,
What's up
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