Lyrics:
face, when you see me get the fuck on
Dope fiend ass nigga, tryna to get a free check
Talkin' that shit, but you's a motherfuckin' bitch
So when you see
to fight
its cuz you have a new girfriend
she gives you better head
than me
its cuz that guy that you like,
I heard that he can make you scream
and I guess
put a twist wit' it
You can't do like me, I'm by myself
I do it so good, I don't need nobody else
What's happenin'? What's up?
Got da purp fired up
Even VanDyke can't stop Messi
Elephant lead, in a stampede
I been that guy, there's no mercy
csk about me, all over T'D
Money, ganja, no policy
West Coast shit, can't be fucked with
Or duplicated, You bitches can hate it
Motherfucking villain is back with Ski
While he blast with his back to me
to learn me like court appointed attorneys
Restore the order, we either join or adjourning
Less you join I'm up performing the journey
In all earnest, I
you the difference
Let me see y'all hit a stage (no, y'all can't do it)
Let me see y'all write a page (y'all not gon' do it)
Let me see you make
to pay me before I die
So bob your sweet head
Brother Ziggy going to play
I'm just about the best you can hear
Gonna rock it in your head
Shazam
a 'Frisco dyke
Made moves and went left, and you went right
Niggas wanna be hot 'til they souls on ice
Long as I got the rent, can't tell me shit
You
you ask me if I want
Peace if you can't grant it?
Niggas fightin' across the whole planet
So it could never be peace
Will there ever be peace, or are
Roll a 7 on the dice
Feeling nice
I just smoke a blunt it got me higher then a kite
I'm with a freak bitch
She wanna have a 3sum with a dyke
Got
Van Dyke Parks
When I desire company
I leave my footprints on the sand by a reckless sea
Hoping you'd come to me
And we'll explore what might
You're like a kid you found a pup and now you're dapper
But tell me where the fuck you found an anorexic rapper
Talkin' bout who you gon' squabble with
Bruce lie, one slim Kelly
Who issued too much quicker than Luis rank and M belly
Yeah, I escaped but there's nothing you can tell me
'Cause thought I
(Watch me, D up, D up, D up, sucker)
(Ah, you can't check me, man)
(I get on down)
(Oh yeah, I like this basketball)
(D up now, here I go, in yo face)
this one's for the girls
Between stand by your man and goodbye, Earl
My country playlist is real persuasive
Boy, you're in trouble
My heart's
at the bar you can catch me hands full of liquor
Puffin on the sweet submission, guess I'm the last one left
I got my back against the wall
Gat chillin by
fall the hell in.
Got damn! I hit the ham right;
Honeybuns, you can ask my Three Sons, I got the Dick right out the Van Dyke.
I'm fuckin' naked girls
of juice
Can you get used to that or do you need
A boost of energy to enter me and get it on?
You're gettin' warm, I can feel you getting closer
Now baby,
the lights down
We in the dark, do you love me?
Everybody's talkin' 'bout they know me
But they ain't down like
My motherfuckin' homies
Tell me what you need
Money fallin out my pockets I got too much cash
Can't fit nothin in her pockets she got too much ass like goddamn
Well if you must ask
We from
a Noble nosin' under and moanin'
Two hookers walked in and they was lookin' for a Vic
But they, kept on passin' me by 'cause they can recognize a trick
me
Hotter than Mississippi, the summer of 1950s
In a van full of some niggas and white bitches
Get pulled over for swervin' like "Hi, officer,"
inside couldnt believe my eyes Ridin at the highway, thangs going my way Tell by the earl pull the Bently in front Hit me with a G thang, fuck a blunt Tell
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