Lyrics:
said, that I'll sleep when I'm dead
Who's on the beat upon the feature with Ed? It's D-E-V to the Z
Overtired, pale-faced like Michael Myers
Bags
the fence
And find me one for five or ten cents
I'll keep it till it's covered with age
I'm writing your name down on every page
Hey good lookin',
of syrup
Run up get murked
I got time on my wrist and it's an Audemar
I just spent ten bricks on a foreign car
I got rugs by the door, Versace
I get by,
It's still a rugged risk,
The way this old Ford
Keep a hitting and a miss.
Last week when I was driving
On my way to school,
I almost got
at the edge of the bar, sippin' a Don
I keep the bottle just in case, you never know when it's on
This worries bump, I can't go wrong, my team's too strong
won't regret it
Want my love just come and get it
1-2-3-4 come on baby say you love me
5-6-7 times
8-9-10-11 I'm just gonna keep on counting
Until
a V-Dub engine
Man, I'm high off life, fuck it, I'm wasted
Bathing Ape kicks, Audemars Piguet wrist
My women friends get tennis bracelets
Trips
papa
All about June in the Orpheum circuit
Give me a chance, I know I can work it, Uhh, what a dream
And it was just as real as could be, papa
Well
papa
All about June in the Orpheum circuit
Give me a chance, I know I can work it, uhh, what a dream
And it was just as real as could be, papa
Well
You know we keep it bangin don't fake the funk
So all the real niggaz stay gangsta'd up
We makein papa only suckas claim to touch
By stickin
know
That I can't let you get away
5PM let's keep it rocking
5PM we keeps it rocking
5PM they keep in rocking
Rocking, no stopping 5PM we keeps it
but you want more from me
Keep your love, it doesn't feel the same
I hope it hurts you when you're hearin' my name
the tumult and the strife
I hear it's music ringing,
It sounds an echo in my soul.
How can I keep from singing?
While though the tempest loudly roars,
I
that sip
The pain'll go away if you
Get higher than a motherfucker
And I know you think you know my style
Sursprise, nigga, I done changed it now
5
a V-Dub engine
Man, I'm high off life, fuck it, I'm wasted
Bathing Ape kicks, Audemars Piguet wrist
My women friends get tennis bracelets
Trips
You know we keep it bangin don't fake the funk
So all the real niggaz stay gangsta'd up
We makein papa only suckas claim to touch
By stickin
you Make It To See 21
[50 Cent:]
I'm'a Soldier, I Done Told Ya, Don't Make Me Fuck You Up
Leave You Head Bust, I'm'a Head Busta, Man I Don't Give
to make sure my people gettin' by
Brunch with some Qatar royals and my cup is all oil
You know it's real when your niggas will take the fall for you
All
into reggae.
Why not?
Oh well...
I don't like it, that's why.
We play rock, blues.
Oh, actually, we play, uh, you know bon jovi?
Doo, doo, doo, doo, doo.
information, free information)
I'm a freaky bitch
I am 5 foot 8, 390
And I am a freaky bitch
Heathen
It's a struggle just to keep breathing
Existential
at home
You act so real when you are alone
Fake, fake, fake, fake
You better not let the mohawked crowd see
Haha, ah fuck
Give it five years, you'll
a cold, cold thing
(It's a cold thing)
For real (hmm)
I got more niggas tryna get at me
Than the President do sometimes
Niggas be tryna get at me
(Whatchu got?)
You don't come wit either, don't even bother me
Less it's wit a million 5s and honesty, that's a-
Penny for your thoughts nother penny make
and twenty-five cents a beer
They play rock and roll music like it hasn't been rocked for years
Well she's sexy and seventeen
My little rock-roll queen
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