Lyrics:
jet black four at ya mami's spot
I'm trying to get backdoor, I demand it now
Yeah, panic now, you better pan it down
'Fore the neighbors hear me over
let my nuts hang
What is it in me makes me feel like I gots ta murda ya?
You slip when I'm high, pullin' my ticket, nigga you die, soldier
Four
every single day
Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo
Sippin' on gin and juice laid back
With my mind on my money and
My money on my mind
Ya, ya, ya ya
Well, it's a beautiful day, not a cloud in the sky
What ya say, baby, let's take a ride
Just me and you and the road and the radio
We can take
Impala dunk ridah.
I'll blow ya doors off.
You race your car 'gainst my car,
I'll leave your ass so far you'll doze off.
And when I take off, it's
Coz I got enough to be more
It's hard enough to get more
I shut the door on everything
Just to let my head blow
Coz I got enough to be more
It's
Good golly, look shawty, aint no need for games
I know a n-ggas still young but I done seen some things
If it's cool to talk, let me ease ya pain
This is
Impala dunk ridah.
I'll blow ya doors off.
You race your car 'gainst my car,
I'll leave your ass so far you'll doze off.
And when I take off, it's
to blow away
I bet 'cha never see me with my head hung low
I bet 'cha never see me with my eyes to the floor
I bet the boys skit, homie they ain't no
You must have caught amnesia
That's why you don't believe what
What? yeah, check it out
Don't ya worry about a thing baby
'Cause ya know ya got me by
Yeah this one goes out to all the ladies in the house
I need two to stand by me when the chips are down and
Stick around while I defend my
for peace of mind
Let your balalaika sing
What my guitar wants to sing (sing)
Take me to the magic of the moment
On a glory night
Where the children
All in the front all in the back just like that, like that
I'mma blow your mind like
Wasted heart
When you left me, you left me with no choice
I'm
Makes me wanna holler by gemini killer
It makes wanna holler - how
We struggle 4 dollars
While the devil wears prada
Chillin in the ramada
Watch
When your mind is here with me?
You need a friend much more than a lover
That's all I ever said I wanted to be
Acknowledge me, don't dog me
Yeah
Its Bad Boy Baby
Neptunes
And we won't stop
(I like that) 'Cause we can't stop
Yeah
Let me tell you something
Sometimes I rhyme slow,
the track for the maniac
Only thing I'm giving out is black donuts and dirty backs
Let me tell ya how rough I get
I pop shit behind your back, get in your
will ring the freedom bell
For peace of mind
Let your balalaika sing
What my guitar wants to sing (sing)
Take me (take me) to the magic
Sit back, close your eyes
Peep back, got you open wide
I'll let you get a taste of me
It's going down in mystery
Sit back, close your eyes
Peep
And!
Ain't none of y'all scarin' me
Like don't cha wish ya girl was as bad as me yeah!!
Wit a flow so sick like Twista's
So sweet
It can be cold
The book of the new school rap game
Writers treat me like Coltrane, insane
Yes to them, but to me I'm a different kind
We're brothers of the same mind
deadly than the stroke of an axe
Choppin' through ya back, pssh
Givin' bystanders heart attacks
Niggas try to flip, tell me, who is him?
I blow up his
like the way you light up.
You're blowin' my mind, my mind, my mind, my mind.
Let them dance for me, Teddy.
Ooh-eee, baby.
I just want to see you
touch my body
Who is that? Where you going?
Come back
Why does everyone always leave me?
Hello? Fuck you then
Blow it out your ass
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