Lyrics:
on rollin' on by, yee yee
Hey city boy, I'm Earl Dibbles Jr, I'm a country boy
You're a long way from town to be runnin' your mouth
You see them smooth
like to meet you
Who do you see?
Introduce yourself to whichever of me is nearby
Close behind your eyes you're laughing at me
And I'm stuck with no
Yo
Yo
Look at my life from parallel, in my basement with L's on L's, a dope mix on the Mp3
All my people shooting movie scenes, just to escape from
know who
[Repeat: x3]
Y'all know the legendary roots crew
Word up Black Th-idought, code name ?
Fake MC's get stuck with pitchforks
From
Uh
Yea
Uh
Mr. GQ Smooth
In the room
What it do?
Why you Dazed & Confused
With McConaughey views
What you never seen a dude
So fresh so cool
Wakin’ up
little thing I make up my mind to be
Like I'm gonna be a daddy whose in the mix
And I'm gonna be a husband who stays legit
And I pray that I'm an artist
to a beat produced by BDP (Woy)
One of the many, from the library (Woy)
I teach HIP-HOP for a living
So here's a smidgen, of what I'm givin
KRS-One two three
truth
Mix the old school and the new school
I knew right then you were my boo
You my rib shawty my queen my of diamonds, and shawty you just stuck in my
You know what?
'Cause I'm gonna say
Yeah, Craig David
7 days
Check it out, yeah
On my way to see my friends who lived a couple blocks away
it in her face
I'll be checkN mines at 7
Hmmm
Add more sums by 11
Hmmm
Ain't no dice roll tacos
We just have knots
You know I like a nice roll
Lettuce
gettin' burnt by the sun
When you come like an orgasm makin' mad noise
Talk a whole lotta shit, like I'm supposed to lose my poise
Man, I'm way past
This is an autobibliography of the E
And if you ever fuck with me
You'll get taken by a stupid
Dope brother who will smother
Word to the motherfucker
Coi Leray you know my name
They know my name
Yea yea yeaa
My life a movie
Fast life moving
Bitch I get it
Yea I do it
Move at smooth pace
And now you're tuned in to the smooth sounds of UMH radio
Where we Fufill your soul and get you that Gold
Introducing Call Me Jah
I Put my soul
around comes around, lay low
Put in my two cents, render humans
Got enough change now for improvement
Hard to let go when you're stuck to the glass
Like
county line
By the looks of the gridlock outside
It's gotta be about 3:39
Everybody rushin' from place to place
The looks on their face ain't no
(*background is Black Sabbath's "Iron Man," performed by the group Metal Church*)
(*chanting*)
[Verse 1]
You could strike a match in my hand
Too
routine player
I'mma go get 'em, mix 'em up like a dealer
Man three is company, b**** call me Jack Tripper
Step up out the club wit a dizzy head
I got
Yep, yep, yep, beat it by the king pimp
Call mix if you wanna peep game simp
Freak daddy if you wanna get nasty, call freak momma fast g, fast g, fast g
to a dime
You can catch me on my shit, stuck to a grind
On a mission, tryna turn a buck outta dime
Or in the kitchen
Tryna turn a fuck outta nine nigga listen
in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?)
And if you walk by nigga, I'ma knock fire nigga
from yo' ass, you can come try nigga (HEY!)
In the hood, all
guys
Voice 2: By the way, I'm sweet. I'm like a chocolatly sweet. Can i get you guys anything?
Voice 1: You can get me a lemon because I'm sour.
Haunted by the loss of time
Feet stuck frozen in the snow
These crazy things you do
Shame
Shame
Shame
Oh oh oh
Shame
Shame
Shame
Oh oh oh
of course you do
And if you ain't a baller I ain't talkin' to you, cause uh
Ballers...ballin' in the mix, everything gotten broke,
Lil' Keke gon' fix
I keep
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