Lyrics:
more,
I leave footprints in fours, two for bi-peds, two more to break the door
Practically caress the utterings of crushed by drudgery brothers
friends getting together
To talk about good times
Yeah, I know it's been awhile
And it feels just like it was
Let's open up a bottle, just because
Take me
left, I gotta get right
Oh I gotta get right, I gotta get right
Don't just wanna get by, I gotta get mine
I just wanna good time, good smoke, a good vibe
the studio and hit the street
Now I'm rocking one more time
Young girls love my Too $hort rhyme
But that big fat girl better let that go
Before I point
When I’m liquored up on whiskey
Let’s spend the weekend at the shore
And it goes like this…
You got dollar I got a rhyme
Let’s have ourselves a good time
[Shane] Uh-huh, a brother man, brother man
[Kane]
Check it, we wreck shop, from night time to dawn
It's goin it's goin it's goin it's goin
earpiece and sprinkle some game
You ought to be tired of dealin with the same old same time for you
To roll with a G and get rid of your lame we some grown
And let's roll into some good times
And let your fears go
And let your spirits show
How high, how high, you can fly
To the sky (how high, how high)
Just dance
to rhyme
and I'm always guaranteed to be on time
You're like me, you got good taste just look at my bod' and face
Microphone wizard is in the race and I
go, please
I'm here for a good time not a long time
Thank you
six-four, came up real slow, put a good game on me
Told him: 'Partner, don't get too close so comfortable
Cause the quick ain't for me
Got my girls all
I'm good like G double O-D
OG kush by the motherfuckin' oz
Hoes wanna roll with a young nigga so street
You ain't fuckin' Tory 'less you
Tryna hit
really get away, get away
This the first time that I felt good in a long time
There's gotta be better ways we can get along
I say my opinion, you take
Caught in a sandstorm
Paparazzi still taking pictures they stand strong
By the time I fucking get around ta caring about it
I fell asleep in a chair
hoo
Dance with me when the lights get low
Feel the summer breeze when I hold you close
DJ play and let the good times roll
Roll
Hands in the air when
do,
I could be a good connect for you, okay, okay (50 Cent!)
Look bitch, he can't treat you the way I do,
Now lay back, Maybach '62, okay, okay
just like a night hawk
My girl a fi in Nascar
I got that good love for you
That a me want tell you from the first time I see you
Run with the boy, then
hard core, harder than a Plymouth
It ain't no myth, it's a nigga with the spliff
And a chrome four fifth pressed on ya back
So what you want, nigga?
on one condition
What's that bruh?
Let me convince you to put that bomb down
I knew it T.I.
What?
You wasn't really on that dope boy shit
I tell you
going right to the top
Yeah I'm going right to the top
And this time I'm not coming down
And then I'm gonna let it roll all night long
Luxurious jungles, wonderfull waterfalls
cmazing animals, really pretty rainbows
Four hundred years old big wise trees
Rivers everywhere and magic
you Upchuck
So good luck, if you're stuck with me, evil doers get fucked up
It's a Race Against Time, and I'm beating the clock
When there's Aliens
I ain't even got time for none of you stank hoes
I be in and out states, on and off planes counting up bankroll
Bulletproof my whip you can't get
Moscow, followed by English and French speech.
("The recording was made at the Moscow Theatre of Musical Miniatures.")
Now, back to modern times.
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