Lyrics:
Meow-meow-meow-meow
We might have to sample that for the album
Hahaaaaa the cat album by the dog
Meow the Jewels meow-meow-meow-meow
Meow-meow-meow-meow
fuckin' way
But here I am, workin' in the studio
And your album ain't out because you're movin' slow
By the time you make one I'll be on ten
Hit the studio
Yeah, what you critics said would never happen
We dedicate this album to anybody people said couldn't make it
To the fans that held us down 'til
All we want is the money
I keep em' bro.
Wake up one morning, and, with some money
To spend, they go crazy.
I'm going to tell you a story in
I'm livin' in Bedrock, surrounded by rubble
Just a youngin' in trouble
Took a shot and then made it a double
Took a shot and then made it a double
The wild, Gotham
The Wild West
Ha ha, ride
All you see is the sun, reflecting off of the gun
Ready for the showdown, that go down at one
Sweat
Verse 1
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Some of the busiest rhymes ever made by man
Are goin' into this mic, written by this hand
Are comin' out of this mouth, made by this
and oceans roam
into infinity
I stand ready by the shore
to cross the inland sea.
I am going to the west
you say you will not go me
you turn your eyes away
your future over
While I'm out ramblin' in the West?
Don't go to drinkin' or to gamblin',
Don't go there your sorrows to drown.
That hard-liquor
to spend, they go crazy.
(Verse 1):
I'm going to tell you a story in stereo,
About the pimping game, that you should know.
But if you don't, it's
queen
Yes, there are two paths you can go by, but in the long run
There's still time to change the road you're on
Your head is hummin' and it won't
The way I play the game you
Think I'm smoked by the chronic
It's the Boy Scout
Stand for LBS from East to West
I'm still gonna bring it to your chest
My
along the way
But most of all
I wish you'd stay
I figure right about sundown
You'll be in west Tennessee
And by then
Maybe I'll understand why you
Its bad boy, baby
We go by the name of q, mike, slim, daron
And this is part three
You know, like the third album
Like the third time we been here
When first you lay on my breast
You could make me believe with your lying tongue
That the sun rose in the West
Well then go home to your father's
really feel it till I wake up like
West side, west side west side west side
Oh yeah we in this bitch
Go and text my, text my text my
Lil ex like look I
Ladies, it’s 2010
I think it’s time to switch roles
(Lex Luger)
I go hard, I go hard in the A boy
Don’t play boy, don’t play boy
Album
a pillow and some sagebrush for a bed
Waking up tomorrow was merely down by chance
Back when the west was wild and cowboys didn't dance
When cowboys
Yeah, what you critics said would never happen
We dedicate this album to anybody people said couldn't make it
To the fans that held us down 'til
Yeah, what you critics said would never happen
We dedicate this album to anybody people said couldn't make it
To the fans that held us down 'til
homies and ride the sunset
Two sacks of money from the train heist
They ain't even counted it up
Just mounted it up (let's go Westcoast)
Rode West
the West coast, (West coast baby)
We flow fast
So many words in one bar
We spit it, rap it, nigga better go hard
Who the underdogs
The West done done it
In this album there's a picture
Of the ladies at Daniela's
You can tell it's from the eighties
By the volume of their hair
There's Usnavi, just
to saddle up the Tontos cause I'm the Lone Ranger
I eat dinner with Jews but don't talk to strangers
I'm just a few albums from filling your disc changer
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