Lyrics:
the daze like la la
I'm from the T Dot city
Where the city ain't pretty
The niggas gotta deal with the
Matas like rah rah
Stand by watch 'em gaze in
insane
It must be the heat
Or some rare disease
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it's fleas
Keep away from her
Send for Chino!
This is not the
Maria
when the heat on
I see nothin' but gangsters, my city is violent
Where else could you expect in a city of riders?
Gorillas be wildin', pistol clutchin'
insane
It must be the heat
Or some rare disease
Or too much to eat
Or maybe it's fleas
Keep away from her
Send for Chino!
This is not the
Maria
Let it go Let this angel life go
Let yourself go
Time is passin' 'til the cops come
Big beef, big beefin' with the Mistress
and all you're doing's spotting heat
There's a wildfire and, yeah, guess who caused it, me
Now my sweat is pouring, drinking some in Abu Dhabi
This track is
out of 89
We headed back, you had a baby by Ron
But that's irrelevant, bygones is bygones
Calgon is Calgons, love it when you jump in Ghost thongs
feelin like the best, nobody fuckin with us
We done turned to a bygone don crew
We got the semi Kimora like Djimon Hounsou
A lifetime criminal, live by
J'croise du r'gard
Une fille dans un party
(Hein, est b'en belle elle)
J'm'en vais la courtiser
(Salut, moi c'est Antoine)
On s'parle de tout p'is
'cause it's cursed
makin' money makes a difference day by day so I gotta stay
paid, no doubt, day in and day out
This life is like a vicious cycle
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below, the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's moving
Looking out a dirty old window
Down below the cars in the city go rushing by
I sit here alone and I wonder why
Friday night and everyone's moving
so
Is it that man has lost his reason?
You can't even blame the heat
They're moving like jackals in the hunting season (In the hunting season)
Délicat, comme choisir entre 2pac et biggie
J'avais la coupe de methode man dans le clip avec mary j
On emballait les bouches sur du r.Kelly
Et on se
scoprirai)
Nascosta la verità (Hidden is the truth)
E ogni pista esaurita (And every lead exhausted)
Una ferita mai guarita (A wound that never healed)
La
d'ralentir
Le temps c'est des biftons
Chercher la baise pour trouver l'amour
C'est comme faire la guerre
Pour trouver la paix
J'vois tourner la roue
J'sens
Life like a movie directed by Spike Lee
When we meet just might be
Who knows what the future holds
I guess the person that writing
Handed roles that
step
See'mon
My car is by Ferrari
And my body's Jack La Lanne
My clothes are by Armani
And my hair is by Elaine
Tiffany and Cartier are
Telling
Smino love ya
Shit
Lil Monte on the beat, you got it on repeat
Word out in the street is Zero got the heat
Shit, uh (come on)
I know hittas, I
putting out hit's
Tryin' to shoot me
But I'm out in LA on the low livin' Gucci
And lavish
They tryin' to take they money back
It's two to they cabbage
[Cam'ron] (intro)
You do what you do where you live
I do what i do where i live
That's what makes me nigga, and that's just the way it is nigga
uhh,
Like this is our exit, now lets hit the highway and try not to get lost
'Till we get to Las Vegas
(Party, do it 'till tomorrow)
Vegas
'Till we get
me by my hand and be my mister right
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la
summer night
Will I find you by my side
In the deep summer night
Is it fair to assume you'll be mine?
Or has this summer heat got to me?
There's a sweat
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