Lyrics:
That boy Drop is back
Slowed and Throwed and U-F-C
Collaboration Baby!
We ridin drops in the summer through the city (Neta)
Passenger side, got
to cool me off
So I'll roll the windows up and stay inside
And let life pass me by
I know you have saved me from everything I've ever been
And I know you
But I'm not Mr brightside
I don't deserve a spotlight
I'm dreaming on a red-eye
As reality seems to fly by
I miss texting my best friends
But my
Ha ha, ah yeah
Got it going on like a big old fat high hard-on, yeah (hoo-wee)
Black Sheep in the house
Sweet daddy Mr. Lawnge in the house
My
Sick and tired by the way you do
Good time papa gonna poison you
Sprinkle goofer dust all around your bed
Wake up one of these days, find your own
We merkin' four-twenty eat island three five N2Deep
Mack 10 under seat for carjacking Passenger 57's
A Product 19 who gets the dumpster behind 7
at their heads, like hair in a comb
Sittin' by the window, I just stare at the storm
Know I'll make it through it like hair in a comb
Young Money over
Sick and tired by the way you do
Good time papa gonna poison you
Sprinkle goofer dust all around your bed
Wake up one of these days, find your own
you the worst
Punk ass nigga kinda jocking now
You ain't down cause I trust nobody
[chorus/master p]
I trust nobody x2
[master p]
One by one in this
on a stone, tossed it upside your window by the roof
Before you change your mind, Miles, bring in the cool
Honey, put on your red dress and your
hickies and the prickies and your ass too
Everybody gets a ride on the ghost car
Don't matter who you are, we going straight to hell
And it ain't far, Mr
Yeah, we back
Back in Muhammad crib, nigga, top floor
The back room with just the one little small window, nigga
The light be comin' through it in
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
Boyd banger
The UO shirt will clack the window off the hanger
Our slow descent will be embodied by a desperate picture taken on April 10th
the distance
Rolled down the window and thought about where we had been
And I don't know that we had put too much thought into anything
There's the person you
circles til she shiver
I don't know about a river
Had her datin by a lake
Spent a lil under ten how much it's gone take
Might chill and take a break
Let her
of the upstairs windows
Because we are living like kings
And these days will last forever
Cos sailors from Africa, China and the archipelago of Malay
Jump ship
you cant be scary
Roll down my window taste The smoke i know you smell Me lil nigga
In my passenger a yella plus My Diamonds canary
Grinding all year
need some works on the brakes
My passenger side window sometimes it just don't wanna raise
I hear bumps and crunks, pings and ticks and things
I got
nothin' new
(Yeah)
You in my passenger seat
Love when you're rollin' with me
Never gonna give you up
Girl you know what's up
Rolling ' up and down
Uncle Sam calling each by name.
The very next day they left on a mystery
Train.
Say goodbye, bye, bye, Mrs. Sullivan
Don't you cry, cry, cry, cry,
sleep at night?
The country is on fire
You can see the flames from your white window burning bright
How do you sit so cowardly by
Tweet from the comfort
beyond his reach, slow down robot’s red..
Hunt came back nigga fuming so much took a step outside his whip, banging on my window know I’m rolling up that
the passenger seat
The future hangs by a thread Future stranger in my bed
I can’t keep it
I can’t keep him
I bite my lip and hold my tongue Lose my grip and carry
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