Lyrics:
that sh!t that you been told
Baby bring it on
Mind tripper
Dance sister
It'll set you free
Mind tripper
Dance sister
Bring her right here to me
came to flaunt
What's that A$AP, little Saint Laurent?
Probably what you're thinking 'bout, the commas in my bank account
Pretty bitches bring em out
put the ice in rice for the 'caine
Me and Santan, you won't see nothin' like this again
That's my young boys again, on the glide with the flame
I
checked out
Before I checked in
Václav Havel likes beer
And sorrows for things Slovakian
He could've been my best friend
Of human wrongs I wished we
the liquor, bring your best friends (best friends)
Pull up to the gate, it's private (private)
So baby, just slide in (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Ride with me
cries
Somehow it seems the worst in me
Brings out the best in you
No one feels my hurt the way you do
Well, you remember when I lost that job
The one I
behind y'all can
Suck a dick, the day you beat me, pigs'll fly out my ass
And a flying saucer full of Italian sausage
The most high exalting and I ain't
shots and got money out her ass
Now you can see me in the coupe like what
Next time I'll hit her in that G5 truck
I've got the magic stick, I can go
down with none above
You out the door by uncle Phill
Not because we gotta motherfucker cuz we
Swinging around and singing
Yo we vibing in the afterlife
Let it snow
Let it snow (Dear Santa)
Let it snow (Dear Santa)
Ooh, bring him in my arms
Do your best, but make it quick
Believe in me and I'll
Cause your best friend turn into your enemy
Crooked cops is dirty in this shaded game
Go on take me out the ghetto
I wanta make a change
[Chorus]
And every now and then ol' Willie would grin and say
'Hey you play alright' (and that made me feel so good)
I remember the best times of all when Saturday
For Mandy and me
There will be some jubilation for the happy pair
Yes, the best in all creation, joy is in the air
There'll be music at the station
you shouldn't provoke
I bring the worst from the L.B.C.
Smash motherfuckers thinking they goin' smash on me
Snoop and Dre give a fuck about what
The best they'd ever seen
The greatest work of art
I wished that it was me
It's bleaker than you think
I'm running out of ink
Give a guy a break
This
And every now and then ol' Willie would grin and say
'Hey you play alright' (and that made me feel so good)
I remember the best times of all when Saturday
video
White diamonds, red rubies, blue baguettes, I don't know
Shorty, when the next time I'ma be up in your bed
I love you? you love me?
Well go head
Well, it's alright, ridin' around in the breeze
Well, it's alright, if you live the life you please
Well, it's alright, doin' the best you can
Gunshots ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine, all I heard were shells
Fallin' on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
Bumper
don't shock me
I'm supposed to have it. You never been close to karats
That's why you poppin' that shit jealous bastarts
I ain't impressed by you playa
on this
We didn't get here on accident
Don't make me bring out them racks again
Your two best friends are some savages
Damn, how many days has it been?
you shouldn't provoke
I bring the worst from the L.B.C.
Smash motherfuckers thinking they goin' smash on me
Snoop and Dre give a fuck about what
to make me feel so protected
I don't wanna worry no more
Just want you to know my name
By the time we exit
Wanna feel like I'm brand new
Even though I gotta
The days are cold, but the lights glow bright
Santa's elves work day and night
Toiling away in their factory
Making gifts for you and me
Cause it's
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