Lyrics:
You're all
I need
To get by
(W-w-wild, I'm about to blow)
Like sweet morning dew
I took one look at you
And it was plain to see
You were my
I'm happy you all are alive
It's all about the, it's all about the
G O O D V I B E S
It's all about the good vibes not about me
It's all about the uh,
Take a look take a good look
Take a look take a good look
Take a look take a good look
Okay we doin on this on the record
Tone we gonna go set it
Off
with Judge Lee
Playin' checkers at the gin
When I dream about the southland
This is where it all begins (from)
Carolina down to Georgia
Smell
Let's shout getting funky's what
It's all about let's dance
Let's shout getting funky's what
It's all about let's dance
Let's shout getting funky's what
a dreamer but fuck working for peanuts
And my team got my back like sealy posturepedic
Money on my mind and I mean it (Think about it all)
Ay we chasing
pants up
Its all good baby
You know where I'm at right
In case you need be me come put it on your back side
Only if you act right
Damn it you doing it
a sigh
When they know little Joe's passing by
Sometimes the cabin's gloomy and the table's bare
Then he'll kiss me and it's Christmas everywhere
pin stripped suit and a black Crusher hat
The lines on his weathered face were deep and longcast
Carved by all the years of sanctuary found in his
the music bumpin all the way from The club to the crib Oh yeah
Written by
Elliott Nichols
average Joe so she don't even trip about my late nights up at the studio
And all she want is a good time bills paid and hair done she say she don't want no
Likes to judge people in many wrong
Ways i felt judged by many people and
That every time that I judged somebody
They always took offense to it
But I
What's happenin' all over?
I'll tell ya what's happenin' all over.
Guy sittin' home by a television set
Who once used to be something of a rover.
What's happenin' all over?
I'll tell ya what's happenin' all over.
Guy sittin' home by a television set
Who once used to be something of a rover.
While Mary was sleeping, Joe sat on the ground
Trying to wrap his head around what had gone down
They'd made it to Bethlehem, the baby'd been born
Wherever the fuck we are today on tour
I've, uh, I've already rolled about four blunts
It's 3:38 PM
I'm going off, here we go
What up, what's good? I'm
The white bitch got rich like Federline
Fuck a g-pack, I'll show you how to read crack
You get it soft and then you rock it like T-Mac
The weed good price,
man, Joe can
But you and your friend can both get rammed like uhh
You's a private dancer
Low riders, when she walk pulling her pants up
Its all
about it
It’s more like your image
How you wanna
Be remembered?
Any holes in ya game
Gone get you
Some exposure
Going against me
You gone have to
Tighten
from J Prince
She get it poppin', I'm a send her shopping and that ain't even my main bitch
Home invasions, live action, smoker Joe, I'm hijacking
It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019
(Great John on the beat, by
right up and cupped his hands across my eyes
I guessed, "Is it Uncle Frank or Cousin Louie?
Is it Bob or Joe or Walter?
Could it be Bill or Jim
the goods y'all don't want nothing of it
Like, Castor oil, I Castor Troy you
Change your face or the bullets change all that for you
Y'all niggas is
the goods y'all don't want nothing of it
Like, Castor oil, I Castor Troy you
Change your face or the bullets change all that for you
Y'all niggas is
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