Lyrics:
Wassup Buck?!
One time for that boy Paul
Rosenberg! Wassup, dawg? Ayy, but anyway
Turn this shit up right now! It's going down
Right now with Clinton
Slick
Used to get 'em by the hundreds nigga, you can ask Slick
Bet Jeezy pack the dough homie just like Vick
You Know What It Is
I can't even lie
and the burnt out vans
I've got ninety-nine years of laying in the dark
And I'm far too young to lie
I've got ninety-nine ways to play my guitar
It's going
of the city,
Temptations: Boom, boom-boom, boom
Dennis: It was a one-room shack
That slept ten other children beside me,
Temptations: Boom, boom-boom, boom
Watching for thievin' I'm cautious it's like I'm barely breathin'
Puttin a bullet in motherfuckers give me a reason
See me and hope I'm intoxicated
Hit me i like that
Hit me again!
Okay! I go by Weezy F b, that's who I be
You don't wanna lose me like new ID
I beat up the track like the new Ali
like two LeBrons
And my crew is strong as Cali kush
It keep you (higher than heaven's arms)
Hard bottom Ferragamos, IQ too much for mediocre convo
I
archetype like Kimbo Slice
It's strength in the beard, am I loved or feared
A beast amongst boys like Paul I'm revered...
Well,
Like Jacob Jewel, I keep
hall shit
They prayin' on my motherfuckin' downfall bitch like a drought but
You gon' get this rain like it's May weather
G.O.O.D. Music, Ye weather
the great Cars song Drive
Saint Bob made me feel like shit
So I got out an envelope, opened it
Put in a very crisp ten pound note
It was the same one I used
at dealerships, fuck a car note
15's in everything, beating like Harpo
Rolling purple like Harpo, bitches by the car load
They wana see Prince, I'm pulling
to stay that way through all life's demands
'Cause they chip and they nag and they pull at me
And every little thing I make up my mind to be
Like I'ma be
(What)
Wear joggers
In the afternoon
As we watch the TV
RuPaul you like it, but it's not quite for me
We can eat by the ocean
And swim in the sea
We had a little
Change in plans
Like when Paul McCartney
Got busted in Japan
And I said
We got waylaid
When we laid foot
On Mexican soil
See
Wyclef the multi-talented
Average heads can't handle it
I'll bring it to you live
Only if you want it
Me and my guitar go back like the days of the R
Or even if you're from the West or East coast
I'd like to thank all of you, save the most
Don't diss each other by sayin' who's better
Just do it
wide and ask
"Was it def?"
And with the straightest face I be like, "Hell yes"
I slip them the digits to Papa Prince Paul
So I don't go AWOL but yet
album by Chrome, the new artist Chrome
C-H-R-O-M-E, go get it, it's jammin' like a fool (yeah, yeah)
"Straight To The Pros," Chrome, October, 2005 (new
reason ya fronted ya should've just kept it one hunit learn how to make ya face stay stone
[Chorus]
Why you comin at me like that, is it cause I came
the mountains, down by the ocean
Where it don't matter, long as we're goin'
Somewhere together, I've got a quarter
Heads Carolina, tails California
We can
can we be by ourselves sometime?
I've been having this on my mind for a long time
I just want it to be you and me like it used to be, baby
But you
like Paul
Am I tryna please man or God
I just want to see the hand of God move
Tryna please God not you
This a PSA
I advice you too walk by faith
When
know who scoring 41 x dyk it's a hit call duke in the lab work the wrist I can really pop it it never under topic say it's up it's stuck we can never
Something smellin' like shit, that's the new fragrance
It's just me, I do it my way, bitch
Some days I'm in my Yeezys, some days I'm in my Vans
If I knew
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