Lyrics:
if we judging off your advances
Then I just got paid like eight advances, Goddamn!
Got everything, I got everything
I cannot complain, I cannot
I
Yo 'Pac
That's right, hehehe
Yo, I heard you got beat up by the police
Got a big fat lawsuit and everything
Yeah
Niggas just wanna know
If you
That's somethin' we won't talk about
He's smart enough to have ya, but dumb enough to let ya out
I like ya Fendi bag, your alligator shoes
Your
That's somethin' we won't talk about
He's smart enough to have ya, but dumb enough to let ya out
I like ya Fendi bag, your alligator shoes
Your
good, then I say do it
I don't know what you're waiting for
Boy, you got a reputation
But you're gonna have to prove it
I see a little hesitation,
men I admire most are Curly, Larry, Moe
Don't worry about the future
Sooner or later it's the past if they say the thrill is gone then it's time
as good?
Where I'd really like to go
In a year or so?
Don't you want to know?
Of course!
Do you really want to know?
Yes, yes, I do, I do
By
you try to chase it
If you want it then just embrace it
It's right here, turn round and face it
'Cos love is the revolution
So take my hand, understand
I want to save I'll kill
Is that who I truly am?
I truly don't have a chance
Tomorrow I'll keep a beat
And repeat yesterday's dance
Yo, this song
of my moves
'Cause the music like crack on me, cookin' all day
I'm right here, you know where I stay
And if you don't, then ask your girl, she probably
knees in the dirt
And you can try me, fucker, but when I squeeze, it hurt
Fine, we'll lose two lives, yours and mine
Give me any amount of time, don't
homo sapien.
Make you taller if you want it
Make your hair grow longer if you need it.
If it doesn't exist then I guess we can breed it.
There'll
Extra, extra
Read all about it
Extra, extra
We heard the good news
We've come this far by faith
Pick up your pace and don't you be late
I
To feel the strength I want to,
I must hang on to your hand,
Maybe by the time I'm fifty
I'll get up and do a nifty.
Nothing's impossible I have
Just get off wall,let's have a ball
The '70's are gone,it's the '80's ya'll
Grab a flygirl by the hand and ask her to dance
c'mon fellas don't be
[Chorus: x4 Krayzie Bone]
There's always something you got to give up (Yeah, I know)
If you want everything you want (But shit I don't know, I
Do I need your permission to turn the other cheek?
If you can read my mind, why must I speak?
No, I have heard nothing about the man that you seek
wrong 'cause your
Shit don't shine bright
I'm floatin' high, don't talk to me
I'm rollin' high, don't bother me
So follow me, yeah, come and follow me
In
mad at me because I backtrack so casually
You're practically my family
If we married then I'll guess you'd have to be
But tragically our love just
at everything
Go and make it bang, go and make it bang
Gettin' followed by them hollows, go and make it bang
Niggas ain't been to church in a minute
But it's
see, my name is Uncle Sam, I'm your dog
Motherfucker, you can live at the mall
I know your kind (that's why I'm kind)
Don't have receipts (oh, man,
don't want To approach or disrespect
So I text you I gotta have you tonight
[Bridge]
So lets do it again
Meet me at the spot
So we can Dot dot
here?
'Cause if it's on like that, I'll spend the night here
You don't have to leave
You can stay at my house, I aims to please
Just relax
yourself to supply your wealth, only
Limitations you'll ever have are those you
Place upon yourself church is definitely on
The move, you know what I
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