Lyrics:
losing his voice and no...(activator
spraying sound)
To make my hair look moist
Just a sack of pommel that I got from John Dale
'cause this is how
And watch yo' side to side.
Betta' grab yo' gat, light that blunt,
The streets gon' ride tonight.
And I'm just gon' ride it out,
Til my expiration date.
popping things for their cranium that is dangerous
I never sell my soul for a temporary flavourless
Quest that is governed by the devil dog
I use to sit in
I grabbed her by the hair it came off in my hand
And that beautiful girl was just a beautiful man
And old Jim just got sick right there on the floor
yeah)
Meet me by the moon (right)
Half past dusk (fuck that)
Back from the dust, Cut Throat
He loves them drugs and guns
Jump in the cut, got about
my Savior
Girl, what can I say, you got the crazy flavor
I'm givin' you plenty propers so you got to score
The only one that's gonna make you
you smoke
HE gonna forgive and that's you; now don't get me wrong
I like LL, but GOD da G.O.A.T'
HE da greatest of all time, if I'm lying I'm blind
get ur hair from ma hair shop i'm talking bone straight long down to the knee cap
I Been the shit, flow cold, no cap
Back to fuck d game up yeah I
lips right there?)
Do you mind if I wanna pull on your hair
(Do you mind if I wanna pull on your hair)
Do you mind holdin' onto somethin' while I'm
me by my government
Are you gonna suck it like it succulent?
I'mma have you up late, do you like chocolate?
I'm an animal, I need a big batti girl
"I-I-I'm sorry" my ass
That's why you're paying for it
You got the garbage, I got the trash can for it
The man ain't gon' stand for it
You better respect
All My teachers all told me this is the time of my life
I'm look back on my youth and I'm knowing now that their right
I used to want to be older
I was
But if you don't mind I'm only gonna kiss you on the cheek this time
Oh, with all that I've done wrong, I must have done something right
To deserve her
of sin, living beneath my privilege
Doing things that were contrary to God as well as the law
But after all the things that I did
And after all the sins
this s*** I did with my Mac-11
Did I sell my soul? Mama woulda saved me
That's the way that daddy raised me
Oh God, help me I'm losin it
So f*** it!
I can hold my liquor
But this man can’t handle his weed
Dark and lonely now
On Chicago, south of town i'm on to Indiana
I heard it in the radio now
many milligram
But what made a iller jam
My rhyme is the rhythm of thoughts
That kill a man
Ideas for the ear to fear
Might split 'em, he'll never
And they ears be chandeliers, lit up like a lamp, who cares
They cooch is fierce, the only thing loose is hairs
That's right y'all, if a rap nigga say my
"I-I-I'm sorry, my ass!"
That's why you're paying for it
You got the garbage, I got the trash can for it
The man ain't gon stand for it
You better respect my
She had long red hair perfume sweet
And shouldn't be taboo but it is,
My night be your reality but its his
Night, right blue and all the blue
not gonna reach my telephone
Cause I'm out in the club
And I'm sipping that bubb
And you're not gonna reach my telephone
I've had a little bit too
here it is at your service
The b the I the g the d-a-double-d-y
And when it comes to rippin' the mic, oh my oh my oh my
I guarantee you by time I'm
Bob's on the radio
I'm talking to the ghost of Stevie-Ray
Down by the windmill
And Mr Tambourine man stand up and sing a little
I don't care what
on a splizzy
Bouta take a flight off
Outa Town
Sip patron till she drown
Got me a Charlie Baltimore
cnd She gon hold it down
She the Queen I'm the King
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