Lyrics:
Da da da da da da
Yes yes yes yes yes yes
It's me again baby, Timbaland
And uh, we doin' somethin' like dis
Hear da beat?
Uh
Say what?
That's
rodies now homies out the hood on the scene
you did the humpty with the you i did the walk wit the queen
was a dream smokin and drinkin ?
Stealin'
Aye, took a Hit-san then I stop time
I got big bands like I'm South By
I just took a bag from a lao wai (老外)
My bitch look bad in a áo dài
When she
Good Vibes
Only Good Vibes
Baby by my side
Baby by my side
When we gon' slide
When we gon' slide
OutSide but we still copped up
Cooped up
It ain't
[ Ant Banks ]
Huh
I mean
This is nothing, man
Bosses will be bosses, man
Hey V, what's happening, baby?
Talk to me
[ Vidal Prevost ]
Hey man
Great John on the beat by the way
Yeah, uh
Baby, I'm back and I'm better
Said she love me, I'm makin' it wetter
Yeah, she only left 'cause I
raised by the G code
Don't bend, nigga don't fold
My uncle taught me how to scrape the bowl
And my auntie still smokin' blow
Came from nothin', nigga
the people take notice
That my last bitch cause she
Stuck on that hoe shit
I been smokin' so much now I'm
Stuck on my last fib
I by the opps cause baby I'm not
Be like that, it just be like that
Baby tell me why it's gotta be like that
Be like that, it just be like that
Baby tell me why it's gotta be like
Yeah, a lot changed since the first Coke Boy album
But then again, not too much
Girls still out here poppin' their boxes
Kids out here smokin
love to stare cause dey know dey see da money.
I open up a mind by openin bank accounts,
Deposit a 100 stacks, break up or take it out.
Baby dats
and the bad
I will be with you by your side
Baby girl you're so untouchable
Baby girl I fuck with you, I fuck with you
Baby girl you're so untouchable
Baby girl
by nice shit
That a cuff uh nigga up fuck a nightstick
Hold my hand feel the chill on my nice wrist (that's my fucking baby)
Give me a reason
fucked ya baby momma
Knocked a baby out her
Got the latest model in my bed with ‘jamas
Making her way to my shower, oh!
She ain’t have ta graduate from
move so I'm driving in a foreign
Feeling real inspire by my fans keep me going. Facts
Cross faded off patron be my potion. Potion
Yah baby smooth rubbed
You see I smash on you pussies and creep with the thugs
I got a T-shirt that say "Weed is not drugs"
I got a tight spot that sits by the sea
Three
that switch
Nigga, my life so lit right now, might pull a Hannah Montana 'round this bitch
I be tellin' them hoes my city I ain't with that baby mama
Love is complicated
Doesn't really have
A particular definition
It's just interpreted
By how each person sees it
The one you love
Loves someone else
I be smoking this a mother fkin it
Eyes babe low smoking gas by the zip
Came with the fire know a nigga got a hit
I be smokin this a mf hit
This a mf
Bought by the dope fiends smokin'
And what about the brother wit' the good jobs
Savin' money and workin' hard?
Bought a house for his wife and kids
Ya
the children die
Bitch made police, and the brutality
Prozac and Ritalin, that ain't what we need
And wonder why our children keep smokin' weed
(Bizzy)
Babies
I'd be a millionaire by now
Maybe even as early as a baby
From the classroom to the break time
Kiss chase in the playground
Hoping that he picks me
Smokin on this good weed
I got good wood bitch
It's aye bee bitch
Baby you can call me mama
Pussy still bomb
like sadam and osama
If you wonder where I
Smokin' on a g when em killas wanna left
Sippin' on a lean with the pressure of the block
Rollin up two, bitch I’m feelin' some nervous,
DEA wanted,
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