Lyrics:
Groovin', on a Sunday afternoon
Really couldn't get away too soon
I can't imagine anything that's better
The world is ours whenever we
obtuse
But some distort, tellin' stories like Mother The Goose
My true fam's is David J back since with Vince Mason
We'll draw on three, leave that body
but my day about to break
We can meet up face to face, just let me know if this okay
We still goin' when the day break
Me and the homies
turns her back
We're gonna cut out of class , meet the girls by the railroad track
Well ev'ry Friday night there's a band that you gotta hear
Just
you can't whip they ass, then niggaz get shot
Infamous up in this, you know how we get down
Is that yo' hoe? She feelin' our style
We come through
you'll take this world by surprise
Incarceration fatalities just a nigga reality
Know we moving the weight, just know we ain't burning calories
Only got
Causing terror to Christina Aguilera
When I grab her by the hair and drag her across the Sahara
Beware of this rap terrorist with a therapist
With a hair
This is dedicated to the lover (to the lover)
In you... In you... In you
I can't wait, I can't wait
I can't wait, no can't wait
Leather in
drippin' like the juice
See I'm living proof I got the juice I got the juice
I got, I got, I got Tropicana
When I pull up they can't touch me I go hammer
Tragically struck down in my prime
By the speed at which the bags are dropping
Shoulda watched the sky
You don't wanna live this life, it's really not
Every breath I take like I can't escape
And I'm too afraid
Of letting go of you
I found the secret
To wash away
All this sadness
I found the secret
can't forget you kept it real from the start
And until my last breath I exhale, I'm a keep you with me
And when we do meet again, I'm a keep you with me
this bitch
It's time for me to uh, regulate
Fo' sho', hey
Observe
And you ain't goin' back
Nah, nah, nah, we got to show these motherfuckers what's
we've never been before
A place that we can both explore
The whole world is like an open door
Lets go
I keep my shades all on my face
They can't read my
Ya, ya
Ya, ya (Honorable C-note)
Turn them headphones up Cruz
Way up
Shit like I'm Jackie Chan
Summer is lit and we back again
I'm so way up,
But I just have to pass on by
So no of course we can't be friends
Not while I'm still this obsessed
I guess I always knew the score
This is how our
Crooked cops
This whole thing that you seeing
Was predicted by PAC
We tired of banging on these
Doors, it's time to break these locks
So the system
Can't
[Sleepy Brown]
This is dedicated to the lover (to the lover)
In you... In you... In you
I can't wait, I can't wait
I can't wait, no can't wait
[Sleepy Brown]
This is dedicated to the lover (to the lover)
In you... In you... In you
I can't wait, I can't wait
I can't wait, no can't wait
lunch by lakes
MJand meet a hundred different bitches when I drop new tapes
I had to sacrifice, get things right
In this rap life, I paid my dues
everyday
If it was just me I'd be headed south
But Marie can't catch no train
She's got some pain and she thinks it's a baby,
Says we gotta wait and see
night it was a dream
This morning a fantasy
Back when the only fan I had was a fiend
Meet me by the Acura cause the cops like
To get help from
on yo' body for me to touch while you clutch this game
I keep flowin' like H20 it ain't Outhin' for me to say
Why you keep actin' like a hoe? but there
love when we hug, we become paralyzed
Our bodies explode in ecstasy unreal
You're as soft as a pillow and I'm as hard as steel
It's like a dream land,
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