Lyrics:
it's hard to tell
Who really cares for me
So you when hear this song
You should say a prayer for me
I drift off on a cloud by myself
Thinking bout
Run the track
Ooh, it's, it's so funky, it's, it's so funky
(Yes it is, 15 after da' hour, baby)
Ooh, ooh, it's, it's so funky, it's, it's so
shame to live this way
Oh but baby comes and then it goes right on down the line
When you're living on borrowed money, working on borrowed time
Yeah
you raisin children now?'
But it's all gravy I'm with Baby making millions now
So I still smile
I'm taking care ya wife bra
Ain't nothing changed,
it's worth I got the right net
Sittin' here excited by some shit that ain't write yet
No regret, live by a code you don't know 'bout
Y'all niggas
Traditional, arranged and adapted by Arlo Guthrie
It was late last night when the boss came home
Asking about his lady
The only answer that he got
to blow the track
Wide open, who's next to float by Billy Ocean? (Uh-huh)
I got a city of girls wet and still soaking
Yo, dreamy eyes, you better run it
Josephine. How do you do?
Do you remember me baby like I remember you?
You used to laugh at me and holler 'Woo woo woo"
You used to live over yonder by
to leave it, wanted to wait
When the taxi door was open wide
I pretended I was horrified
By the uniform and gloves outside
Of the courtyard gate
You
"Don't you wear no black.
Go to Saint Louis, you can win him back."
Help me to Cairo, make Saint Louis by maself,
Git to Cairo, find ma old friend
Just point out the bounce
Yes, just point out the bounce nigga
Yo, listen
Rumor has it "The Blueprint" classic
Couldn't even be stopped by Bin
wild
Watchin' her, watchin' me
Escapin' to her, she's talkin' to me!
Girl, I can tell by the look in your eyes
And the way that you back it up
I can
on time
But baby I'm switchin' to another line
So honey, never hang your single out for me
I'm tired of running on the same old track
Bought a one way
the last track that you missed
It's an intimate moment
To be betrayed by a kiss
Tender lips can hit you so much harder than a fist
It's a damnable
I see ya next
This track is KayGee's baby and he named it "Def"
I'm smoking in em, it's like chimneys, I ain't friendly
Fuck your fendy, I'm
float
That's Ali
Bombayay, Baby bombs away
Hear me dropping heat
Hiroshima
Nagasaki
Stylz why you nuke the beat
Think it's kinda sick
How you puking
look both ways
Pull it off the hip
Blast at anybody say that you can't flip
This crack into rap music every other zip is a track
Get used to it, get
don't give a damn
I had to do it by myself
I don't fuck with people I dont fuck with you
All the real ones by my side
Know I got you ya they knew
All them
scythe boy from the soda
I'm a purple heart soldier baby I thought I told you
Told you Told you told you told you
I got swag like jojo's stardust crusaders
the blue
Yeah I'm off of the ground up in the clouds
Not sure which one I'm on
And I couldn't tell you what day it is baby
Not when your in my arms 'cause
the rims keep moving
Sign pictures by the hundred, to the youngins in the hood
Cause I ain't hollywood, I come from the hood
I'm use to it, if your rear
Catch you a body, track life
It's 'bout money, we with it
We can't get it, we steal it
Rob that nigga, cut him down
This for Dunk and D-Picture
Baby youngsters wanna be like you
You're the father figure of today
We need to find a better way
[j.t. the bigga figga]
We at the afterparty chillin
track off-the-rack kind of a track
You forced to rap, remember that? It's that
You know where I'm at, there go the gat
Pass me a bat,
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