Lyrics:
to brag a bet about it (oh)
'Cause I can't live without it (ay)
Seen her on the streets when I was like ten
Expressions on the Latin and the young Black
hands up
And let me hear the party say
I'm kinda buzzed, it's all because
(This is how we do it)
South Central does it like nobody does
(This is
of her mind
like a hurricane's rain
She does not stand a chance
at this luna dance, riptide
I was thinking of Van Gogh's last painting
Watching for thievin' I'm cautious it's like I'm barely breathin'
Puttin a bullet in motherfuckers give me a reason
See me and hope I'm intoxicated
to show up and leave, no one succeeds
So he moves with his peers, different blocks, different years
Sitting on, different benches like it's musical chairs
raised (break it, break it, break it down now)
Blowin' chocolate up out your van and
They see me pop up on icy 'cause I could (what?)
You been gone so
don't run counters no more
But I took a fly route to an opposite shore
A real life viking, shout out to St. Paul
Foamposite Max like I'm out of Wake
to brag a bet about it (oh)
'Cause I can't live without it (ay)
Seen her on the streets when I was like ten
Expressions on the Latin and the young Black
you gon' like it
I know you gon' like it
I'm stepping out hotter this year (hotter, hotter under ya)
I'm stepping out hotter this year (hotter,
Wyclef the multi-talented
Average heads can't handle it
I'll bring it to you live
Only if you want it
Me and my guitar go back like the days of the R
know what im saying?
Look, we about to go I 255, [yeah]straight up to Memphis.
[ya show]See what im saying, Paul said he gone meet us by Wal-Greens, we
a thousand-five cannons
Nigga gettin' it on
Peep out the window, I was solo flashin'in the streets
Caught by cops
I'm tell them bring some extra tape and plenty
Produced by: Derek Brin co-producer: RuPaul
Background vocals: Marlaina Kemp rap: Speedy
i'm lookin at you and I can see you lookin at me too
Well -
tight
When me gotta get mine
You know what I want
But do Koopsta gets it
Storm on this bitch
Like some new used confetti
Astronomical Triple 6
Writes
to look like rain
So what's your hurry, baby
They'll always be another plane
(CHORUS)
Give it one more try
Right here by my side
Leaving's not the answer
I'll stand by some water somewhere thinking about his lot
If Paul Gilley wrote the words to the saddest song that Elvis ever heard
Even if he did not
If
with my competitors
Imma be fucking up all of them
Money like Steph Curry, and I dish it out to my team like Chris Paul and them (Griffin!)
So lose
'm so far gone, she stay blasting Trey and his songs
All damn day long, it's like she never heard of me
Now everytime somebody asks me
If I sing
Is like a movie
But we kill dem in real life
Up to di crime, I told dem it's Kartel (crime after crime)
Seem like dem forgot who we be (why?)
See
[Paul Wall]
They think I'm a drug deala, I'm dealin large
Cause I'm playin with more diamonds, than a deck of cards
My wrist light up the room
And this bitch call him in the pool with Michelle
And her tops off like she cool with Janelle
And if it pop off, I'm kicked out the hotel
Ayy, we did
the road is gettin' rougher as I roll on up the hill
High times passin' by me just like I was standin' still
But I'm almost to the top and I'll go until I
keep this shit low
But it ain't workin', my
Circle on fire like a circus now
Around the same niggas I been around, so
Of course I (Of course I
Vatos
Threw a punch, got jumped, dusted off and then walked home
Shit, it's like 6 p.m. and his temple throbbing
Hand in the cabinet by seven, sniff
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