Lyrics:
cent blunt spot
V walked the town with space boots, space suits
Fucked up cut but she still say his face cute
Told the streets, "What you staring at?"
[Chorus]
Nigga thought I told ya, (told ya) that the war ain't over (over)
You can roll (you can roll) you can get rolled over
My nigga we
a week for Sober October
Now you feel your drinking problem's over?
There's no need to be sorry!
Have an Alaskan party!
by my side
One time she tripping
From one time we dippin
You won't catch me slipping
She tryna cuff me like she 5 0
Aye, like she 5 0
But I be workin
that your bitch be mine
She see me by the bar
She watch me blow stacks
Her man ain't a hustler, man he can't do that
He got a 9 to 5, he used to pump
Here we come..(here we come now girl)
All over you (baby girl unh unh )(Nelly)
You know I spend hot shit when need be
Only nigga that can take a still
Every morning at five-thirty AM
Brought to you by
By the Pink and Pleasant Plastic Icon Company of Del Rio, Texas
Every morning at five-thirty AM in
Every morning at five-thirty AM
Brought to you by
By the Pink and Pleasant Plastic Icon Company of Del Rio, Texas
Every morning at five-thirty AM in
usually not good
Cause I freeze with my hands on a hot hood.
And getting' jacked by the you-know-who.
When in a black and white the capacity is two.
running outside, yelling one-eight
Somebody running outside, yelling one-eight-seven
Aye where the party at?
When the drug dealers and the fiends
back from my classes
Or at Quals or at Little 5
But then every other time he was always by your side
I knew that something had clicked
And I was
going two ways
"Oye"
God bless Uncle Al but knowin him MIA was probably engraved
on the tombstone that stands over his grave to this day!
HEY
So if your
everybody one each
Yes so bring the Veuve Clicquot
We about to hit the big 3.O
Party like it's carnival in Rio
Life's too short, I need a V.O
Yo, we
clothes or jewelry
So when I ask "you want to leave the zip-code?"
Say "sure" and be me
[Chorus 1: Fabolous]
But this is my party
Stroll by if you
(5) Only strong will survive
(4) Cause we live by the sword
(3) Plus sixty degrees
(2) For the black and the blue
(1) For the sun.. step into
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
Sweet Baby, (Yeah)
Sweet Darling, (Yeah)
I Love You, (Yeah)
Forever , (Yeah)
And I love her like no other
Met her in the 80’s introduced by my
Ball buster ten cent Jane
Dead soldier in a picture frame
Behind the sticks in the red
Under the table over his head
Sucky sucky bang
on that Soca wine, so I had to introduce her to my Soca time I say cent, 5 cent, 10 cent, DOLLAR, the mandem lit the whole place on fire, Jane and Finch
Jersey
Now we can do this a couple of different ways, it really depends
Could give them classic NY jeans over the Timbs
Or I could spit about my car
think I sprinkled when I tinkled
so, I dip in the sides there be a sweeter by the seater
cocoa powder, bubble-bath, and rubbing alcohol
for 5
parties, phir bhi Mann mera bhar nai paata
Music meri life hai bhai, music meri girlfriend hai - Music
Meri girlfriend ko koi tang karega, uska to bas
run down on him
Say he might be wit his click, we finna run down on them
Wit tha shits, it's f*ck a b*tch ain't no one's over here
I do tha shit you say
Morning
Came to the windows in the street
Selling red watermelon, 5 cents a piece.
Merry boat on the river
Freedom
Fresh drams to deliver
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