Lyrics:
Farewell I'm losing myself to Mandness
Drawn by the wide eyed feeling there
The foothold found in my reflection
Has proven worn and worse for wear
say its' a party
Turn up turn up turn up tonight
I see my gees with a bottle of Bacardi
Turn up turn up turn up tonight
Everyone is looking happy
Turn
Never trust a bitch who finds love in a camera
She will fuck you, then turn around and fuck a janitor
Set the parameters
You either with the pro
have to
Praying no car speeds by for me to crash to
Steering wheel in my hand
Trying to hold it steady
Anything in my way is dead
Cause
soldier
Well I'll fight by you, I'll die for you, tonight
Crawled through fields of rusted wire
Machine gun rattle, rocket fire
Just to see your
and a bottle of rum
Drink and the devil had done for the rest
Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum.
Wrapped 'em all in mains'l tight
Twice ten turns of a hawser's bight
star in the sky is known by name
As they shine so bright so far away
Your smile once did the same for me
But that time has passed
Don't look back
You
on bended knees for him
Precious baby, is your life hanging by a thread?
All I have all I am all I can
For him
I'd beg you on bended knees for him
I've
What's that in your bottle? Sippin'
On lean by the liter
God damn Quavo, you movin' too slow
What the lean go for?
We can chop it up in the bando
I ship
girl on a bean, on the lean
Shakin' like a walkin' tambourine for the green
I can show you how to start a party
I can show you how to pop a bottle
I
to the liquor store
She wanna go to the liquor store
I took a ho to the liquor store
I hit your ho by the liquor store
Boy, you a drunk, think I licked that
was worse
As night falls on the horizon
You tell me how I die
A broken heart was the reason
By you you implied
So now I go back and empty the bottle
I
all these rappers
They be posin' like models
Fully loaded and I'm goin' full throttle
(Aye) mana potion, mix it by the bottle
Switchin' up the flow, I'm
[Marty Mula]
I’m like mmm... I could really give a fuck
Came with 2 hoes cuz they say i’m too much
Yeah it’s up, Brody got a chop, turn it up
the street
If I had s ship i know what i would call her
Bottle it in seven ports
If i had a rocket i would take a planet
Take you right on board
Can we fix
And (Cool J) don't move the bottle let the corks pop
I'm incredible, well nigga, outrageous
Turn money like encyclopedia pages
Get freaky throw dyke
tell just by the look in your eyes
You want me baby
You can get it if you want some
Better be ready cause you're in for a ride
Cause once I'm finish you
Little did I know, though I probably should have guessed
By the way you walked and talked and spoke and smoked an dressed
You actually seemed
gone
I'm flying on
With everyday that passes by
We're closer to the sky
Not gonna wait for the medicine
I'm gonna wait for a cure
I'll wait my turn
Wait
On a warm summer's evenin' on a train bound for nowhere
I met up with the gambler, we were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a-starin' out
Boom, streets hot, rubber burn infernal
No brakes, rocket ride eternal journal
Liquor speed, cheetah prints on asphalt
Swift moves, ain't nobody
break glass
They fucked Rodney King up and now it's they ass
So it's bottle rockets through the window
Kids that was never smoking endo
Fiends kicking
Intro
Rap by R.Kelly
(feat. R. Kelly, Fabolous)
[R. Kelly]
Y'all know what this is
so bob your heads, yeah
ladies it's your boyfriend
you way different
We by ourself, nobody else, not even the gang with me
For you, I'd cross over the sea, you who I wanna be
Every time we freak, we
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