Lyrics:
spots for me to hit, and "aw shit"
Soon as I seen her saw us playin' hide the weiner
Wanna "Freak Like Me", fuck Adina
Up and down is the object, side
it over and move on up just
A trifle further and reel and rock it,
Roll it over,
Roll Over Beethoven rockin' in two by two.
Well, early in the mornin'
And you workin', givin' arm and a leg
Say he workin' but he just talkin' 'cause he ain't workin'
Like a long-distance bitch
Who you know that's out
kids come to knock up on your door so
Let 'em in, let 'em in
Let 'em in (hey)
Not a day goes by
When I ain't gettin' high, they wonder
Why don't I
Givin' me a bad vibe (ooh-ooh, help me see)
Guess I'm just a bad guy (oh, yeah)
Throw yo' hands up in the air (ayy)
If ya know he love ya (ayy)
Tell
money,
We don't need your money, money, money,
We just want to make the world dance,
Forget about the price tag,
It ain't about the (Ugh) cha chang cha
a fuck about your hustle, that don't mean more to me than these skits (yeah)
Scorin' up with these sticks, if you don't pour enough, I ain't sippin'
Ayy, smoke this blunt, I feel fine
Ayy, wake up, thank the lord one time
(Cardo got wings)
Ayy, we ain't even home, we inside
Yeah, she givin' dome,
letting go
Of the odds you're up against
In the end you can't look back
On all the might have beens
Another day of getting by
Another night of givin in
harder for the hardened
?? but the smartest broken artists by the carton
Livin' while I'm givin' ?? ??
Not hear to bust your bubble send your trouble
hands on some dollars and cents
And fools can't hold us
Every chance we get, we hittin' up the rollers
Comin' up short of the green guys
And I might
Can finally swim up
To the surface above
Gotta focus my intention
Gotta do it for myself
Aint nobody have to tell me
They don't know the things I felt
the game way too long and ain't take a loss
How you showin' up to work late and think you a boss?
My plane takin' off, more money in the bank
Less time
slidin' fucked up nigga what up
In the cut flossin' like a motherfucker what up
Beside all being now tell me where ya comin' from
That ain't where I
note I'm leaving after this song
So you ain't gotta feel no way about Jay, so long
At least let me tell you why I'm this way, hold on
I was conceived
been a switch up
Switch up
Switch up
I just can't not
Sunk in your bed rock
Caught up in your love shock
Knocked out by your cold shot
I'm stuck
they could hang
Givin' up slang trying to fuck with ah chain gang BANG!
Str8 land ah the heartless
Where the thugs be thinkin' ah execution
Str8
muscle
I ain't slacked up yet or backed up yet
No wonder niggas act upset but act up flex
I promise I show you where your rest at
Duck a headshot and I
thinkin'
Everybody down here trippin'
If you up there
Upstairs
This is Nina tellin' you to listen
The vision I'm givin' everyday
Life is dumpin' on us like
thang man, we keep it pimpin'
Got one comin' wit' me man, I got love
I got love for my niggaz who be watchin' my back
No I ain't got love for hoes
And I know you just hate to see it
Can't imagine being you, ooh, I'd hate to be it
I'm done fakin' humble, actin' like I ain't conceited
'Cause,
twins
By the way we shake hands
Got it out the mud, but we grew up in the sand
You a shooter or a fan?
We can't get at you, then we gon' bring it
girl (You go, girl!), it ain't no man's world
You can do anything (You can do anything), do what you feel
Excuse me, hold up...(Pep got the floor!)
I'm
the countdown
I'm going to march around
Day by day I see the walls their shaking
I'm gonna march around my Jericho
Until I see the walls fall down
Ain't givin up
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