Lyrics:
[Intro: Phonte (Big Pooh)]
Yo... (Hah!)
Waddup y'all? It's Phonte, I got my man Big Pooh up here with me
(Yeah!) It's about 6'o clock in the Chopp
by the way that they messing their cadences
Why you put me at they level that's messed up in every sense
Half a sneeze up on the beat, I say ahh
of the brick going up"
Bought my crib straight cash
(Price of the brick went up)
Shawty wet I made a splash
(Price of the brick went up)
Bout 200 on the dash
of our lives
Do di li va ani lo
and i will stand by your side
for a lifetime
Do di li va ani lo
And i would cross the ocean a thousand times
to stand
sleep
I'm steady pumpin' bullets in your sheets
Wake up, motherfucker, don't stutter
Point blank by a nigga from the gutter, yeah
Gimme mine, gimme
All you know when the album drop my name gonna blow like bang!
I just bust down doors cuz all those watches never gonna be my thang
My shit bang when
by my damn self
By my damn self, upped it by my damn self
I remember I was goin' hard by my damn self
My damn self, I did it by my damn self
I
love you too
Peace
Proof is in the vineyard ay yo
An even more proof
Up in the booth
Norman Rockwell Album of the year
This that 420 Anthem
Rollin' weed up by the handful
If you smokin' at my spot
I need to know if you can handle
'Cause we smoke it by the quarter
This that 420 Anthem
Rollin' weed up by the handful
If you smokin' at my spot
I need to know if you can handle
'Cause we smoke it by the quarter
This song was first released on the Back Home Again album. It is the only album it has been released on.
You can do whatever you want to do
Wherever
could fuck shit up
Look at their faces
Didn't know I could fuck shit up
Look at their faces
Didn't know I could fuck shit up, nah
Look at their faces
slow
She caking that's fa sho but just know I'm in album mode
I don't need to say my name yeah they know
You can tell just by the flow that I'm geeking
"By And By The Way"
words and music © Grant Maloy Smith
From the album APPALACHIA: AMERICAN STORIES
Deep in contemplation
Praying in my hands
Lord
Sem fucked up, musim chlastat whiskey
Z patra pak zase napsat sick shit
Tak jak vždycky, ty si cock jak Indy
A kráva řikala, že prej nic neřikala
up and dump it like a truck Tonka.
Send your bullies home,
Just to fly on my rib or drink when the boy passed by.
She's looking like a Cupid,
So I
you man?
What's up with you man?
Man I'm doin' good
Dropped a freestyle and an album boy I'm back a fat nigga runnin' laps around
Other rappers might
about me
I woke up this morning and figured I'd call you
In case I'm not here tomorrow
I'm hoping that I can borrow a piece of mind
I'm behind
back in the day
I was rapping
Still distracted
By a 9 to 5
Everybody thought I was cappin'
Or thought it was whack
Or saw it as a
Waste of time
I was
Social Season
I'm about to level up
Level up
I'm about to level up
Level up
Call me the one with the vibes
Swerving on I-95
Got my girl by
to the story
I was waking up in Netanya
One morning
wallah the pager was beeping on me
I go to the phone on the wall
And me talk and say
Alo
Alo Itzik
Alo
[Master P talking]
G man, why don't you go on, pass the dank
Let's take a lil' break ya know whatb I'm sayin'
Before we finish this album up
French shoe
I fuck with Wale, Ross, and my nigga French too
And me and Face just slashed the last beat up like a Ginsu
My album like a 'Rari, a lot
French shoe
I fuck with Wale, Ross, and my nigga French too
And me and Face just slashed the last beat up like a Ginsu
My album like a 'Rari, a lot
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