Lyrics:
my nigga
Just hold it down we older now my nigga
This nigga Ike with the Iverson jersey
Light skin with herpes
Fuckin' sisters in Harlem, Brooklyn
to breathe
It was gravity which pulled us down
And destiny which broke us apart
You tamed the lion in my cage
But it just wasn't enough to change my
How does a bastard, orphan, son of a whore
And a Scotsman, dropped in the middle of a forgotten spot
In the Caribbean by providence impoverished
to breathe
It was gravity which pulled us down
And destiny which broke us apart
You tamed the lion in my cage
But it just wasn't enough to change my
George been climbing
Ever since a chimp
Is that a bird in the sky
Nah bitch it's him
Since a younging
He was the first to the top
If the troop wanna
say, "de trop".
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
You're the top!
You're a dance in Bali.
You're the top!
You're a hot tamale.
been down so low
That the bottom looked like up
Once I felt like second saves
Was enough to fill my cup
Now I've offered all I have
But it ain't no
been down so low
That the bottom looked like up
Once I felt like second saves
Was enough to fill my cup
Now I've offered all I have
But it ain't no
stagger
You know you better not fight
Because the sheriff will just arrest you
You know he'll carry you down
And you can bet your bottom dollar
Oh
stagger
You know you better not fight
Because the sheriff will just arrest you
You know he'll carry you down
And you can bet your bottom dollar
Oh
It isn't great tryin' to breathe
From the bottom of the fate lake
I feel the vibes as feet of Christ go by
Large and small and fast they fall
[Intro]
And we go by the runners
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from, ay)
DJ Khaled, we the best
(I think it's time for me
by
You'd better take my advice and if you blink more than twice
You'd better have something in your eyes
Well I gave my baby money on payday
very little patience
All the bitches different by the car load,
You may wanna get a different auto,
Deep down ya main chick even wanna come,
Come by the fire, lay down your head
My love, I see you're growing tired
So set the bad day by the bed, and rest a while
Your eyes can close
You
The insane locked up in themselves
The homeless down on Main
To those who stand on empty shores
And spit against the wind
And those who wait forever
For
you walk
In the door first look at the store clerk
She's older than George Burns!
Fuck that, do that shit, shoot that bitch
Can you afford to blow this
charged by god,
with a sacred quest. If you will give us food and shelter for
the night, he can join us in our quest for the holy grail.
Well, i'll ask him
and on every street
And if you walk down Hollywood Boulevard
Their names are written in concrete
Don't step on Greta Garbo
As you walk down the Boulevard
She
a distance between me and you
Yet both of us know, in the back of our minds
When it comes right down to the bottom line
We'll make it through,
I'm just in a way,
As the French would say, "de trop".
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
You're the top!
You're the top!
You're a dance in Bali.
a penitentiary dick
Hittin' bitches where it's most needed
Money and weed
Alizé and Hennessy
To my Thug niggas in lock down
Witness me
Bail on these hoe's in
TOP SHELF, ROCK BOTTOM
by Vince Herman/Ronnie Bowman/Mike Armistead
Got in a scuffle down in New Orleans
But I landed in a limousine
Hobo
So gather up the killers
Get everyone in town
Stand me by those pillars
Let me take this temple down
The king so kind and solemn
He wears
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