Lyrics:
by six
Damn, how'd it get so late so quick?
The sun rising (already?) Until the next time
I love diving in your mind
And coming out with every
to rush by)
A dizzy twister dance, can't find my drink or man
Where are my keys? I lost my phone, phone (oh, oh, oh-oh)
What's goin' on, on the floor?
Get ready (get ready),
Back by popular demand (he's back)
Snoop Dogg! (yo)
(One, two, check up)
One, two, check up
Yeah one, two check up
the memory stays
And those were the good old days
I can still remember good old Mr. Fender
Who ran the corner grocery store
Oh, he'd strolled down
cause I'm sure that they mean you well
But every time they fail she runs right back to Mr. Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Mr. Yeah
Yeah, yeah,
front
Oh dad, I heard you used to like sports
Yeah? Used to keep money in a sports bag
Heaven said you ain't be home in some weeks
Nigga
Don't go starting
talk"
Give a fuck about your thoughts, call me if you get lost, bitch
Okay, now you understand what we came here to do, right?
Oh yeah, me, I go by
Yo Lionel, I went by the bar man, guess they told me outta jail?
Who dat?
They said Mr. Trouble's outta jail!
Mr. Trouble dem outta jail?
They
Lil Uzi, Yeah yeah
You know I'm savage
.40 Glock posted on the block
And my shorty pop when that forty stop
You a cold rat informing cops
of Spain
And, by herrons, I'll make 'em rue the time
When they swept the legs from a child of mine."
Before the parade passes by
I'm gonna get in step while there's still time left
Before the parade passes by
Mrs. Levi, come along!
Cornelius
Pretty lil lady, lil lady
I tried to put her on but she already made it
Pretty lil lady, lil lady
And she got her own
She don't need a nigga paper
I won't bore you with the details, baby
I don't even wanna waste your time
Let's just say that maybe
You could help me ease my mind
I ain't Mr. Right
I'm standing on a bridge
I'm waitin' in the dark
I thought that you'd be here by now
There's nothing but the rain
No footsteps on the ground
I
me (This is your chance)
Take a dip with me
Don't go
[Snoop Dogg]
Oh no, I have a party to attend
With some civilized people, and some more
they fault cause I'm sure that they mean you well
But everytime they fail she runs right back to Mr. Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Mr. Yeah
and my baby, yeah,
we're out here on the floor, oh yeah
So, Mister, Mr. D.J.
keep those records playing
cause I'm having
such a good time,
dancing with my
by six
Damn, how'd it get so late so quick?
The sun rising (already?) Until the next time
I love diving in your mind
And coming out with every
song
I might blow up my radio, oh
You can clear the room
By playing Debbie Boon
Or crank your Abba records until dawn
Oh, I can even hear
Slim Whitman
Once more again oh no
There's ecstasy on every face
Of every girl in our whole place
The Amazing Mr.Repeat
At your service again
Once more again
Risqué lil' hoes keep tryin', by the end of the day my M's gettin' wired
My own rims for every time we tried
I'm sensei and senseless, same time
Two
back
Mrs mary Mack, all rolled in pack, roll up
She let me hit, straight from the back
And oh, I think I love that bitch
I think I love that bitch
I
be on you like damn
I know you got a man, man, man
But tell me what your man, man, man
Got to do with me, me, me
(Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Got to do
your head, like I got your ass on record
Tune, don't be so cruel, Tune don't be so rude
Nah, fuck that, fuck these lil niggas, fuck these lil dudes
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