Lyrics:
no top
Making bottles pop
Chilling by the rocks
Top shelf smoking while we running from the cops
Told brodie keep it cool baddies come in twos
When you
don't give a fuck if I'm uncool or cool
The treat is that I could tweet something to piss off big fan-bases
Then I'd completely not give a fuck about
don't give a fuck if I'm uncool or cool
The treat is that I could tweet something to piss off big fan-bases
Then I'd completely not give a fuck about
two step
Can you keep a focus on the many miles you got left
Straight line, this is life up down, side to side
Can't keep control of anything other than
We stick together through the times
With the attitude like Miles
We keep it koming
We keep it koming
We keep it koming
We keep it koming (Spark
realty
Get up ＆ ready
Get up ＆ ready
Oh, I'm ready to be
Queen of the rock.
So baby, tell me
what am I supposed to be
Tortured by a guilty conscience
What
Hook
You let the paper cover the rock
cnd Satan used scissors to cut us a lot
You let the paper cover the rock a
Nd Satan used scissors to cut
Stop, this is the blues
Wouldn't be Hip-hop drops
Without the blues
Wouldn't be
Rock or pop
Without the blues
Neither R&B
Folk or country
Soul
went down to the Bedford Bar
And bought a six dollar PBR
Hipster girl
Cool by the numbers and she rocks my world
Knows all the indie bands you've never
you can call me cool
Now when I rock instead of
Just average I'm better
Than the average man
And that's why I can
Make a real human feel like a manakin
and I carried a big knife"
Every day is a chase, every day is a race
And every day you're being overpowered by my bass
Too much juice to be a deuce,
your eardrums
Increasing their rate of vibration
I wanna rock ya-rock ya, that's all you need to know-know
"I Need A Beat," is the title
your eardrums
Increasing their rate of vibration
I wanna rock ya-rock ya, that's all you need to know-know
"I Need A Beat," is the title
never the less on my jock
Devastated by the knock I got
In a trunk with a fallen top
I'm a playa, nominated for G of the Year
With rocks in my ear
Wood
und Pisse erzeugen kool Savas!
Doch lässt es zu! You don't want it with
Mir oder meiner Crew
Ich fick' alle Idioten mit
Einer Line und zerreiß'
Jeden am
verbreiten und Pisse erzeugen
Kool Savas!
Doch lässt es zu!
You don't want it with
Mir oder meiner Crew, Ich fick alle Idioten mit einer Line und zerreiß
from multiple stab wounds
And leaks sounds that's heard
93 million miles away from
Came one to represent the Nation
This is a gathering of the masses
from multiple stab wounds
And leaks sounds that's heard
93 million miles away from
Came one to represent the Nation
This is a gathering of the masses
the wing-ding and flipped it
(Yea) and never forget when done in bed by
Eazy, the name of a Compton hard head
Cool but local like loc never broke
'Cause
Yeah BOP YouAlreadyKnowww
Look I swear to god you can ask me this bitch name Nigga I don't even know
I'm with the pull up with the hop out rock out
cock cock
It was 7:00 on the dot dot, when I pull up to her spot spot
That little bitch is a thot thot, I don't want diseases I just want the top top
I'm headed down a highway, got a suitcase by my side
Blue skies hangin' over my head; I got five hundred miles to ride
I'm goin' down to Memphis
I'm headed down a highway got a suitcase by my side
Blue skies hangin' over my head I got five hundred miles to ride
I'm goin' down to Memphis
to grow, to show
The elevation of a people built is so
Jesse Jackson, Miss America a black one
No more livin for just a small fraction
I was once told by
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