Lyrics:
with sounds; count it down and we
(Lifting off) five on it--used to the split the cost
Roll it up, take a hit and cough, relax
Keep reefer like
?
Are you ready to take off?
It's too late
Are you ready to take off?
Day by day
Spread the love
Are you ready to take off?
Save these words
Are you
like we on the prowl
Nothing like money make a bitch loose her blouse
Well done homie, we rich take a bow
Set it off (oh oh, ayy)
Fire me up
Set
like we on the prowl
Nothing like money make a bitch loose her blouse
Well done homie, we rich take a bow
Set it off (oh oh, ayy)
Fire me up
Set
on his
Own, and a double entendre for technical
Fouls in basketball jay opens
There by asking forgiveness for making
His first dollars off drugs, cooked
This song is criminal enjoy by everyone
Na yeah
I'm a criminal why can't I take it all for tonight
I don't want a mind-sick I just wanna forget
get a light, B (and then I'm gone)
Off that Cali bud, what the fuck you chokin' on?
Mr. Bud by the Zone, O's like Omarion
And we ain't tuckin' nothin'
That go to show this ass
Kicking ain't gon bother nigga
Cause it's right back where
You started nigga
Being a son of a Harlem nigga
Now you was made by
Take another dose finna dose off
Four by four surf take the doors off
Four three two one nigga blast off
Sipping syrup i ain't had one cough
I cat
of four choices:
You could take a new job offer for more chips
Stick it out a little longer or forfeit
But my advice to anybody that wants to quit
Yeah, I'm off the Hennebeeto and a couple baddies out of Puerto Rico
I'm servin' them bottles, they like charizo
They don't like it clear, they
It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the radio, you're
It's like I'm in the dirt, digging up old hurt
Tried everything to get my mind off you, it won't work
All it takes is one song on the radio, you're
Just get off my block
Lord Have Mercy, Busta Rhymes. Flipmode Trilogy
A yo, we ain't familiar at all, nigga
Don't like it? Go grab your gat
Just get off my block
Lord Have Mercy, Busta Rhymes. Flipmode Trilogy
A yo, we ain't familiar at all, nigga
Don't like it? Go grab your gat
advantage (Okay)
You only get one life (One life)
You bet not take it for granted (Bet not)
You bet not take it for granted (Bet not)
You bet not take it for
life take it or leave it
But better believe that the shit that I'm
Breathing'll leave you bleeding and none life
(none life)
Better back up off me (off
raining inside,
Take our plans,
By the hand,
Hold them tight cause they're like falling sand,
Never know when the winds,
Gonna blow up again/ show up
When I bring it home
Ima take it down
It's what you wanna know
It's what I give
Is what they never show
It's all for the love
It's what you been
Ink-born pretty young thing make no mistake
It ain't 'bout hate but why should I have to wait
And take a back seat to that cookie cutter-ass paperdoll
Big
for free;
Take a load off Fanny, And (and) (and) you can put the load right on me.
Go down, Miss Moses, there's nothin' you can say
It's just ol'
(Okay)
cint come to play at all, but, if it's love and basketball (okay)
First take off ya shirt, (Uh,huh)
Gone take off dem drawls/
I'm try tryna break
won't take long. No, it won't take long
Yo, I'm moving it on, and it won't take long
I'll try and wrap it up by the end of this song
But while I got you
up blasting A/C going wherever instinct takes me
I hate it when I'm like this
The bottle's my accomplice
I'm drunk by myself, gun under my seat
I
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