Lyrics:
along on tour
Just to have a good time
Or paying Calamity Jane five-thousand
Dollars to be heckled
By twenty thousand macho boys in Argentina
Or asking my
fold like a bad poker hand
now watch me shake this bitch up like the dice games
see I'm always schemin tryin to get over niggaz like left
bitches like my holster 'cause they're always on my hip
In V.I.P., I'm with the shits, I cop a trey, she cop a fifth
That's my bitch!
That's my nigga,
sleep (uh huh)
We get high, we get by, yet we roll with it
We've been up, we've been down, we got over it
Everywhere we go (hey), we're the kings
(I will roll over every nook and cranny with a pickup truck like)
I ain't walking 'round all mopey and sad (I break)
(Like straight up and down, I am
gonna tear you apart limb by limb
Chorus
I’m Hanging on by a Thread
Getting Pushed over the Edge
Your words are driving me Mad
I’m a Ticking Time Bomb
V
is so precise, gangsta all my life
I don't get robbed, I control the heist
Cold as ice, still nothing, this whole device
Life's a gamble, so I roll
Finger rolls, finger waves, closet full of old leathers
Old sweaters, old boots, that's a whole suit for some cold weather
New sale, two L's and some old
hip-hop bumping in my hatchback
Upgraded to 'V.L.' nothing to splash cash
Sweetest sound system
With the maroon velour
Alone and poor
But I felt like I
jealous by the looks im catchin
I hate dumb skeezers, MC beater
Dropped five grand on my big wad meter
Smooth like ice, dont get nice
Just turn up the box
My rolls like a million dollar bills folded in green slime
With my foes erased drink my henney straight no chasin'
Catch my body like Haitian 5
by my homie but I (Can't make it)
If it was non-existent I would die (Stay with me)
I don't want to ever let it go (A quickie)
Beat it down like I'm
we provide it ride it
'Til the wheels fall of shaking 'em all off
Six figure niggas with it over did it spit it
In ways that'll cause a rush
Keeping
finished the show (the show)
Cut the pie up with the guys, they still sliding, keep it quiet
Remember I was broke, I robbed lil' Rico for his Jordan 5
expecting her
And she's got work to do
He helplessly stands by
It's meaningless to try
As he rubs his red-rimmed eyes
He says I've never seen her get
Mini Producer
I'll be there about five
Oouu
Swing by(swing by)
I'm outside(I'm outside)
Let's ride(let's ride)
I'll be there about five(oouu)
Swing
I got a mortgage and my kids in a forest by the bridge
And I drives a Rolls Royce in a porridge with dem grills
So you understand I was tryna pay me
by the door, louder than a bomb
All the way down the street you heard his song
"Roll up, roll up, tonight is a night
Freddie Frost gives his last
chill, V in black, quarter mill
We don't shop at saveraux, 60 thou for the roll
Drop top foreign flow, this is not affordable
Wrist cold, caught
Mozart
Just stand, say you're mad damn, why him?
Z-oh-one Tonka, five-sixty Benz
I'm sick and mad deep no shorts and no sleep
I'm bugged like
Nevada, and New York City, New York
This will expire at five o'clock A.M. Eastern Standard Time
Please get to an underground shelter or a fallout shelter
the store
Got a place we can go
Drie slow make a right keep it tight
Now, park by the meter
Roll the weed up
Baby girl push ya seat up between the heater
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
As the world turns
As the world turns my niggaz grow and grow and grow
And get dough and roll and ride
Niggaz die and mommas cry
Niggaz got alibis
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