Lyrics:
(yeah!)
I handle my business so I think I deserve to get throwed, throwed
You already know what it is, nigga
Snowman, 16 5 a piece, nigga U-S-D-A
I
home is in the loggin' camp
All week I cut down the mighty trees
Saturday I get to do as I please
I give the man more than his hire
And he'll never know
have a ball
She knows stars, I know that, she want cars
I want jets
She want to get eloped, but I don't know yet
Pick up my fur after sitting
Hanging in
on what I've been doing
Having conversations in my face about what I should do for 'em
What I'mma do keep rolling and dropping weed on 'em
Pack my bags
forty-two names on my class roll
And the Super said ' Well bless my soul'
I teach forty two kids and what do I get
Another day older and deeper in debt
St
happens now
(Another suitcase in another hall)
So what happens now
(Take your picture off another wall)
Where am I going to
(You'll get by you always
watching
Picture slides
But I never seen nothin' like you
Do you, do you want my love, woman
Do you, do you want my face, I need it!
Do you, do you
the bird (look)
So read up 'bout how I used to get beat up
Peed on, be on free lunch
And changed school every three months
My life's like kind of what my
he creates
See, I'ma do my thing and see how much I can scrape
Yo, I'd rather have respect than money, no doubt
But listen to me, y'all, I want
I ain't paying attention to what you're saying
Raindrops keep falling on my brain
'Cause I'm in the drop on flames
I'm so hot even if the weather
we can make it to Christmas
She asked me what I wished for on my wishlist
Have you ever asked your bitch for other bitches?
Maybe we could still
em, ditch em
I gotta kick rocks, can't pick locks
Or spend the rest of my life in a shit-?bath
It's so hard to get a room without a credit card
were the bluest
I never ran from adversity, instead I ran to it
Fear ain't in the heart of me I learned just do it
You get courage in your fears right
your picture in a frame
(Take back your singing in the rain)
I just hope you understand
Sometimes the clothes do not make the man
All we have to do
I'm a father and my son don't see a lot of
If I don't get he'll probably end up with a chopper
In a field out in Philly do you feel me?
Told my momma
and Lucy Liu's
And baby dolls
Get on the floor
Get on the floor, you know what to do
You know what to do
You know what to do
Hey ya! (Uh oh) Hey
near
Pictures on my mind
Stand out so clear
No matter where I am
Or what I do
My darling
All I see is you
You're there in every dream
I ever dream
There
signed by Hov and Dame?
And ran to Jacob and made the new Jesus chains?
In Jesus' name, let the choir say
"I'm on fire, ay," that's what Richard Pryor say
but I can't get my self together
As long as you keep giving good love the way you do
What I have to do just have to wait
Right now I just can't leave
it
I ain't joking, pistol smoking, any nigga can get it
While I'm ballin she by my side wit me
But if some shit jump off she ain't gone ride wit me
to see me)
I'm gonna walk by myself
Just to prove that my love is true (ooh)
All for you, baby
'Til you come back to me that's what I'm gonna do
think say nah play
I know no wetin you dey do me
Because dey scatter my brain
Thug loving when I put you in your place
I can tell you love it just
Wrapping paper in the gutter
Moving slowly as the wind on the sea,
(Faces calling, waves moving)
In your picture on a wall of a house of old
I'm gonna use what I got to get what I need
I'm gonna use what I use all I got
To get what I need, yeah
Look, I was born in a little old shack
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