Lyrics:
note I keep it G
Like track four, kick in the door by BIG
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I promise you'll find the key
To that punchline, I'm
Another day goes by, and still the children cry
Put a little love in your heart
If you want the world to know, we won't let hatred grow
Put a little love
Another day goes by, and still the children cry
Put a little love in your heart
If you want the world to know, we won't let hatred grow
Put a little love
Behold! I am Funkadelic
I am not of your world
But fear me not
I will do you no harm
Loan me your funky mind, and I shall play with it
For
and the rat-a-tat-tat by Max or Philly Joe
On we go
{all together}
(lyrics not printed)
[Doodlebug]
The season's been fat like some boom
Doodlebugs math jazz
By 4 o'clock (It's gonna change)
You were pretty high (It's gonna change)
Lying on the floor (It's gonna change)
Looking at the sky (It's gonna
soft as a feather, I TKO it, Mayweather
In the lobby Four Seasons with like ten or twelve broads
All headed to my suite, it's a million thot march
there be a harvest for the world?
A nation planted
So concerned with gain
As the seasons come and go greater grows the pain
And far too many feelin'
get me wet
Lest we forget, love is a four season concept
Many say the rain they can't stand
Never let the weather determine the man
God has a plan,
You like a Rav 4, I'm like the Aventador
Birkin bags, man I murk them ads
When I re-up on Reloaded, I'ma hurt them bad
Every shoot is hot, when I'm
world
And make you wish for the next night
I got what you're waiting for
[Naughty By Nature]
Now here we go
I say I kick looking all rich
Like
goes down
Well, you know what's wrong with the world today
People done gone and put their Bible's away
They're living by the law of the jungle not
the rich
Five, only strong will survive
Four, 'cause we live by the sword
Three, plus sixty degrees
Two, for the black and the blue
One, for the sun,
place,
They got me feignin' for currency, the money it goes,
It's like I'm a, dreamin' senior season me ballin,
Official hated, and my enemies be
all of the seasons!
You're the weakness that I can't control!
Baby you all I need to get by
You fly, so you're all I need to get high
You got it? So
Wearin' her diamons, wearin' a big ring
She got rasors on her fingers and everything
Devil with the blue dress, blue dress
Blue dress devil with the blue
to catch her eye
'Cause, man, she is so hot
But you can't compete with a superstar
He's got a big old house and little red car
And what you need is
starter coats
Laflare entertainment by myself
But I used to have a high right, low left
Gettin' money by da truck loads
Rollin up big fat el productos
Rosey, how are you?
Jackie, hey man, that's really out of sight
Well, thanks, Rosey wow, you sure are big
Well, you know
Being big get me into a lot
I was a little boy, living in the void
I was never joyed
World destroyed before it began
Never had a man
Never had a figure to hold my hand with
Man they might as well be from another universe
F see f see
I'd like to live in one world or another
F see bb f
Baby one world or another would almost
names
The big dog with the big chain, frostbit bracelet to match
Cats say I'm the shit, man (yeah)
The type of nigga that you need in yo' crew
Type
women's desire
I'll probably die cold and alone
But just give me a chance
Cause deep down inside
I swear I got a big heart of gold
I'm a monoganous man
No
Fucked around and told my plan to the man
Sitting next to the god damn men
How was I to know son
That the nigg' blow with one and told the 4
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