Lyrics:
and hard to understand
And I am humbled by Your grace and everything You do
Hey God, hey God, I just wanna thank You
Sometimes I forget to stop and bow my
But what do you think is on the radio
Meat sounds
You know how when you slap or flap meat, it makes a noise
They talk by flapping their meat feature
Oh no there she goes
I can run a flow
She shot me with the bow
And all I see is her
Her body's like wow
Yeah, let's go!
Dança comigo, dança comigo
point guard (Cash, haha)
You say you gotta man
I bet he ain't like Bow (No)
He don't do the thangs for you
He don't make you say wow (Uh, huh)
See girl,
wow!
What do I gotta do? I gotta make it, I gotta talk about
I gotta make it, I gotta talk about
It's your turn, go. Let it roll, go. It's your turn,
Boy, do it
I'm from the murder side
Long Beach, certified Rollin' 20 Crip
You heard it right? (Boy)
No place you can hide
Throwing up the C,
We the motherfuckin' best
You haters can't stop me, I'm a franchise
You're now rockin' with the best, put your hands high
Do it, do it, I'ma
Strip
Run it down the line, Sunset and Vine
Blow a half a zip by the Hollywood sign
Scotty once said "It gets better with time"
Eastside Long Beach but
Midwest
I be the best don't forget it nobody can get wit it
So when you see me in the spot, bow down trick
I eat, drink, sleep, dress, look and sound
my time,
I'm crazy, how I do it, when I do it, I can do it that's why
The girls the girls they love me
[Bow Wow]
Y'all know what it is when I
praise to the name when I speak
Its Kingdom so its first when we seek
If they don't bow now then they gon bow
Yea yea every tongue every knee
One call
heaven turned into hell
If you dare to venture out on the ocean
It's unavoidable to face some commotion
My kids were fightin' on the foredeck
What the hell
worry (easy you brain), about a thing (do you hear what we say)
Every little thing is gonna be alright (Well listen we again)
Woke up this morning,
hit up all of they bitches and get 'em wet
Call her a Uber, I hit 'em and send 'em back
Do it in silence cause players' ain't into that
No, oh, I hit
the morning
And I get up out my bed
I feel good, oh yes I do
Cause I still can give it up for you {What up cuz}
[Chorus]
You know you gotta have
bloodhounds
You don't wanna die bro
And if you do not take this shit then
On my hip, pop pop
Straight 'till the sun down bloodhounds
Pleadin' for his life
(bow
It's blue, like Corbin (yeah)
Eat oysters, and swordfish (yeah)
Was broke, last night (what)
Was rich, by the morning (by the morning)
Better keep
the archives (yeah)
It's always yes, never why (yeah)
Surf boy, 'til there's shades on my eyes (yeah)
Killed a trucker with the gold .45 (bow!)
Take her
think it's time we do it, they said it couldn't be done
Still we making paper, still we having fun
I hope by now it's proven, Nate and Warren G
Tightest
this place by myself
All you had to do was try
If you could see it through my eyes
It would explain the tears I cried
Why did you walk out of my life
it meant to y'all when death went to Maude
But it really bent the KOD, please no grinning
What can I do, to make you believe
All this beautiful
(Doo-doo-doo)
I feel like '05 when Rollbounce hit the DVDs, like (Slide)
I feel like Big Dog, but I bow down to the deity like (Yessir!)
I got the soul
KW: Just like that!
PW: Wow, i can’t wait to hear what
That sounds like i know
We are all shaped and moulded by
All that we’ve gone through
And by
mucus, turn it into mud I should've gotten the lupus
That bug is intrusive, what the government uses
To turn love into nooses, and shoving a big drug in
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