Lyrics:
revolution like anarchy in the high notes
Passages of a Mystro, accurately my lines grow
With immaculacy of white rose
By the wayside, by the baseline
Cover
Wondering bout all the thangs imma be doing to you
Cus baby girl I wanna
Lick lick lick lick you from yo head to yo toes
And I wanna move from the bed, down
Keep this stick make it look like suicide
45 by my side Wanna drive by done told them boys come try
I paraglide but you got a fear of heights A passerby
tongue
Lick 'em places niggas wouldn't dare put they faces (come on)
Before I die, hope I one day can float by
In the brand new tres uno ocho
Now when
a sign oh my
This guy he just drives by
On the back of his shirt
Not to miss
We are all one
I can see a million miles
When
Hotter than them California raisins
Back in them days when they was a lick
My money play is to hit you with the down and out
Look around everybody
niggas in the front and the rear (pump, pump)
I handle the sides, did a drive-by in the hoop-ride
I'm satisfied, now everything is really alright (pump,
don't fret
When I call you up and say what's happening baby it's Tech
I'm callin' to see if you down for heated sex
So we can flex and you can lick
folding and shit
Know What I'm talking bout, like paper
Yeah!
[Chorus: Nas + Lil Jon]
[N] I know your type I know your kind ya
[L] Quick to back down
Yep
I've been on the cover of the rolling stone
I met the president when i was half stoned
I been so high i've gotten confused
I been beat down
pump)
MC of the year, you hear and you fear
I got something for them niggas in the front and the rear (pump, pump)
I handle the sides, did a drive-by
down the mall
Stand over by the wall
Where I can see it all
Find out who ya call
Lead you to the supermarket checkout
Some specials and rat food,
and verbs
You just stumble over your words
So in love with my shit
They save it in pampers
The only pull ups be the drive by
When I pull up then pull out
put gravy on it
Den ya pick ya teeth with tomb stone chips
And casket cover clips, dead women hips ya do da bump with, bones
Nutin but love bones
at the bones on the highway (oh)
Cover my face up in white paint (oh)
I need to hide, the law passing by
Police sirens give me a migraine (oh)
Binge drinking
and by myself, I be jerkin..
.. on to the chorus
I want that purple Cadillac with the lime green ragtop, yeah
Lovely lady, girl you drive
it, ay
Hold up, bitches simmer down (uh)
Takin' hella long, bitch, give it to me now (uh)
Make that thing pop like a semi or a nine
Ooh, baby like
see the chrome
I'm a blast it for ya I'm a blast it for ya
It's Freeway all by myself
I'm in da place all on my own
In da club wit the chrome
While
that, drive that
You want it too but don't know where to start at
Fuckin' with me, nigga better bring his hard hat
Nigga where ya heart at, leave ya
other females out
I tell the bitch to beat it, take the scenic route
She retaliates by tryin' to leave the house
In an evening gown with her cleavage
but you let it go by, yee
I was just fucked up, I was just down, down bad
I had to tighten the fuck up, but I'm here for the crown, crown (oh, shit)
ya roll
Slow ya roll
Oh boy, yeah
Slow ya roll
Slow ya roll
Boy, yeah
He wanna, lick lick lick lick me
From my head to my toes (Like how ya) suck
kept ya diamonds
And then I'm ridin'
The sweat on my head is shinin', I get to the fence I'm climbin'
I'm a threat if you said I'm lyin', this lick I
Ya thinkin' 'bout callin' in sick
Or just blowin' off work
And drive right by that exit sign
Where I punch the clock from 9 to 5
I'll roll
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