Lyrics:
Of listening to the sound of my tears
(Turn around)
Every now and then I get a little bit nervous
That the best of all the years have gone by
(Turn around) Every
Practiced in the heat, in the rain or in pain
Mick so quick, at six foot six
Down to be picked by anyone but the Celtics
Oh what a handle could score from
This is the story of a young girl
Who was the hippest chick in town.
They call her Big Noise from Winettka.
Miss Birdie's sure to get around.
Big
Muhfucka I'm OLD
But I'm just getting started
Get drunk turn up where the party
OLD
But I'm just getting started
Saturday I might do a house project
the most shit
If they don't stay in they motion
Hit em with the Pat Beverley, don't talk to me
Blood all around us, like if I shot and hit a gang members
romance)
Heartbreak suzie don't you waste my time
(she have me in a fantasy island)
Come booty by booty by booty by booty by booty by booty by hay!
around
Your parents ain't around, and plus your room is packed
I'ma hit it from the front, I'ma hit it from the back, bust it like a gat, pat pat
Kissin'
As to project a wisdom of seriousness and credibility that these simulations are not so false
But truer as life itself would be, were these events experienced by
getting caught up
Don't bring no haters around
Don't fuck with them niggas so tell em' get lost
Water that bitch gonna drown, I ain't saving that hoe
Yeah,
with no battles, I don't do that
I'ma shoot you, turn around and holler, "who that?"
Ooh-wee, ooh-wee, drop-top, high trees, ooh-wee
Ride a snakeskin,
Jane, Pa-Tek Patek
Louie V, Versace briefs
Dead fresh I don't need no stylist (no stylist)
I'm to fly I don't need no pilot (no pilot)
Turn a project
to overthrow the government
It won't work 'cause niggas don't believe enough
They'd rather stand on the corners and receive a cuff
Around they wrist, you
to overthrow the government
It won't work 'cause niggas don't believe enough
They'd rather stand on the corners and receive a cuff
Around they wrist, you
Sometimes moments like this make me look around me
Can't believe it
Must be dreaming
I don't want to sound conceited
Cuz I know right now just ain't
and
I kept on steppin' legend status, you know my rep and
I see you at eight, turn your pager off, don't be late
Supergalactic lover
Comin' from
give no fuck, yeah
Don't give no fuck
When you turn nothing to something, yeah
Really hustlin', yeah
Young and gettin' that money, yeah
We gettin'
to let it ride
My nigga it's whatever
We can buck it out til ???
Chorus-8x
(Project Pat)
Comin' like a duck a
You know I came for trouble
Some
dead
I told her I'm her worst nightmare
This is hell, you don't ever gotta fight fair
My spirit floats around in the night air
Or in your day
to the ones who ain't coming back
Surrounded by bricks never sold one
But I'm still getting rich I'm a cold one
Walking though the projects
Niggas turn
of life
Come hold my sword
I prayed for my enemies heavy
Lord if I'm lost
I was told, what I turn gold
What is the source
If you don't pray to idols
What is
been through a whole lot Aye dont turn this mother fucker I wanna tell you bout this shit
Early in the morning
Mama get us up before she leave Brand new
Motherfuckers try to grab me by the pussy
Turn around and tell 'em
You can kiss my tush-ey
Turn around and tell 'em you
Can keep on wishin'
Turn
I had to learn how to turn around a hundred thou' real fast
In '95 that was my last, I went back to the ave thinkin' rap's a thing of the past
Rest
the same about him
Y'all had some time to sink in
Hey Zach, this song is too long
If you don't like it, hit skip
And go put on some other playlist made by
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