Lyrics:
Woof! motherfucker, Woof! motherfucker
Bow-wow-wow-yippie-yo-yippie-yay (yeah, Mystikal, where you at?)
Nigga, all I really wanna do is
Get down,
live, real rap's back again
You in tune to the real, Hard Truth Soldier radio
The "Sonic Jihad" continues
Where you either with us, or you against us
in bed! (Yeah 4x)
Daisy, oh Daisy
You make me feel a little hazy
Daisy, I get crazy
With you here by my side
It's a lazy day, it's a lazy day (2x)
they supplying in advertising you buying
Let me guide and enlighten their lying
I ain't frightened of fighting
If you get offended by me and my
and the nigga
Don't wanna go get it with Curry mane
Came with the shit and you know that the
Curry the killa' I got that hella slang
From the south, Southerner,
imma run
I cant play no games ain't no Monopoly this ain't fun
I see why you hating I'm on top because I won
Niggas stink like Davy Jones locker in
To the music business. Thank you"
Hey how ya doin'
Sorry ya can't get through
Why don't you leave your name
And your number
And I'll get back to you
Hey
stay clean
Custom, why you think my
Momma named me Casey?
So I can change into it
Rap with me, I was into it
I'ma get signed cause Ye can do it
I be tryna make a million dollars in a day, They didn't wanna see me win I took a walk
To the lake, They be hatin' on your boy, say I won by Mistake,
when you're on the ground
That's how we get down
On the paper writing rhymes
When I sit down
Took over radio and TV talk of the town
These fuckers do no
'm steady dippin
I get down, while your bullshittin'
And these are the tales, the freaky tales
Of a nigga on the grind that you know so well
Got a system
wish I was like six-foot-nine
So I can get with Leoshi
'Cause she don't know me but yo she's really fine
You know I see her all the time everywhere I
just that nigga that they wanna shock with
You never hit it told your niggaz you did it, you probably ate it
Laid back and masturbated
Take them fake
'm the best man
I don't even know the groom
See you soon
Start the car and begin the tunes
(Cartoons)
Play it back
Rewind it so I can record this track
Run
with Tom Cruise
I wanna crash fast cars and get kicked out of the bars
‘Cause I’ll be drunk every afternoon
I wanna be like you
Yeah I wanna be like you
scared that ima blow
Verse 2:
Still hasn’t hit me that I’m back making music
Everybody got them a family,
34 with it, tryna get Grammy
Fearful ones
small-town bars to the radio
I'll remember your words everywhere I go
I'm driving down through the mountains in Colorado
Where you wanna go in the Silverado
version
No grey area its just a black and white version
I'm with my bitch Maria
We drunk out in Korea
In a small village
You can see the image
She never
Bitch, it's latto by herself
Ice is just water when it melts
Wipe you down, I got plenty towels on the shelf, it's easy
A white Ferrari might get me
30 Hertz, straight J-One
She wants love, fell attached
I don't know, baby, I'll be back Wait right here, girl, get near
Tell me all the things you
of the hustlers, who else gon do it?
Most niggaz is locked or in the box with embalming fluid
That's how I get it locked when I come through in the V
You rap niggaz
demons have wings too?"
Yeah, but when you're blinded by lust that's irrelevant
Cause if you got to sleep with the girl of your dreams
I'm sure you
blood pressure up
I took two hoes on a date, doubled up
Before we go eat, they just wanna get fucked
Pyrex man, yeah, you know my handle
Play with
track
Thought that I was over you 'cause now I want you back
Justa 'nother love song (oh baby)
On the radio (yeah girl)
Telling me with every beat (I
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