Lyrics:
those jeans
Got a crease, and it never ceased to amaze me
By the individual hustle, that'd pay me
When I got to provide for my baby, and maybe
I be
the oldy tune
Sippin on a cold bottle of brewsky
Gave O? a swig he passed it back to me
Right about then up came some of the homies
Mike, Elia P, J Smooth,
the decisions.
And conquer collisions with fools
Trade their abacus beads
For sunflower seeds
Let their heads roll.
Let their heads roll.
Down the long scroll
THE PAGES
TOMORROW'S ANOTHER DAY
THAT LOOK IN YOUR EYES
PROMISES BROKEN AWAY
Solo
V3
ALL THOSE REAL THINGS THAT I'M MISSIN'
HOW THEY PASS RIGHT BY
THERE'S
Uh uh, uh uh, it's the Conseq' fool, word
Uh, we was up in Pop Burger when Pop got murdered
And I admit I never thought that it would pop off
this now
You've led me along
I can't persevere
I've gotta move on
It's like déjà vu
I've said it before
I don't want to wait anymore
Hours pass by
ought to surprise your girl Make her feel on top of this world
She said she was going solo
So by now I'm getting her point and this is what I say to her
hah!
Now I'm on the patio
Listening to an old friend
She is crying on some man who never loved her right
And I say, "Why don't you just do it for him?
bacon
A real demonic type of squadron like we tied to Satan
I'm slime related, look at all the time my guys is facin'
Annihilation under oath, said he
the man right chea
Fuck a break, lyrics in another gear
Said it loud enough and hoping you can hear
I'm the one that you should fear
Shining harder then
Said "Act a fool and get slain"
Nigga, ya bitch chose me
You know the rules to the game!
it's time for ghost stories
You haven't seen your ex in a month
You said he was dead to you, but now he haunts, no matter
When this light go out you know
lay down in the bed and still feel 'er
I see her face when I walk by the mirror
Got her voice stuck in my head
I still hear 'er
Trips to China, scents,
right in your face
Play this a lot smarter
{Joe Mafia}
Low avalanche, wobblely stance, ask for rain dance
We the same cats blazing your lab
Wu-Capone
is fine"
A brand new world for us-it's now or never
We'll change the rules for those native fools
Hail intervention-we're under one flag
'coz we
Stop the press! I'm so obsessed!
Gotta get this shit right off my chest before I stain my dress
So Detroit! We hit you, New Orleans! We hit you
about
'Cept the rock and roll
And yea, oh yea
Look ain't she cool
Oh I'm a right fool
I spill my guts like she cares what I'm going through
what to do next
I start to reminisce about my life and shit
Like how I came from the streets
Was raised by the streets
That's why I give love and I'll
ass
J to the A Y to the drive by to your hood
Screamin' bye-bye to you, Why would you fuck with me?
Knowing I put you six feet deep and them niggas
Daddy takes a dip in his daughter at night,
She doesn't put up a fight 'cause he said it's all right.
You make her feel like a woman, but nevermind
(Mark Erelli)
I met her on the farm on a hot summer night
I don't have to tell you it was love at first sight
It was a chance introduction by
popped in his melon then hopped on the train and I headed to school
I got too much in my head to be phased by anyone hatin who said I’m a fool
Niggas got
hit the goldmine
Fascinated by the bold eyes
Babey right size
Leave it inside
I just want you carry mine
Leave the world behind
Baby Pluto get me high
what you eat
See I went to the gym
Like a barber
Shaped up
Laid fuck niggas off one by one
Like a pay cut
These fuckers can't play me
Cause I ain't King
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