Lyrics:
I ain't straight outta Compton, I'm straight out the trailer
Cuss like a sailor, drink like a mick
My only words of wisdom are (radio edit)
I'm
then I'll fuck y'all
When you call me the next day
To get sexed by a nigga in the best way
Yeah, baby, it's a price to pay
Only play in the fast
at least have the decency in you
To leave me alone, when you freaks see me out
In the streets when I'm eating or feeding my daughter
To not come and speak
Lou Rawls!
Peace to this one and that one and them
That way I shout out and I didn't miss one friend
Fools get foolish neither them or Parker Lewis
Help, help me Rhonda
Help me Rhonda yeah
Get her out of my heart
We always take my car cause it's never been beat
And we've never missed yet
it out
Start by kicking off your shoes, leave 'em right by the door
Then you call a couple friends and you call a few more
Put a drink into your
That way I shout out and I didn't miss one friend
Fools get foolish, neither them or Parker Lewis knew us
You could have crews with shoes and can't
G-E-D, wasn't B-I-G
I had to get P-A-D, that's why my moms hate me
She was forced to kick me out, no doubt
Then I figured out licks went for twenty down
can see it from afar
It's pale and it glimmers
Like a faded movie star
And out there in the castle
They're trying to make us scream
By sticking
of Chi where death is
Top floor of the view alone will leave you breathless
Try to catch it, it's kinda hard
Getting choked by detectives yeah, yeah,
Buck's letter
Turn the radio on
Of my own making
Of my own making
To cheer myself up
Put the radio on, get the magazine out
And read about
Lou Rawls!
Peace to this one and that one and them
That way I shout out and I didn't miss one friend
Fools get foolish neither them or Parker Lewis
Lou Rawls
Peace to this one and that one and them
That way I shout out and I didn't miss one friend
Fools get foolish, neither them or Parker Lewis
the Christmas tree don't mean shit to me
You're kicking me out? It's fifteen degrees
And it's Christmas Eve, "Little prick, just leave"
Ma, let me grab my
Waitin' out the weather
By workin' on the truck
We get to hang out together
Can't believe this luck
Glass is fine by the hour
But don't match with
drive me crazy, get off my could
And you don't wanna leave
Let me go get my boys
[Chorus:]
Get out, get out
She don't love you
Macy don't love you
Don't leave me in all this pain
Don't leave me out in the rain
Come back and bring back my smile
Come and take these tears away
I need your arms
For all them fuckheads, leave
That ass for dead, 'nough said
Don't be mistaken, or mislead, it's all peace
But when my baby's gotta get fed
I'm all
Don't leave me in all this pain
Don't leave me out in the rain
Come back and bring back my smile
Come and take these tears away
I need your arms
a Communist
Well, I spied a girl and before she could leave
I said, let's go and play Adam and Eve
I took her by the hand and my heart it was thumpin'
When she
excuse for me just doesn't fly
Zack keep sayin', "Meet at seven-nine"
But that shit just gon' have you on my mind
Yeah
And I just wanna get you off
Ooo who did this beat
I like this
This nice
This here's for the radio edit
We just got an X Rating
Imma gone and wet it
Yeah
Bass Dheep
Ha Ha Ha
Fuck
hold me please
And I'd beg and I'd plead, drop to knees
And I'd cry and I'd scream, "Baby, please don't leave"
Snatch the keys from your hand
I would
the Christmas tree don't mean sh- to me
You're kicking me out? It's fifteen degrees
And it's Christmas Eve, "Little, just leave"
Ma, let me grab my f- coat
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