Lyrics:
goin' on in this party
Baby, you can do it, take your time, do it right
We can drink some yak and do it all damn night
My name ain't Wanda, but I'll
gone but you stay hear right by my side
[Chorus]
And the love like this
I can't play no games
'cause its hard to forgive it
But you didn't never
goin' on in this party
Baby, you can do it, take your time, do it right
We can drink some yak and do it all damn night
My name ain't Wanda, but I'll
The best? They want the crown on my head, I said, "Chill
If you want me to murder this beat, then I will"
Now this will probably be the most illest shit
ask that Jesus come to my life
And be my Lord and Savior
I receive Jesus to take control of my life
And that I may live for him from this day forth
me some Airs
My uncle died, my daddy did too
Paralyzed by the pain, I can barely move
My nephew gone, my heart is torn
Sometimes I look to the sky,
propellin'
Let my word be your Earth and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And if you riding with
fake ass Wanksta girls
Just them ghetto fabulous girls, gotta keep 'em in my world
Mama makin gangsta moves, rollin with this gangsta dudes
Sittin'
some dessert for us
Man, I gotta get my soul right
I gotta get these devils out my life
These cowards gonna make a nigga ride
They won't be happy
understand him if you were me
And that's why this world can't look and frown
But I'll never let him down
That is my man and he means the world to me
And I
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
Ma! I think it's safe to say
You ain't seen a player lay this way
Or player game this way
With an attitude, like, and ya
[Chorus: Snoop Dogg]
Ma! I think it's safe to say
You ain't seen a player lay this way
Or player game this way
With an attitude, like, and ya
while I'm copping over this game to pinch a loaf
Now homie, who's your favorite pain in the ass?
Who claims to be spitting the same flames as me? I'm
Unsigned Hype
'Til I was crushed by Dave Mays, almost let my pen fall asleep on the page
Daydreamin' yesterday, dozin' off backstage
I thought I saw Eazy
year in my birthplace
And I ain't been this gone since Thursday
I never said that I'd be sober in the first place
And she gon' give it up 'cause she
squad, pretty broads
Bread Winner superstars, no façade
Designer store inside the mall, goin' hard
Let 'em know that I'm a dog, live by the law, ball
a towel by the door
Just in case the smoke go into the hallways
Cause I be smoking weed and fucking all day
This is off the top of the dome
Let me introduce
She know what I can bring to the table
I can tell if it's real by the label
We had TV, but we didn't have cable
Now I'm richer than all of my
Sexy is a verb cuz I put it into action
Ain't fucking with no nigga na if he ain't packing
Now if I let you smash you better beat it like Jackson
Now
Yo
Mic check (my dick!)
Testing, one, two, fuck
(My dick)
My nuts
My attitude is worse than NWA's was
I'll battle you over stupid shit
Yo
Mic check (my dick!)
Testing, one, two, fuck
(My dick)
My nuts
My attitude is worse than NWA's was
I'll battle you over stupid shit
should be prosecuted death by lethal injection
Electrocuted or Malcolm X em'
Or send a Chinese bitch in the club to stretch em'
And if that don't work
Hey (let me pour a round)
Everybody knows
Everybody
Let me start this by sayin' that you're the one I want
A mistake ain't a mistake if you do
me
These days people kill everything good
Last year we lost TakeOff
Baby don't take off
I want you by my side everyday
Everyday, anyway, anyway
RIP
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