Lyrics:
Lookin Good Right?
Im The Hood Type Finally Got My Cash Right.
Talk Nextel, Big Body Xl,
Chase The Game Up V12, To Vocs Hell(?)
Yeah Im Stuntin On Em,
just made her thicker
Ooh, she look like my new wave
You lookin' like my next best ex
That body makes me wanna get lit
Hey, that's a stretch
Now two
Thing they gettin' to strapped
And she ain't ever chipped a nail
And yet she's spittin' 'bout crack
They got 'em gassed she think she bad
Lookin' like
on a cedar deck
Doubles up to light your cigarette
And it ain’t hard to find the keg
Its by the Pink flamingo with a broken leg Hey around here
Fridays nights
First and foremost
Thank God
It's been a long road
You know
I don't even know
What to say
Yeah
243 code wit it
Never felt any better
I take good
are
The lord has blessed her with her Mama's ass
My bed was lookin' empty
She was lookin' good
I looked at her that night and thought,
Hey I probably
Hey Shorty, yo, you need to relax a little bit, calm down, you feel me
Yo, it really ain't that serious, you know, we had a good time and all that,
Looking good in the summertime soaked in beer
Trim it down got that evinrude in for the year
I keep a koozie front and center when the weather is hot
off of you
I'm up for whatever you wanna do
I'ma leave it up to you
I know you lookin' for the time of your life
It's time to party tonight
It's
the mirror
All them thoughts disappear
I don't need to hold on to fear
Late night. Bright. Lights
You were lookin fine I
Took you by hand
And we danced
And I
I've got myself a trippy rhyme
And two minutes of your time
Let's see if I can walk the line
And come out lookin' fine
Sittin' by a fireside
Hittin'
wore burners if we runnin' the fade
Wearin' burners lookin' pretty just to pose for the fame
I'm too real by myself I could fit up the frame
My whole
a real peach of a day today. The van had a blowout on the way. By 11 am it was already lookin' bad. We drove all the way to Amarillo. The people are warm
mr shakur
man
your essence reamains pure
and by the freedom of god we got a soldier
and jesus you been good 2 me
when lord stops, my life goes
feelin' good cus my cars looking good
And you'd think I'm a lumberjack by how I'm always grippin' wood
Seats cornbread I'm sittin' on that jiffy
Best
willin' to steal to get to me
I live my life as a humble man
Nuh try fi do no wrong
But all the good that I can
I'm inspired by the higher one
thinkin' 'bout me!
Hey, how you doin'?
Lookin' good!
You been workin' out?
Yeah, I can tell.
Alright, see you later!
I love to work, I love to run, I
to feel a thing anyways (hey)
Same spot we met back in August
Talkin' 'bout things that we wanted
Whole thin' was real by September
Let's drink so I
pay for nothing like
What's up ma? Just a tip I was frontin' like
What's up ma? Hope you don't be playing games
When you walkin' by I'm lookin
never tell we were cowboys; we were real lookin' hippies by heck. With long hair, bare feet, old t-shirts, and beads around our necks. And shoot we just
)
Had to go get me some money
I hit me a jugg, skrrt off in a Range Rove' (hey)
Whoa, diamonds on me cold (froze)
I swear I was just by that stove
She's dancin' by herself
With big faraway eyes
I'm watchin' from the outside
Outside lookin' in
Watchin' from the outside
T-T-T-Take it!
T-T-Take it
fuck by choice but fight when we can
I'm good with the mic, but I'm nice with my hands
I ain't for bangin, unless the ass hangin
My last name ain't
I been lookin' for a feeling I can't find
There's no barren wasteland like the back of my mind
Maybe it's just that I never really made the time
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