Lyrics:
do dis record play dat way
Prime time merrily in da day
Right now dis radio station is busy, brain knowledgeably wizzy
Honey drippers, you say you
then
Smokey Stand on Punk Niggas, Double SPN
You ain't catch us on that reel you better check again
I just want 100 mil n get it wit my friends
Just
times
And I don't think that's a crime, no lie
So when you're on my mind
Just know I can't help but smile
You're gonna leave creases on my face
For
gave me
Opened up my eyes
Had some trouble in the past
But this time I'll live it right
Baby I love you
No one above you
Had to dub all of these bitches
We were fishing on this lake, watching the time pass by
She was looking so dang good, those tan lines were messing with my mind
Right about that time
up
I knew our time was up right then
I know our time here's short
But i'm just asking for
One last kiss
But you never liked the way that I would sing
shut down
Tryna pick which chick I'ma cut now
Got a fetish for thick girls thats caramel brown
On a hunt and uggh guess what I just found
Come in
a failure"
Surrounded by thugs, drugs, and drug paraphernalia
Cops courts, and their thoughts is to derail us
Three time felons in shorts with jealous
to heaven
Currently in shock, it'll hit me in a second
What's your question? You need a blessin'
Right?
Or you just wonderin' what heaven's like?
I must have
pick which chick I'ma cut now
Got a fetish for thick girls thats caramel brown
On a hunt and uggh guess what I just found
Come in v.i.p with me boo,
shut down
Tryna pick which chick I'ma cut now
Got a fetish for thick girls thats caramel brown
On a hunt and uggh guess what I just found
Come in
But I ain't tryna shoot it with you rappers, I'll just shoot it at your dame
Y'all never should have threw me in the game
Found a new word for weed,
a love letter,
when I finished the note, it was ready to pass,
the teacher took it, and read it right in front of the class,
she read it word-by
Wine and dine thine
Is minor
When it's time to grind her
Blind with signs I'm gonna find a vagina
Mouth bowls you came to brown hoes
The town hoes you
it thought there would be justice by now
Im applying pressure
We all applyin,
Remind them everyday say her name
Remind them everyday its time for
the fuck you pullin' me over for?
'Cause I feel like it, just sit your ass on the curb and shut the
fuck up!
Man, fuck this shit
All right smartass, I'm
slow down take you to court
Think you seein' judge joe brown they just actin'
Indy's throwin' tyson back in another year
Fuckin' with a nigga's career
Red, brown, yellow, black and white
We all will celebrate tonight
We made it one more year
Thank God I spent Christmas time right here
know is that the key is just to be your self
Something that you sucker niggas couldn't fathom though
They let the game get soft for a minute
Now its time
I woke up to the morning sky, first
Baby blue, just like we rehearsed
When I get up off this ground
I shake leaves back down to the brown, brown
loading up the nine cause there just my be a homicide
MJG know the plan so the shit is on
by the time 5-0 come we'll be through and gone
got
Ouuuuu
Pretty brown
I can't wait to see you
Walk this way
Pretty brown
I can't wait to hear you
Call my name
First time I met you
You was new
Writers: RuPaul/ Tom Trujillo
Black or white, tonight is right
Forget about whatever you've been told.
Unlock the door - unlike before - open up
call me Mike Tyson
Baby girl today I just feel like fighting
Call me young floyd cuz I feel like fighting
Call me by my government, that's what they call me
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