Lyrics:
Now throughout my humble career
I've dated a couple famous models
My friends say with your luck
You need to play the lotto
Now say the motto, money
my skin
Feeling dry but I take the high sights in
I'll get by with the right kind of swing
It's all good, the way it looks from within
You get shook,
millie the city fuck yo town up, oh my god
look at dude, he done made it on the news
he done did it now he rude
yup! down on my luck, and i on really give
to put it on some niggas
But they had some luck
Bitches pullin' up, smosh go get the truck
Fish a ton up out the thirty
Now they gotta duck fat dog tried
your, uh (your lane)
Cougar my lace, yeah, yeah (my lace)
I been walking my
I been moving by fate
Yeah
You know that it's case closed (it's closed)
The Christmas fairy hasn't got a home
Luck carefully blocks out the castle windows
While Magus sits and weaves the lonely web
Two lovers in the maze have lost
(woo)
Ayo, ayo (ayo, ayo, FLYGOD)
Ayo, tripped over roses, why these niggas on my shoulders?
Shoppin' sprees and diamond loaders, brought 'em by come
race
Give her a little run then leave her wit da sad face
Tell her brush her teeth so her mouth dont have a bad taste
But got a weakness for thick chicks
A RAINSTORM THE OTHER DAY
POURED DOWN RAIN BUT I WALKED ANYWAY
A RAINBOW APPEARED IN THE SKY SO BRIGHT
I PRAYED TO HAVE YOU BY MY SIDE
PUSHING THE LIMITS
gotta loc
As they croak I see myself in the pistol smoke fool
I'm the kinda G that little homies want to be like
On my knees in the night, saying
my grips
You disappear like extra clips
If you fuck wit me
Good luck wit me
I'm buck 50
Don't worry about trouble 'cause
I brought the truck wit
Uptown pimp
Who be havin a hard-on for this championship like Shawn Kemp
I got these women ballin, shrimp and crawfish by the Lake Front
Five
oh
Take it fast or take it
Slow oh Slow oh
I don’t care anymore
As long as
I’m With You
Just my luck where a crazy pair
Do you like my stupid hair?
I
before
I'ma do a couple of things just to like warm things around a little bit
To relax y'all sip a beer)
[ VERSE 3: Ganxsta are?dd ]
Now the judge has
But the facts are what will be will be
It's a little frightening I aint hiding
I'll just have to wait and see
If I keep my chin up my luck can change
him a best friend hug
Doug Doug Oh Doug Doug Dougie Doug Doug
But if he's been murdered by crystal meth tweekers, well then we're shit outta luck.
Unites into ashes
You who never once by envy was struck
Although your time came when you ran out of luck
Amongst the graves always narrows
Enemy there
bitch with a frosted mouth
Lost in the woods 'till you discovered by a boy scout
Stupid little mother fucker, what was you thinking?
Now your body in
on the promenade and
The gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth
[Chorus]
Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies
Where would we be without the sand and the sea?
Without a little help from the birds and the bees?
My family tree depends on the future of a plea,
gotta lope
As they croak I see myself in the pistal smoke fool
I'm the kinda G that little homies want to be like
On my knees in the night, saying
on the promenade and
The gamblin' commission's hangin' on by the skin of its teeth
[Chorus]
Everything dies baby that's a fact
But maybe everything that dies
a full-scale riot
When all I ever wanted
Was just a little peace and quiet
Somebody get me out of this hole
(These wheels continue to roll)
(Have mercy,
reality
Loyalty, idolatry
Money growing on a tree
Picked by aging little men
Deputies do not rely
Individual unions
Imagination, open eyes
They're
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