Lyrics:
every sound you make
When I'm down (it's so big)
Nothing can prepare you (can I taste it?)
For the the warmth of my
Mouth against your mouth
Huh,
Where the fuck am I at
What the fuck is that
Woke up im surrounded by some aliens
Big eyeing me, handed me some drugs and told me take one
What's heaven to you? To y'all
Because that's heaven to me, aw-aw
(You gotta love it)
The lake water gettin' warmer from the radiant sun
My baby mama
D-triple-6, I'm raisin' hell, nigga
Death wish, death wish, death wish
I come to fulfill your death wish
First I must refill my beverage
That's
major labels
The big studios who still give niggas favors
On the mixin' and mastering, puzzlin' and
Plastering the tracks together on tapes, C-D's,
I've seen everything
I've seen everything
I've seen everything
Soothe your fear, we're off where it's warmer
Here's to all of us, I know you
night go right with the
KC Tea (KC Tea)
I like to drink it in a real big wine glass
At my place with full of women lettin' time pass
With Hennesey,
Fifth Avenue Baby
Got your purse slung over your shoulder
Fifth Avenue Baby
You don't care if it's warmer or colder
Cause you got your plastic
Zoom out got a new perspective
I'm chillin' out with a cooler beverage
Been thinkin' about how good it sounds
That even though we have our struggles
Resting up and blanket tight
It's now a night in a little warmer
In our cozy corner
Is there anything good on TV?
Maybe a lil Nascar Race?
Or some old
I know it you know it he knows it she knows it
Still it is hard to reach out
It's getting warmer and warmer and warmer
But business continues
all this beverages
I think I'm just so savage
I start to smoke at low age
I be (Drinking) driving with no coverage
I been drinking all night all this
start to smoke at low age
I be (Drinking) driving with no coverage
I been drinking all night all this beverages
I think I'm just so savage
I start
We're all, afraid of our shadows
And we're all, on our own
On a big rock
Floating through space
Years that I love
Years that I waste
And each one
to see me through
Let me take you down to London city
Where the attitude's bad and the weather is shitty
Everybody's on a paper chase
It's one big
shit, you know what I mean (shit mh)
Say, uh, yeah
Said, uh
Big dope, niggas bone, bitches shake
Records gold, cracker pay me
'Round here, niggas
bikes in the warmer seasons
Flying kites, we'll feel the cool of those gully breezes
If only I could think about anything else
Take some time looking up
Well, a so me know she weak under mi speech
Mi big up Ragamuffin cause me learn as you teach
A the muffin show I and I how fi dress so neat
don't really care, gotta make it to another one
Oh, I don't really care, can you hit it with another big drop
Oh
I said I can't get set free
Oh
I don't
We gotta fuckin' write something new come on
I don't like that so far, ba-off to a bad start better, closer, warmer and that's it ok
I love you
When you hearin' the water, you feel like a turtle
Releasin' your tension, the stress and disorder
It's big in America, Stephanie, Erica,
Both
to show you some tit!
Big ones! Wet ones!
Big wet ones!
At this point, FATHER RILEY
(who had been recently de-frocked for
Not meeting his quota
And has
they all washed up on the shore like kelp
I do it for myself
Beveragé
I'm so thirsty
In the styrofoam
When I'm home alone
Like Kevin
Soooo thirsty
Smiling like a nice person
Came on a Rambo ting, everyting camouflaging
Looking like a bulletproof vest, nah, that's just a body warmer
Big man
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