Lyrics:
my J's and lace some Jack in my Coke
Work on my laid back, ain't nothin' wrong
With gettin' my sun daze on, gettin' my sun daze on
Girl you know
turn on the screens, baby
Seven figga team, baby, Houston's bomb is back
DTS be the Lac, we signin' Shaq contracts
Ninja bikes with blue lights, we
turn on the screens, baby
Seven figga team, baby, Houston's bomb is back
DTS be the Lac, we signin' Shaq contracts
Ninja bikes with blue lights, we
(drive, drive)
My truck rattlin'
Like I got a bunch of new balls in my ride
And how do I know (know, know)
'Cause every time I ride by
She say
as a bitch (what?) Grabbing your bitch (what?)
Get O.J. start slappin' your bitch
I'm A.C. here's a cap for your bitch
While me and my nigga sit back
while I dry my eyes
Let him down slow, in the ground slow
Let him down slow, it's old T.J's last ride
T,J's wife passed on, it was back in '61
Seems
to the cabaret"
And as for me, ha
And as for me
I made my mind up back in Chelsea
When I go
I'm going like Elsie
Start by admitting from cradle to tomb
The radio plays my holiday faves
It takes me back to when our love was new
Young lovers pass me by with their glow
That used to be us not so long
down
Run up on me like click clack, my gun out like take that
She make you do what I do when we doin' what we doin' in back of the 'Lac
I'm like come
you read my love letter
(when you read my love letter)
Weekends and birthdays
Celebrations, holidays
Love making history
A toast to our victories
Sweet
to the cabaret"
And as for me, ha
And as for me
I made my mind up back in Chelsea
When I go
I'm going like Elsie
Start by admitting from cradle to tomb
used to stay one 29th and May
One of my best friends from back in the day
Down the street form Calumet a school full of stones
He nicknamed me K-Rock
I made my time on a Dixie holiday, yeah
I'm going down to Orleans town on a Dixie holiday
To get myself a tonk of that harmony, yeah
You may be
Ooh you're a holiday, ev'ry day
Such a holiday now it's my turn to say
And I say you're a holiday
It's something I think's worthwhile
If the puppet
chum,
Come to the cabaret.
And as for me,
As for me
I made my mind up, back in Chelsea,
When I go, I'm going like Elsie
Start by admitting from
Come to the cabaret"
And as for me, ha
And as for me
I made my mind up back in Chelsea
When I go
I'm not going like Elsie
Start by admitting
scenarios
{Le} Ac's
{LL} And parking lots
{Le} Word! You goin there, can-back seats and wild treats
Daddy do his thing mmm
{LL} It's part of my
the 'Lac through
Traffic like Malaysian hair
My fifth wheel bow down like
It's time for prayer
All speakers in the trunk, bro, no spare
Paint job, 10 racks
This remind me of the time I thought lost my rocks
Took my j's off and they was in my socks
Stones that big I put them in my watch
Got something
My my
On my mind
This place has really changed its ways
And it's been ruined by the boats of rich folks coming here
Remember what he used to do
on the road again
I had a little woman in Memphis
She wanted to be my bride
She said, settle on down, traveling man
You can stay right by my side
I tried so
back home by the skin of my teeth
Couple of people got cut from the team
Couple of haters tryna to crush my dream
Couple of women tryna to fuck with me
I
and drive slow homie
My homie Mali used to stay, 79th and May
One of my best friends from back in the day
Down the street from Calumet, a school full
Yeah, it's Kells
Kells and o-j (ay ay)
Swag through the club throwin' money in the sky,
I can't lie, I'm a ball 'til I die,
Blunts of the good
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