Lyrics:
Drinkin' on somethin'
Man I gotta be drinkin' on somethin'
Just chillin' with me, what the hell you doin' smokin' on green
Gotta be drinkin'
get seen
I'm a Dirty Bird now but I keep shit clean
I rip meanface niggas one by one
Or two by two, I'll take 'em however they come
Instead
Quavo flying with a fish (flyin')
Making your ho wash the dish (woah)
R.Kelly, drink the piss (damn)
Told her Henny baby, please no Remy (Henny)
I
Then they go on by pickin' up a little bit of speed.
Clickity clack
Yonder lies a steel-drivin' man lord lord
Yonder lies a steel-drivin' man
Yonder
a bitch that was dancin', makin' R. Kelly go viral
Ayy, I'm sexy as fuck, and I'm freaky (and I'm freaky)
Get whoever I want, eeny-meeny (yeah)
Why
the remix
Now if u walk up in the club with a bad chick and she lookin' at me
Then I'm gon hit
Man jackin' for chicks
I tried to quit
But I'm playa homie
So I
too bad
Woo
You’re never gonna get it no you’re never gonna pay that fine
When the days are punctuated by the rhythm and rhyme
Timothy calls your name
versions of you
Ooh, I feel bad without you, babe
Woke up looking like death, better take care of yourself
He's following you, he's following you now,
say something in yo honor
Yesterday in Central Park they got the Jogger
Okay, okay
Let's get the confusion straight in ghetto Gotham
The man behind
you're cold
Make you happy when you're sad
Make you good when you are bad
I'm not a human i am a dove
I'm your conscious i am love
All I really need is
you're cold
Make you happy when you're sad
Make you good when you are bad
I'm not a human i am a dove
I'm your conscious i am love
All I really need is
the tribe of shabazz
Murderous material, made by a madman
It's the mic wrecker, inspector, bad man
From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic
with Old Dirty
I played Regulate back when Pac played Birdie
Hi there, Beautiful Idea, repeat it
To get by Mary and Meth was all I needed
Uh, I guess I
the tribe of Shabazz
Murderous material, made by a madman
It's the mic wrecker, Inspector, bad man
From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic
the tribe of Shabazz
Murderous material, made by a madman
It's the mic wrecker, Inspector, bad man
From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic
the tribe of shabazz
Murderous material, made by a madman
It's the mic wrecker, inspector, bad man
From the bad lands of the killer, rap fanatic
feet)
My lonely days are gone (My lonely days are)
I'm starting with the Man In The Mirror
I'm asking him to change his ways
(No no no no no)
No message
hoes, bankrolls and minks by the dozen
My rise to power was quick, they just wasn't
Trying to make me a made man, they fucked up the game plan
I
Last time I was sober, man I felt bad
Worst hangover that I ever had
It took six hamburgers and scotch all night
Nicotine for breakfast just
been havin' a lot on yo mind lately
And I know you feel like ya know people ain't been prayin' for you
But you have to understand this man, that we are
your goals man, yaknowhatI'msayin?
(For real baby)
And, yo son, on the real I'ma get a sneaker just like y'all
[Ol Dirty Bastard]
I
Every time I, turn around
Every time I, turn around
Every time I, turn around
Every time I, turn around
Every time I turn my head, man
your goals man, yaknowhatI'msayin?
(For real baby)
And, yo son, on the real I'ma get a sneaker just like y'all
[Ol Dirty Bastard]
I
It was the typical blues, it was more bad news
I was walkin' down a dirty street
Saw a man I knew some years before
On the corner where the losers
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