Lyrics:
want
Your faith I want
I want the rolly with ice
On the rocks its a vibe
I need a new ride
Cos this whip an 05
Making nine songs a night
24/7 for life
Natural born hustler raised in these streets gotta
Stay on my grind 24/7 a week if I
Want to survive then you know I gotta eat so I
Do what I gotta
could touch
See the J's on my feet and she love the diamond cuts
Fresh to death, everyday, like I jumped up outta caskets
Ask Chino Dolla about that
24/7 I've been working overtime
Ain't got that much to show for it
Still had to sell my soul for it
Just to get by
24/7 I've been working overtime
through the net jump a Corvette with a triple pirouette
but off the court he had a few temptations copulations
no moderations by 24 he had 3 pregnations
to the eye
The end situation could leave your ass dry
That's why you got to walk on by, walk on by
Walk on by, walk on by, walk on by
My man P put me
the longer route, cuz we ain't on no sucka shit
Don't trust a bitch, like I don't trust the fuckin' government
J supported by my bottom and my upper lip
They
open 24/7, bitch we don't close
Graveyard
No gloves on, my hands was so cold
Black shit, black gun
Black Giuseppe's in a black whip
Black tape,
Everyday of the week
I call it seven seas
It’s like ninety degrees
Everyday of the week
You I want to protect
Past, future and present
By being in presence
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
of firing squad
I got seven bitches aiming at me
My backs against the wall
If I only had my strap then I could plug 'em all
Watch 'em fall
But they got
as James the King
I got a partner by my right hand
Though Savon is the hype man
But he thinks that he can do something I can't do
"What's that?" - command
Were slowly falling down
And in the last remaining hours
Still everywhere now
I could see the number one followed by the nine
Just this once I think that
ever will you see me fucking back off
Surrounded by the people I call brothers
We live laptop
Remember watching polo on the tv they told me I couldn’t do
Lil' Jon, Jennifer Hudson and Norah Jones
Mary J. Blige, with her shades on, I could tell by her stones
On the left, we have Lenny Kravitz, Puffy,
is in
I took the rap throne back
I reigned like krills in eighty-seven, my name is on the map
It feels like a razor down the middle of my back
They
bitch, now she wishing she could touch
See the J's on my feet, and she love the diamond cuts
Fresh to death, everyday like I jumped up out a caskets
Ask
waitin' since like 7th grade what it take?
Thought by now I'd have the bread to buy a fuckin' lake
But yet & still it's a 9 to 5 barely scrapin' by
'Member
spot
A - A is for the atrocious acts that YOU abominated and committed
A is also for ass, ate nine, eight seven and six
be be be
be is for your
(Hmm)
(Pour vrai)
GPA going up
GPA going down
24/7 that's the mothafucking motto (motto)
4.0 ching ching that's when we hit the lotto (lotto)
remember that J
Brought his daughter to the house, I was cryin' all day
L's rolled up and I'm packin' that heat
12 roll up and I'm slappin' them feet
He
new Michael J
The new Marvin Gaye, c'mon
Let's get it on (Ah)
24/7 365 days Dr. O gets paid
It could be cash or kind
Getting puss all day like it's
to take the weed and then hoooold it
Juicy J the type to lick a blunt and foooold it
You can come by my crib and get soooooo lit
[Chorus: x 2]
I got some killers so don't push me
Juicy J be on some mob shit
Waitin' by your door step hot in the bullshit
If it comes down to it ain't no thang
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