Lyrics:
But when I see us now
I really find it strange
How little, how much we've changed
In the years gone by
I guess it's meant to be that way
Jimmy
world,
The babies just come with the scenery.
Come on baby,
Get in the road.
Come on now,
In the middle of the road, yeah.
One. Two. Three. Four
tipsy, say no mo'
Except how I'm gettin home, tomorrow
Caesar drop you off when he see his P.O.(hey)
Back of my mind, I hope she swallow
Man she spilt
I know a thing or two about her
I know she'll only make you cry
She'll let you walk the street beside her
But when she wants she'll pass you by
Yeah by get down well you rock and roll
Then you roll and rock
Then you got to do it
Because I don't wanna stop
Yes I'm the db breaker
to disprove
My theory of the crows
Kids of the wealthy are raised by the poor
You send daughters to los angelos and new york
I need mine to see me
When
month I ain't gotta give more doe up
Fuckin' with this you'll buy a washer when the shore slow up
I have it when ya kids see-saw go up
I see four blow
rap became addictive
Play they CD or wax and get lifted
I recommend when your kid turn ten
Let him hear Spice 1, made plenty noise
Positive K,
still a thug get bump
From slow pokin' to locomotion, hittin' bunnies, for threesomes getcha buddy
When I'm feelin' scummy I love to cut, 10-4
Thick
Out from St. Louis
I wasn't choosy
I just wanted to get
Back on the road
I hitched in cars
And worked in bars
Lookin' for a place
To lay down
a Roxy
Street nigga grew up on Gotti, I rock Versaces (I rock Versaces)
City know I'm slimey, get 'em snaked by his partner (snaked by his nigga, yeah)
half-witted fans will get out of control.
PRIESTS
But how can we stop him?
His glamour increases
By leaps every moment; he's top of the poll.
Tonight when I get through at work I'll just head straight on home
I'll fix a bite and try to eat then I'll pick up the phone
I'll try to find out
to see the rear burn
Hollow point hit you so hard your body turned
You have been advised don't fuck with wise guys
Hypnotize Rydaz 4,5 clips surprise
I
above
When I rap, people clap, so the pushers they shove
When I rhyme I get loose, better than Mother Goose
Rock the mic day and night, so you see I
And crack under pressure when it's time they facin'
Get to bumpin' they gums, rollin' over
Breakin' the rules and regulations
Wild nigga not stickin'
get a little little mad
I need you you you to see me through, babe
When the sun go down
Ain't nobody else around
That's when I need you baby
That's when
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, oh
Haha
What ever happened to the teenage dream?
Surprise, surprise
The boys are home
My guardian angel's run down
the corner safe and sound
No thought of him as it was done
A clean execution
A clean execution
Cool like the ocean
Burned like a summer home
Fooled by
That's why I'm all in the basement by myself
Four million streams out on Did It By Myself
And I'm still lonely
But I don't want nobody
I don't need nobody
this land of the venom
Any man try to front he get slugs in him because
He ain't a crook, son, son (yeah, yeah, yeah)
He just a shook one, shook one
Get Get Get Get
Get Get Get Get Get
Get Get Get Get Get
Outta my head
Can we go home now?
I'm losing my mind
And I have been sober, for a minute
So can
Pick up my kid in a Jaguar
Drop him off in a Mercedes Benz
When you look over your shoulder
You're gonna see me through different lens
By
Bring on the tequila, oh
On fire, on tequila, oh
My friends and I meet hours before
We make some home made pizza
We do some funny bits back
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