Lyrics:
swimming pool and its full of Henn
Babygirl go’n take a S.W.M.M.
They complain about the heat
To tell the truth this my kinda weather
Fatigue shorts match
It happened at a birthday celebration
You said by all accounts I made a scene
I told off-color jokes
Offended several folks
I guess perhaps I might
Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop
You keep it on and shockin' the place
Well I'm M.C.A. I got nothing to prove
Pay attention my intention is
Yes, yes, y'all and you don't stop
You keep it on and shockin' the place
Well I'm M.C.A. I got nothing to prove
Pay attention my intention is
them to come by like?
Mmm...
Counting down the days like
It's the holidays, holidays
Black Joy on my face
It's the holidays, holidays
Thankful for
to act
Ya, real go getter, Maison Margiela
I made the beat, all my vocals did was make it better
A masterpiece, ya I'm a real solid fella
Solid fella I'm
They got us fuckin' up a storm, kush up till the morn
Breezin' from the telly puffin marijuana
White T and my pelly thuggin' like la Fonz
Made it
nights
Where we catch them fights
Some where over seas
Rolling with the team
All About OT Schemes
It's a Party scene
Greatness by any means
She was always
body-ody, uh
We doin it thug style, we in the party
Women are buck wild, turnin around
Interior, show me what'chu workin with-workin with
You be on that
anyway, what can I say?
Oh by the way, it's anybody 'kay?
So when you in LA, or nigga round my way
Give me a holler on the 310 or 213, yeah
slicing my wrist had to see the veins
Drinking and drinking forgetting your name, I smoke these blunts just to hide all the pain
Damn it's what I had to do,
call a tip, girl, you prolly call it a switch-a-roo
We be at Amoco, D's on that cantaloupe
Wit my folk's pocket full of bread and toast
In my Timb's
drop-Vette, Caddy
Bitches don't call me by my name they call me daddy
Say that you got it all
Love the way you players ball
Everyday you're at the mall
Super cynical the visual of madness
Delirium son I'm numb to the sadness
Thoughtless rawness auto pilot
Lost my mind and I can't fucking find it
All this
my mic on, you know its time to party
Throwing suckers in the crowd with their necks bent up oddly
I hardly ever leave the set breaking a sweat
I'm
A mac with a pull.
Act a fool. Excalibur
Destroying M.C.'s with my
Vocal algebra.
We got something new for you.
For you to take your ass and move it
Cause winter's here and I'm feeling like Bran with the vision
I see it, then it comes to pass
There are things that haven't manifested but within my path
the dozen
I pass em out to my dogs and my cousins
The whole club full of smoke and we buzzin'
Its goin' down and man you thought it wasn't
Movin' through
the honey's
DJ bring it back, let it go
Mix it in with Black Rob, make 'em say whoa!
Every thing full circle, Game livin' major
Girls on my hip like
at the ready I
Yeah
I've been with it the whole time
XO or clear patron right
Parties I'm going with both kinds
Cup full of drink just hold mine
Show time
Been
unseen
Has made its way to my oculus like former lakes on the sun now bring heat
I walk through the streets as the streets walk through me
I'm just killing
know, I don't know
How we walk up in the club and turn this bitch into a party nigga?
Oh I don't know, I don't know, I don't know
What it is she love
[Dr. Dre]
Check this out, we've come to the last and final record
This is Dr. Dre in full effect and we gonna kick it off a little some this like
tennis.
Examine my writing in minutes, vocal lieutenant.
Refuse to let you outshine me like your pendant.
Wear something to make you get offended.
Your
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