Lyrics:
But John and Jacob loved to laugh
About basic in Louisiana
Well John passed on by his own hand
And now Jacob has a hard time understanding
‘They said
Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal
Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal
Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp
a man
Her apron strings they would not tie, she was a nine months gone
Oh is it by a noble lord, or by a man of fame?
Or is it by my serving man, who
getting such a rush
Playin' the field with you
Say, get her on the floor
So step back, one-eyed Jack
You can't handle that
She knows your moves
Said' no
got me in a daze yea so hard to refocus
She just wanna blaze yea keeping my eyes open
Im John with the stick Madden
Went and did my thing slid away
Written By: Terrome Fernandes, Eberechi C Ekweghariri
I'm lucky to have met you, eh
cnd she know she blessed too, yea
Don't care what the rest do,
on a case-by-case basis like the judge
What about these lyin' ass hoes tryin' to plot
Or these niggaz on the block who want the queen (Nigga please)
But even she
What part of the (game is that), we not playin'
Ya'll try'nna raise the price at the door, we not payin'
So watcha (watcha want?) You kids are slum
So where does that leave me
You told me you like Fleetwood Mac
And I love that
But you can go your own way
Boy got schooled by a school girl ia
was waiting for me to fall **
How rude she was
Lucky for me it was light entertainment
There she was
Standing on the corner by the door way officer
I
all hallering the front rent,
she'll be lucky to get any back rent,
she ain't gonna get none of it
So I stop in the local bar you know people,
I go
She was laid off from her job through no fault of her own
Well the boss man blames all the changin’ times
When you can count yourself lucky that you’re
coupe (Let's go!)
I do this shit!
[Chorus]
Tha Chevy standin' so tall, I'm lookin' down on y'all
That's all I gotta tell you niggas, I do this shit!
And the people they're rustling
Like the rubbish that's collecting by their feet
This week
Well I keep seeing this girl on the train
She's always late, and she's
runnin out
Precious time is a grain of sand
Ignored by the hand
(Work hard man everyday)
Work hard man everyday (for who?)
For another man's plan
Man
Winter, winter was cold
She held onto her dogs because they were someone to hold
Winter, hateful and mean
To treat her so cruelly and keep her
Francis, M to the iz-H phenominal
Gun rest under your vest by the abdominal
Rhyme a few bars so I can buy a few cars
And I kick a few flows so I can pimp
coupe (Let's go!)
I do this shit!
[Chorus]
Tha Chevy standin' so tall, I'm lookin' down on y'all
That's all I gotta tell you niggas, I do this shit!
Yeah, yeah
(Let the BandPlay), yeah
I like a big booty bitch, look like a horse from the back (damn)
Racked up, I count the shit by the ten
She wanna have a lucky night
With me again
We do the same damn thing in bed
When the stars align
We climb into the sky
We get higher every single
in the IQ score
This song is all about you
Yeah the one I truly adore
Just after one peek
She’s got me falling in love
Did not know I was so weak
Call
flowing through her veins
And if her sounds start to play
She'll hypnotize you
By the way she moves
So I'd be lying if
I said she doesn't hit
Different
(This dude keeps trying to sleep, but I keep waking him up by burning him)
(Burning him)
Been through so many women, I forgot the world, nigga, I
The Ghetto Enterprise has landed.
Captain Kirk has arrived I repeat
Captain Kirk has arrived.
Women if you're lucky Captain Kirk will save you
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