Lyrics:
The Alchemist producing Kris, yeah
We in the zone anytime I’m in the club
It’s like I’m really at home
You my family, so disrespect, well
We’ll let you know what
two by two
Bring your friends and I’ll bring my crew
We can all have a party yeah
One big party yeah
The mandem don’t dance we just we just boogie
Baby boo, I know love can be bittersweet
A strong desire for someone that's not meant to be
But when you're with me, I see synchronicities
And by
she happy cuz she in a coup
Get out the roof and throw bands just like boogie do
Bitch stop playing and put dick in yo mouth
I like when we fuck
really messing with that type of thinking buster
Life can be tough but lately Ive been sliding through like butter
I got the support from by brother
Asics, (coke test) I ace it
I been rich, since 20, bitch
Gun right by the cash (what's that?) the money clip
This Gucci kicker got your girl in nuddy
You know I got gang with me
Got Majin with me, got Eli with me, Boogie with me
Sometimes you gotta let the beat play on this, you feel me (Ha)
Nah
Punchin' high beams on your
Neighborhood street like lightnin'
Hope the breaks work on the old explorer
Or we'll be slidin'
Put that subwoofer back
this
Italian cats drive through Bay Ridge with this
Pump it in they IROC, your block to my block
I make hits like Chuck Knoblauch
But don't make no
this
Italian cats drive through Bay Ridge with this
Pump it in they IROC, your block to my block
I make hits like Chuck Knoblauch
But don't make no
beautifully articulated
Demonstrated by the never faded strong facial feature
of the teacher, I am the teacher, you can check it
The styles they're
it's where you're from, not where you're at
Another heartless attack, there's a cool locomotive on the track
Cavi vocab by the batch, I serve it like
night
So we could make plans for Thursday night
He said "We could go hit the Peapods"
I was like "yeah, that's my favorite spot"
Plus I like it there
or nicest
Like ice is I'm priceless, plug the mic to it
Come with the D with the I with the S to the S's, see whose hype is
Test the test the Treach
I stood up in church one Sunday prophesyin' a storm to come
I stood up in church one Sunday prophesyin' a storm to come
Monday morning lightnin
could be as free as Ron Artest
In a place where no one else has got to sign our checks
We made fortunes out of fame like Run and DMC
When we came in
hop like funk is to boogie
Kush blown cookies up
A nigga not no rookie
A Raiders starter
Young Jacobs pay me I'll go harder
Wit bars that pass the bar
[W.C.]
It's been a minute that I've been sittin up in this cell
Thinkin of many ways that I can get paid escapin jail
My life is like a football
When the cattle they stampeded like a hailstorm on they flew
With all of us a ridin' for the lead
Between the streaks of lightnin' we could see
you on my billboard, we can act like the charts, I can end up on top (end up on top)
Don't smoke, don't drink, that's why I don't be by the bar, baby
Cream like it's Russian
Wavey w no brushin
U cap just like mclovin
Doctor like mcstuffin
I'm hotter w no oven
I'm solid w no lovin
I drop em by the dozen
up, guess I'm not ready to quit
Like a tree trunk stump with a machete, I'm split
Do I spit about the WAP, or sing like Fetty a bit
Am I just clinging
the mochi, I ain’t talking ice cream
Niggas boogie now only smoke designer weed
Niggas up now and we blowing them hunnits
Now the bad bitches they come by
to smoke other shit
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Makes ya feel like rappers be on some bandwagon shit
But I gets boogie, quick fix with lyrics
>From toastin'
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