Lyrics:
We all wanna ride and we all wanna shine
In the whip with the suicide doors
Maybe they call 'em that cause
Once you got it all what do you want for?
I think it's time that I say
Why I'm so afraid
Of what there's left to see
And who I'm meant to be
And every day that flies by
I keep wondering why
sexing me
Not gonna mess with negative energy
I don't know one nigga wishing well on me
I'm finally snap a nigga like some celery
Don't really want it
(oh yeah)
All of my money come in by the pound
She call my phone that's a sacred sound (oh yeah, oh yeah)
I can't even pick up the phone, put it down
I,
Graveyard (yup)
Working through the night
Autopilot felt like I had no control in life
Said fuck it grabbed some bones then rolled the dice
Shake em
I mean I finally did an album still they undecided
I mean he cool, do he really think he gonna make it
Only time he ever snap is on a Snap
Hey there, there's not much to say
You just gotta live by the day
There's not much partying going on here
I'm not lying when I say it's shit
I can't
to praise money
Dough I was never taught to know that it's dangerous to gain it
I hate it that everyone is afraid to be sayin
We've been hypnotized by these
cute little dress that I like (i like)
Now don't lose focus on what I'm 'bout to show you tonight.
[Chorus]
I can do magic
One snap of you
sound like certain doom
It be catchin’ me off guard
Like the shadows in my room
I been shuffling my cards
Thought I played the game by the rules
It’s
Ring! Ring! It's 7:00 A.M.!
Move y'self to go again
Cold water in the face
Brings you back to this awful place
Knuckle merchants and you bankers,
Ring! Ring! It's 7:00 A.M.!
Move y'self to go again
Cold water in the face
Brings you back to this awful place
Knuckle merchants and you bankers,
to beats well I'm the rhythm ace
Now if you check my pulse it beats skull snaps
I keep all my rhymes in my Le Sportsac
So what if I'm a ham and cheese
Ring! Ring! It's 7:00 A.M.!
Move why'self to go again
Cold water in the face
Brings you back to this awful place
Knuckle merchants and you
I know he's flatlined
He couldn't fight death
Yeah it took me by surprise
Where do we go next
Is there an afterlife
A heaven or a Hell
Oh God will you
boiling inside
She’s got a brain like a rubber band
Make her think too hard and
It’s gonna snap, it’s gonna snap
It’s gonna snap
You don’t have to think
lights dazzle me
Killed the games heart beat-crime-felony and
Now it's a new day they snap snap pics
A lot of them i pose in my new shades
London night
kings
(Yeah) No cash register, pockets on ching ching
(Yeah) Might've fucked that bitch, but she ain't my ting ting
Let that bitch sneak her Snap, let
me and leave me in luxury's lap!
Hop when I holler, skip when I snap,
When I say "Do it!", jump to it!
Send out for scotch, boil me a crab,
Cut
Let me simplify the rhyme just to amplify the noise
Try to amplify the times it, and multiply by six
Teen million people, all equal at this high
the club, at the Shark Bar
Valet my keys, and park my car
No snap shots, 'cuz I might get popped
As I slide by security, givin' 'em props
First thing I
after
A roast by the host with the most; it's a musical massacre.
Never tired; don't even try it; keep quiet.
Like a storm, you could rain... but
Yo, this is DJ Quik
Takin' a second out with Tha Dogg
Pound to let y'all know somethin'
If you're lookin' in the Source
Mag and don't see me
It's
think I'm the king by the look of it
The way I school em rappers, it's evident you stupid bitch
Sure divine with the thoughts and the words combined
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