Lyrics:
playing and I feel like watching
Daft Punk's on so my soul is filled
I can't really tell if I'm pushing up this hill
Or rolling down like the ocean
We want
you'll get greeted
By the 380 colt mustang in my pocket
I had a few drinks already, don't make me cock it
Cause if I have to cock it, well then it's
and punks, never ever want to see me in power
Well, that's too bad, Apocalypse now I'm back and I'm mad
We're comin', you're runnin' cold and cunning
Ice
(Whassup?)
Tell 'em where you from!
Straight outta Compton, another crazy ass nigga
More punks I smoke, yo, my rep gets bigger
I'm a bad motherfucker,
cool, I'ma have fun
Summon my funds by the bag, huh?
Might go to Met Gala with my main shawty
And we dressed up like Daft Punk
Hate you, we swervin'
of the sky like a bomb comes some little punk in a rocket
Now all of a sudden some strange things are happening to me
I had friends
I had lots of friends
the trig, there's nuff foes equipped
Real deal, of course, I pack steel, shits thick
I'm not dumb, to walk the streets, they kept us swinging by
A punk
birth
Man handle everything for what it's worth
Land shots with the dunks, take shots 'til I'm drunk
Got me singing one more time like I'm Daft Punk
call us names
Try to divide us
By trying to classify us
Call me many names
Tell me punk is dead
The more you try to bring us down
The stronger we will
‘cause I'm a punk rock girl
I’m just a punk rock girl and I think I’m gonna hurl
Call me a fake one more time, I’m not your punk rock girl
I’m just a punk
of weed to keep from goin' under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
more
Need a new boyfriend
Someone who appreciate
All the things that makes me so great
I need a new boyfriend
Treats me like a superstar
Always
I rock, you get your boots knocked
Then attack you like a pit that lock shit DOWN
As I come and freaks the sound, hardcore
but giving you more
round
We gon', uh, hear the sound, uh
Who them niggas is, loc?
Bring them bitches in, ho
Bitch, I'm really him, ho
Watch up by the benzo
Smile
We come to hit you with a sock full of funk
Under your eye, next to your nose, punk
It's funky like skunk blunts, stunk like funk cunt
I come
of weed to keep from going under
The federales wanna see me dead
Niggas put prices on my head
Now I got two Rottweilers by me bed, I feed 'em lead
Now
in my pocket and at least a grand
Gold on my knuckle, my pistol's closed in hand
I'm a Dogg Pound Gangsta from the LBC
Remotely controlled by
I rock, you get your boots knocked
Then attack you like a pit that lock shit DOWN
As I come and freaks the sound, hardcore
but giving you more
deepest self like a wise monk
In my ear melodies of Daft Punk
"One More Time"
Out of reality we have fun
Lord, dilated pupils shows your world different
of time
I will love you 'til the end of time
Promise you'll remember that you're mine
Love you more
Than those bitches before
Say you'll remember (oh
split
Punk, pass the forty and the blunt and don't front
On the block, 'cause when you do front, brothers are gettin' stomped
I'm not an addict, more
club
I stayed focussed on my craft
Y’all just daft
Posing like a punk
Acting kinda tough
You ain’t rough
You make me laugh
Please don’t touch my
now I'm settin up, the ultimate drive-by
And when you hear this shit
It make the world say "DAMN!", "I wanna kill Sam"
"Do the niggas run this
as ca-cancer
You were sorta punk rock, I grew up on hip hop
But you fit me better than my favorite sweater, and I know
That love is mean and love hurts
But I
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