Lyrics:
Driving all fast border line insane
Glasses so thick couldn't stay in her lane
I swerved left and I swerved right
But she was still tale gating me too
(Knew you were waiting)
Someday (someway), some place (somehow)
For me
(I didn't falter) When the valley was low
(I still believed) I still believe (I
contagious, just like Ron Isley
(What the hell is goin' on? Someone's sleepin' in my home)
Snoop to the DO, double G
Get in where you fit in, follow me
you can call that bitches rich
I'm out this sports, I'm in the game
Fallin' the blaze, causin fo' Dade
[DJ Khaled]
Doe Boy, Slip-N-Side
Epedemic,
the top boy
And I didn't even have to be in Top Boy
If you're asking what I done then it's a lot, boy
You rap meeks make me wanna be a pop boy
Ayy, in
Super Bowl champs celebrate like me
With Escobar cigars, let me say my piece
Money attract money, statewide hustlers
Jewelry sellers exposed by these
contagious, just like Ron Isley
(What the hell is going on? Someone's sleeping in my home)
Snoop to the D-O-Double G
Get in, where you fit in, follow me
Who's
live in California, drive a drop top
Roll by the beach, look at the freaks
jump in my car, I do it every week
DJ's who know call me Mister Short
All
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself
Or if was with somebody else
You don't understand she make the
People say yeah yeah
I can put
You've been a part of my life for so very long
It's hard for me to believe sometimes that you're really gone
I tuck your memory away in that
You still love me?
Take this
You ready? One, two, three
'Cause the more you put me through
The more it makes me wanna come back to you
You say
where it's standin'
I got beat for the street to tha beach I'll be rolling
Neva see me strolling, 40s I'll be holding
Girls in the daisies, drive Eazy
in the stereo still done and they talk
They taking on me's behaviour
Dem call me Oluwaburna lyrics creator
On the road to greatness dem a sink under
To save you, boy
He gave you His only begotten Son
Whoever, whoever believes in Him will be saved
You shall not perish
You will not be saved
L.A., can't believe we fell in love in the city of L.A.
L.A., it's the city of angels, it can take you anywhere
L.A., L.A., L.A.
We fell in love in
cerebellum
The sound of destiny in stereo
The sound of destiny in stereo
Yo, rap like he's starvin'
Uncivil writer, rap like he marchin'
And then sang
fantasia said let yourself be free
The truth be, without me you'll succeed
I'm sorry baby please believe in you and me
C'mon
Ain't no love better than
clearly
That I'm down with the capital see-P-T
Boy you can't fuck with me
So when I'm in your neighborhood, you better duck
Coz Ice Cube is crazy
Everyone wants to be a cowboy
Grab your guns boy
Forty-five by my side, do he live
No the nigga dies
Zen, zen zen zen zen zen zen
You shot your
aroused my style
Then I party like I'm Tony in a South Beach house
Bars hittin' like I'm still livin' couch-to-couch
Motivation for the trappers living
She make me feel so good
Better than I would by myself or if was with somebody else
You don't under stand she make the people say yeah, yeah
I
Daddy read from the good book
I'm just a country boy from this land
Makin' a living with these two hands
Still believe in the good ole American way
She sheds tears for that dope boy
Shit, it is what it is for that dope, boy
Handle minor biz for that dope, boy
But then tell you by the Greyhound
niggas are the craziest
So you and your boys are ass out
When I'm rollin' in a seven deuce glass house
The Mob ain't nothing but a menace
When we get
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