Lyrics:
shit to the floor
Ito ay sari sari store
Just drop that shit to the floor
Ito ay sari sari store
Four stack three stack two Stack one
I got robbed by
started rhyming (You know it)
FOUR FOUR TWENTY
It’s the time we started vibing
FOUR FOUR TWENTY
Light the blunt it’s perfect timing (Yea)
Hot up in this
to fuck a model off of Coke
And then I’ll start recording
Yeah
That’s what you call a hit
I got twenty four hours a day
I work through all of it
When I’m
to be kissing and cuddling
I've always been the type to be tussling and hustling
spin on who spin on me are crazy
Six four on twenty two forgis and I'm
strangers by nature[02:20.53]Gotta act like we was never homies
a red nose
Right now
You should be playing with kids
Farewell to my old hell
Still crowded
Compelled by these memories
Twenty four hours per day
Farewell
honey's body's tight
She's got that Jessica Biel-ness
If ya miss smoke at 4:20 smoke at 4:22
Cuz 4:22 is 4:20 too
The rhymes really fluid
Before we been
(much more)
Three, four, five, what a chance to be alivе (alive)
Twenty-six, love will lead you to royalty (royalty)
(I was) Losing my mind on this battlе
[Intro]
Hi friends, let's count
1,2,3,4,5,
6,7,8,9,10,
11,12,13,14,15,
16,17,18,19,20.
[Verse 1]
One little star shines up high,
Two little birds
the Cutlass blue
Brand new twenty-two's on new UV's
With one, two, three, four, five TV's
It's a Midwest thang, y'all and they ain't got a clue (they ain't
twenty-three now but will I live to see twenty-four?
The way things is going, I don't know
Tell me why are we so blind to see
That the ones we hurt are you
hope. The seasons passed January, February under the trees
and there were tulips amongst the firs. Elsie was twenty-three twenty-four
twenty
clubs, filthy whores
Somebody daughter getting ten singles to drop her drawers
Crack fiends buy new tv for twenty beans
Niggas trynna get money, police
twenty five
My first million by twenty five at the very least
so thatll be in seven years
So Ill be a multimillionaire in ten years
Confused by this world
And by day twenty-four you can't take it anymore!
It's gonna be alright
Stay calm and hold on tight
Don't think about the things that you miss
Try
knees
Your ankles and pretty heels
Chased by French stick on wheels
What a hydraulic way to spend my time
And an attenuated bell to throw in polls
I'm
I know you into the shiny things
The platinum, the chains, and the diamond rings
The twenty-four inch chrome on the range
I see you when you crouch
(we the best)
Just pulled over in my 7-5
Big bottle on the dash, hope he let me slide
Got 20 in the trunk you can bet me 5
20 minutes in they dump
Out)
They Say (They fightin' in the club)
[Verse 1: I-20]
Dealer bitch, recognise I'm back up on my grind hoe
Niggas talkin' this and that
boy I got so many ways
Ways to get paid
Twenty four hours
Money to be made
I started off with nothing
Now I'm platinum black mase
Back then ?? women
Now
contained twenty thousand in cash,
A photograph of a Colombian nigga with a long mustache Miguel Sanchez,
Keep a gun hidden in his pants' leg with armed
back, I'm at peace at night
No more cops, no more Rodney King's
No more peekin' out the curtain wit' the rifle by any means
AIDS don't exist, plus my
hurt, used, bruised and harmed me. By the help of The Lord, I forgive them.
20. Mercy flows from the river of life from the throne of God towards me. I
the chips
See law ain't no good unless two dice hit
Hate me even if I didn't ice my s***
F*** n****s, make that money and lots of it
Sold four million
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