Lyrics:
wanna do is drink, smoke and fuck
All we wanna do is drink, smoke and fuck
Chronic, bubonic, chocolate Thai stick, you want it
Jamaican green, silver
da bread)
We break down loafs
We break down loafs
We break down the bread
Now I want all yall
Young bucks to listen
To me
(Listen up)
America
and send it off like a missile
Business is intact, now we come back strapped
So if something go down, we rearrange contracts
Coming bite and exact
want a copter, so we can get away clean
And take some pussy along, if you know what I mean
One hostage got brave, and got off the floor
But I smoked
And we let us down
Oh, the sound of hearts in time
The beats we take for granted and
Oh, the blurring of the lines
We want it all
Until we've had it for
weekend
I got you nigga, 4-4 pop two niggas,
That druglord that we want got a spot for niggas,
And if we kill him, it's back to the block my nigga,
gonna grab it
It ain't stealing, hey, it's only fun
When you live inside the pleasure dome
You don't ever want to go back home
Hangin' on
Hangin'
But now I see
Live in the present moment
Life goes by so wistfully
Happiness and misery
Looking back what will you see
Your past ain't your eternity
go by the name of LEN
l e n
and we gonna go a lil something like this
check it out
d rock
i got mumbles on the beats and me and biz
I need something to believe in, day by day is just the same
I keep going never thinking about my world
Pretending we belong here to this world that
? What do you want?
I'm just as thirsty as can be
What'll you have? What'll you have?
Suggest a little drink for me
Of the very finest soft drinks
We
Sometimes I think about it
And my poor heart wants to die about it
Woooooo about the sweet sweet love I lost
And the way I got double crossed
By
close to me
Who do think you are, and what more do you want from me?
(Ball tongue) you got the dykes off, I think they'll mind me
(Ball tongue) I'm
trust nobody
I've been betrayed by everybody around
Cracking jokes I don't laugh much
For help I never could ask much
If I'm down an out I get passed
they won't let me off
Never thought we'd make it out the ghetto, now look where we are
Fucking famous bitches and that pussy taste like caviar
I done
then we all (?)
Move your back and
Move your bel-ly-ly-ly-ly
No doubt, my lovely have to run the country
I'mma set up the riddim of it
Move me
Move
We give and we take and we take and we give and
We give and we take and we take and we give and
We do it all just so we can live
We do it all just so
on top of me
I shoulda took her to trial, and never copped a plea
But this ain't a Christian nation, motherfucker please
America never taught me to turn
dolls
Let me come to the small mouse
I slap what I want to baccara
I slap on the belly of the Maharajas
To me nightclubs South American
Where we dance
always got to stay out late
By the time I reached that age the novelty had all but faded
Now that we are old and grey we've become annoyed and jaded
upside down
Truth is I want to stay with you
For the rest of my life
We can make love and war
'Long as it's settled by the night
I'll always keep it real
Please Lord
Forgive us for our sins
As we ride again
I rap like I came back to life
Then I died again
Eastside we finally here
I provide the win
the best day I've ever had
Just for the day let's runaway
Won't you play with me
Down by the sea I'll show you how happy
We can be
Let's just drift
it from behind
We can bump and grind all night 'till we reach a climax
Make sure you leave a phat sack for Brat
Till you come back for more
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