Lyrics:
of the tip
Daddies a rolling stone
I'm rolling in shit with these pigs
In south side
Who you rolling with in the sticks?
With hair weaves and air streams
with the flow of the song
That's for the people to decide
Ay, see fragments in the pitch black sky
See my glow as I fly right by
Got my CD flow in my
the shade of lava out the bottle, like a genie
Served buffalo wings by bitches in bikinis
Oxycontin cocktails with bellinis
Over pizza pie we think on those
by the dew
All this is mine and heaven too
I own each summer day, each mountain capped with snow
The sentimental breeze, the dreamy streams that
by the dew,
All this is mine and heaven too.
I own each summer day
Each mountain capped with snow
The sentimental tree, the dreamy streams that
Artist: DJ Envy f/ Jay-Z
Album: Blok Party Vol. 1
Song: H.O.V.A.
Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash
[Jay-Z] + (DJ Envy)
Yo uh, dim
no pe
From the nashville skyline
Girls in south country
In this world gone wrong
So here's another love song
[verse 2]
We came a long way baby
You
ones
By the time I was 19, 20
Had a few albums
And I was producing more
Even hooked up with a band
After we jammed
On a music course
Ironi, the name fit
home
I been told I spit lyrics with politics
Why wouldn't I?
It says Negro on my birth certificate
Born in 1960 in a nation throughout
I've been
kissed by the dew,
All this is mine and heaven too.
I own each summer day
Each mountain capped with snow
The sentimental tree, the dreamy streams that
kissed by the dew,
All this is mine and heaven too.
I own each summer day, each mountain capped with snow,
The sentimental breeze, the dreamy streams
u should get u a pair yeaa
E40:
i got my rhine stone stunna shade glasses on
they takin picture with me with they lil camera fone
headed to the bar
with the flow when it’s all set is stone
Eye on the crown, might as well watch the throne
Staring at the bottom from the top like a drone
I pray that all
the plastic motif, Rip & Tip, another track with .gif, takes the crown as the most upbeat track on the album. It was inspired by a random news article I read
with the opps we make 'em suffer
Just met this lil thot she from the country
Knew I was gone fuck I had her blushin'
She gone take the dick I make her
from becoming raging cock-monsters that will rape anything with a face.
Normally, our country would be protected against such threats but our strategic
kissed by the dew,
All this is mine and heaven too.
I own each summer day, each mountain capped with snow,
The sentimental breeze, the dreamy streams
gave you this bouquet too late
I'll fill an album up with words I couldn't say to your face
I could write a song for hours, never tell 'em
Some days I
touring the country 'fore my first album
I show with Professor 'for my first vid
Funny how my mother's friends called me her worst kid
What's up
Shout out
for the plummet
Now I'm opening these clips crawlin through mud pits
With guns and hundreds of clips on Uncle Sam's budget
Hundred rifles itself,
has its own song, that plays on and on and on to the rhythm of life
It’s country and reggae, rock and roll, hip hop, rap, Delta blues and soul
So,
on the farm.
Chorus:
I was corn fed on cornbread, gravy and biscuits. I was homegrown on a country song, southern lovin’ and fried chicken. I’m a redneck
You can get the chrome get
The fitted off your dome
This shit you think you know think
I'm kiddin' then you wrong
This ain't no song, just flexin' by
songs gon stretch across the country like Im The Nile
Sometimes I be down n out now I'm in dial
I thought y'all knew that I was gon be a star bitch it's
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