Lyrics:
Pulled up to the city with my seats laid back, I don't wanna be seen no more
I got tired counting money, but I always tell my brothers I don't wanna
bitch I just took off on the cops
I don't need a charm, bitch, I need a lawyer and rocks
I got the drum, bitch, 'bout to connect some of these dots, hey
- pop - and hollerin'
Stop for the stop sign - and she silent
I don’t silence her speak when she want
Prefer to keep her here with me
But she can
The lightning express from the depot so grand
Had started out on its way
All of the passengers that were on board
Seemed to be happy and gay
But one
been by your side
Never not my passenger, takin' you for a ride
Feel like this just services for you
It's do or die, oh
Don't know if I'd go the distance
home, come on)
Hold up, let's take it from the top, I, Fox
Gets my swerve on, floss pure rocks
In the six drop, boo, and it don't stop
See money
surprised I ain't dead yet
I keep red tech in the passenger seat
To match their heat
It's so real if I don't see
You I'm splashing your beep
It's on the kid
a little further
Don’t Stop
Tun on mi car and drive
One fifty pon di dash board light
Yea ahh
Protection pon the passenger side
Prepare for anything
women love it
I don't kiss and tell, lot of artists wonder
Cut the bra, punch a lumber in her stomach
Went from rugged, took some losses, money doubled
cause if you don't you settle
Ain't no fumbling
I'm tied up in this shit ain't no stumbling
My momma ain't raise no bitch so stop the mumbling
Ain't have
Uh, yeah, uh, uh-huh, uh-huh, magic, uh
Now I stay fly all the time as the days go by
And I sit back and wonder why all these niggas wanna stop my
home, come on)
Hold up, let's take it from the top, I, Fox
Gets my swerve on, floss pure rocks
In the six drop, boo, and it don't stop
See money
Yo, Mama Mia
A lot of people don't know where I came from
But I betcha they know where I'm going
Know what I'm sayin'?
Sky is the limit for me
Do you feel the vibe
(Yeah)
Dancing through your mind
I say that we go inside
There's sum' I wanna try
Don't give me that look girl I know that you
entertainers
Don't point your finger yeah
I'd rather be rich than be broke and famous
Because my money gets jealous
Listen see I use to sit at a bus stop
For all the introverts, in the mutha fucking house
Uh, yo
I don't want none ya time
Don't want ya vibe, get the fuck up out my life
I'm tired
fuckin with the mutha fuckin realist niggas
[Ice Cube:]
Dirty Mutha fuckas tryina clean hip-hop,
but it don't stop, like L.A grid Lock
If you get popped,
the passenger seat
Riding hood, by my hood, ain't no hike in the wood
Life is good, it's so good, live it twice if I could
Man, it's me, once again it's that
[Intro]
And we go by the runners
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from, ay)
DJ Khaled, we the best
(I think it's time for me
[Intro]
And we go by the runners
(I think it's time for me to go hard as the hood I'm from, ay)
DJ Khaled, we the best
(I think it's time for me
the changin' of seasons
Things don't just happen
They happen for a reason
Maybe we'll meet in Exuma
Or down in the Keys
If I catch the right current
Or capture
spot to the wall
And I'm still humming and bopping to the tune
Then the tune stops
Mid tune not at the end so
I'm waiting for my phone to
Ring coz
hanging by a thread (Hanging by a thread)
Talking all that shit lil nigga you might end up dead (You might end up dead)
Talking all that shit lil nigga you
They don't know how lucky they are
They could have run into that tree
Got struck by a bolt of lightning
And raped by a minority
It was a four way
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