Lyrics:
at ya man tomorrow
Aight, I'll get up with you tomorrow
You get up with me tomorrow?
Aight I'm going up in here
Coming out of 112 one late night
Seen
(June, you're a genius)
Yeah, open up, hey
Mane, look, stop it (stop)
Always got my name in some gossip (hot topic)
White diamonds, triple K
the small of my back
Where these niggas at I clear the whole pack
Talkin' shit 'cause I'm down for my set I'm a vet
Smokin' on a wet cigarette
(who
the small of my back
where these niggas at I clear the whole pack
talkin' shit 'cause I'm down for my set I'm a vet
smokin' on a wet cigarette
(who
My block is hot, this Glock is hot (Hot, hot)
Jump out on my block, hop out of ya car
(Bow, bow)
Jump out like the SWAT, we duckin' the cops
(Ah, ah)
"Rolling down the road, going nowhere,
Guitar packed in a trunk
Somewhere around mile marker 1-12,
Papa started hummin' the funk
I gotta jones in
"Rolling down the road, going nowhere,
Guitar packed in a trunk
Somewhere around mile marker 1-12,
Papa started hummin' the funk
I gotta jones in my
Anywhere no matter what; I got my good friends by my side
And either way the time ago but I don't want these 3 months to die
'Cause in this wet hot american
(Produced By: Misty Von'Du)
D TO THE O TO THE L L DOLL BITCH
I AM THE DOLL, NOT A BARBIE DOLL, BITCH
ITS D TO THE O TO THE L L DOLL BITCH
IM
My fist like a pool (Wet wet wet)
The money come quick (Jet jet jet)
Holla at the boo (Get get get)
Keep the cash on my hip (Bet bet bet)
If I call
You get up with me tomorrow?
Aight I'm going up in here
Coming out of 112 one late night
Seen some scandalous hoes in my eye sight
Now being
112, the sky is the limit
Got green like Slimer, got perp like Grimace
Fly high to Principal, we smokin' this medicinal marijuana
Make me wanna fly
"Rolling down the road, going nowhere,
Guitar packed in a trunk
Somewhere around mile marker 1-12,
Papa started hummin' the funk
I gotta jones in
the coochy up
Keep in touch
Animal how 'bout you do me up?
True enough we could cut right now
Go hurry up i get down baby
Wet, wet, wet, wet, wet
Got
dope in her pussy
She keep that nine in her gucci
We riding in the vert with the uzi
A wet your block up like jacuzzi's
See your bitches broke and my
Hot and horny, so wet, so juicy
Girl you on me, tonight this evening
Hey, I called it, my phone it’s ringing
Girl you got me the line it’s busy
Hey I
Ballin like a hot girl - hot girl - hot girl - hot girl - hot girl Megan
I'm pretty like a Barbie girl Barbie girl Barbie girl Barbie girl Nicki
Pop
cold but we didn't mind
This wet hot Canadian summer
Night fell and we roasted lumber
Fire on the sand by the water with the wind blowing strong
I fuck her like who cat that is? That's mine
Lay on the table wet wine and dine
Damn near hypnotized by the Eyes
of my back
Where these niggas at I clear the whole pack
Talkin' shit 'cause I'm down for my set I'm a vet
Smokin' on a wet cigarette
(who these
Hey Yo I'm back but nobody was asking where I been
'Cause Christ-centered music is no longer the hot trend
Logic says well maybe I should just stop
admitted beyond-
Oh, I'm sorry, sir, I didn't know it was you
It's hot as fuck in here
You know what I'm saying? Air the crotch out
Yo, during the course
the fickle consistent
Human rights I felt like
I was missing these
Like 112 Faith and P. Diddy
This feeling ain’t right like
Peter In infinity war
on that bench, look yo eyes and see a twinkle
We just coolin' to the end as I write this little jingle
Ooh
Snag the fruit it's a dragonfruit
Rotation 112
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