Lyrics:
, let your lights show
That's the only way that we'll ever grow all grow
On the count of 3, let your lights show
1, 2, 3
Thinking with my right is why I
it round the clock baby
Got me feeling like Nas
Now they can all hate me
Same players who hate us listen and watch daily
Whole industry like me
That's
the rocky road
cnd all the way to Dublin, Whack fol lol le rah!
In Mullingar that night I rested limbs so weary
Started by daylight me spirits bright and airy
from you (turn the lights on)
I mention you when I say my prayers
I wrap you around all of my thoughts
Boy, you're my temporary high
I wish that
from you (turn the lights on)
I mention you when I say my prayers
I wrap you around all of my thoughts
Boy, you're my temporary high
I wish that
Megan good morning
Catch me rollin' with Kelly or
At the hills with Paris
From Hollywood to the hood I want ‘em all
Man I swear that I want them all
Wanna
twisted once we
Droppin - get it poppin!
That's why it's "The Weatherman"
Highly addictive, live in ya area
Still remain the clearest on your stereo
It's
the 8 o 10
All the fear and no sting, Just Cause you think you Scorpion
That's right, you a pop star not a Rap God
Go back to the 6 with Kawhi Leonard,
bodies, or a pile of bills. All affected way to easy by the love and the hate. Pick your poison, it's the only way we can pretend that we all have nothing
not enough. Here, only animals
remain, immaculate, seduced by pain. Ending fear into
specters of welcome. Floor stained with patients. The
moment
gat with my hard hat
Strapped with my crew and my niggas and all that
Down for whatever, niggas straight rowdy
Ask any motherfucker in America they'll
it
(Come on baby stop playin)
Yeah uuuhhh
Satisfaction (satisfaction)
My hoe your reaction (I swear to god)
Hot damn cabbage
Greens for all that salad
Down by the station early in the morning
Met a little girl about as cute as she could be
I turned on my charms and told her that I loved her
I
or die nigga (broke niggaz eat your heart out!)
G.D.O.D. nigga (okay bruh)
Ay! Hey!
[Chorus]
Yeah, ay never mind that blahzay-blahzay, all we do is
try to do
You know that
Love will always take you by surprise
I feel something special
But I just don't know why
You and I could have such fun
Well it's a hot hot sunday jump up around a quarter to ten
Had to run and get this blunt that i left in my benz
I lit the shit and caught a early
a power surge!
Stay... away.
There's something I must say.
This light reduces all that's in it's way.
In... the dark.
Ignited by a spark.
A fire
at the lip
Anybody that want to give me banana split
It's only E-40, Murder in this bitch
All the money motivated me to biatch
Three soldiers from
But I don't even do no coke
Zayski pass that wood man I'm tryna smoke some dope
Yea I'm Big Logo but sometimes I go by Vhe Lone
I'm always somewhere
all that talk up nigga
We still the youngins packing major influence
So what is you doing
I know my people agree
Up by a 100 degrees
Improve by the week
So let's start with that gruesome carnival
Of flowers, flags, God and sons
Class hatred abetted by a hero's moral rhetoric
riches)
We need more gold
But we prepare the servants, then curse the remains
Of those told that they will burn through service
Won't purge anything, see
worry wetin be that mutumina
Life dikwa easy here, lifestyle effizzy
I ain't got no worries here last time was jiffy
All my guys dey ball we get to give
Happiness is a fleeting thing
That by itself doesn't impress me
We're looking for a high
Just to get us by
It's not all that impressive
To tally up
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