Lyrics:
on your shoes, we're gonna hear some sounds
Come on babe you know there ain't no time to mess around (round, round, round, round)
Evie, Evie, Evie let
on your shoes, we're gonna hear some sounds
Come on babe you know there ain't no time to mess around (round, round, round, round)
Evie, Evie, Evie let
To there's a place I'll like to call your own
It's situated in my heart
I see you knocking but you can't come in
You're full of mistakes you make my
strength (yeah, yeah)
'Cause I get a little weak sometimes
I need help, Heavenly Father (yeah)
I live by the code
I said fuck them hoes
I give her
You always take me by surprise, like when it rains in California
Yeah, you do
You got a crazy sense of humour, dry as the sands in Arizona
You
You always take me by surprise, like when it rains in California
Yeah, you do
You got a crazy sense of humour, dry as the sands in Arizona
You
Oh Yeah
Lived all my days trying to embrace
Life with my heart by all the beauty
I feel and create
It spins and moves
Flows at my pace
Telling
Suggestion, (ah, excuse me Mr. Crump can we ask you some questions)
Don't ask me no questions
[Chorus: x2]
Now shortly, it be that portly MC from
think that I drink to much
Yeah, well I don't mind
I don't mind
I think of all the time we've wasted
I think of all our time apart
Your
anyone's fool
People could tell by the way you strut your stuff
So flamboyant and so so buff
We could always never get enough
No one could touch you or ever
long gone and she left me by my lonesome
Life crushing my balls took a while to grow some
Jesus came along saved my life and made it wholesome
He just
Well I hate pointless status updates on Facebook
FYI we were never M eight's
We pretend to be friends on the internet
When in real life, we have
sister was in my home
Sleepless nights by the chrome, trigger finger next to my dome
Contemplatin' self-destruction equatin' myself to nothin'
Fixated
Well I hate pointless status updates on Facebook
FYI we were never M eight's
We pretend to be friends on the internet
When in real life, we have
I'm losing control of my emotions
You've got this hold on my heart
I've never known what we are feeling
You never took me so far
I can't find
in a jeep
Try to take you out to see things and occasionally creep
Yeah your man is doing things I can't really see
Don't sound too good it sound
you
I might be in love with you, you
I might be in love with you
I'm not asking for forever
Just take it day by day
We can face this thing
in your temple
We get caught, it's strictly mental
A stone crook, I don't go by the book
You can't fool me with your gangster look
I truncate a Judas
cryin' won't do no good
Come on up to the house
Come down off the cross, we could use the wood
Come on up to the house
Come on up to the house
Come
Coke up in the bags, yeah sown up in the bags
I do my chicks like Ludacris blow it out your ass
I'm a mean pimp you know what I mean pimp
Four hoes
leave you like the way I do, yeah
Kiss my love and I wish you're gone
You can kiss my love and I wish you're gone
Never thought I'd leave you like the way
down your argument
before we feel it taking over.
We will wake by the time you forget it.
I'll pretend you never opened up that door.
We will wait
a fix
You know that we can supply you
Nigga will rob you
Get stomped out by a bunch of
Niggas with B's on they hats
But no, we ain't Piru (Brooklyn,
litty
Basketball shorts by Off White
Won't see me hooping though
Beating on the pedal
Tryna see how fast the coupe can go
Got the smartest mouth but how
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