Lyrics:
together like every several years
To sprinkle, a little bit of Heaven for your ears
Relax sippin' Cliquot in Rio, stupid fuckers
Low-key, know G's, but
together like every several years
To sprinkle, a little bit of Heaven for your ears
Relax sippin' Cliquot in Rio, stupid fuckers
Low-key, know G's, but
Double caseloads, push buttons, I got say-so
When it's war time, never lay low, y'all play roles
I can't name a fake nigga that was not exposed
How
on, but
take you out by the Spirit and the Word
One by one you'll drop
like flies under foot and in the ground
Because greater is He who is in me
than
more,
I leave footprints in fours, two for bi-peds, two more to break the door
Practically caress the utterings of crushed by drudgery brothers
like Jackie Chan and lay low, like {?} Jack-son
Maxing and relaxing, haters, do they really want to test me man
I got an arsenal waiting, do they
bullets to give away now
Free shit, you get down or lay down
But once you laid down you stay down
'Cause that's two to the dome piece
Bullets in the air
game, heroin in
The vain, fuck'n with there brains. Who the next nigga
Ta get popped by a cop? Who the next in the hood 2
Get shot? I hope it ain't me,
Man, she split a drink on my cream Wallows
Reach the gate, hungry just ate
Riffin', she got to be to work by eight
This must mean she ain't tryin'
Flags down my spaceship, sergeant sniffin' for a fragrance
Yeyo, Yeyo, he wanna sniff the yeyo, flying saucer on the house
In the casa just to lay-low
when I'm low balling by by
Yo forget these problems
And baby role with me
If ya need some sugar
I'll be ya PIMP
Just keep it fly girl
And stay close
appoints
And you'll see how I flipped, like exclamation points
My niggas shoot first as if they never played the point
More two guards, 'nough straps
here Lay woman Bad
Lay way she win her body
alway give me Geiger
One two steps my baby Bad
My baby give me something
no one ever give me
Come right
the hands that I broke
Now Im feelin mean so I try to lay low
Layin low
Layin low
Feel like Loui V cause I got all the dow
Layin Low
Layin Low
Keep it locked
Yellow Benz
Yellow PT Cruiser, yellow 'Lac on rims
Drop yellow 'Vette and a platinum Rolls Royce
That's seven different cars, everyday I got a choice
souls/ History of multiple dimensions/ Dreamland lay low, while the time creeps by slow/ Dreamland speaks truth, unfiltered thoughts in the deep blue/
The intro, the Goodie we kinfolk, nigga it's fin to jump off
But now it's time I lay low
'Cause I believe the track goin' cut off
Psych, the track is
Two drink, cave in
Two blunt, ease up
Booyah, leaves up
Who care? Who there?
Do what? Wake up
The hell, happened
We want, hands up
Pay you, dare
The intro, the Goodie we kinfolk, nigga it's fin to jump off
But now it's time I lay low
'Cause I believe the track goin' cut off
Psych, the track is
niggas on the low
More smoke blow some more huh
Lay that shawty on the floor ayy
I'm back now for the show
Be killing niggas on the low
Now now now
Now now
at a level supreme to the devil
So turn up the bass and lay low on the treble
We be the real MC's and you dead, bring a shovel
Revitalize, the vital Tribe
Yeah! Baby, I'm afraid to lose you, the mind games are on our way now,
Our love hanging loose on a root, yeah,
Oh no, would you be able to lay low, I
lay back 'cause I'm ahead of all that
Then I can relax 'cause I'm before my time
I hand you a manual before the rhymes
So you can catch up
down, say
Gimme some rhythm baby loosen up my collar (rhythm)
I'll lay you out, like a funeral parlor
Ready willin', fillin', killin' for a billin',
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