Lyrics:
Yeah, somebody on
Somebody hit me today and they were like
"Nah, just make sure, you know
You tell me what to do when I get there, you know?"
I had her walkin' on the moon
Yo, I seen you at the five and dime wastin' your time
Oh you shine, I'm lookin' at your ass from behind
You walked
the coupes and the Lincs)
(What you get?) (top models that gargle in the mink)
(Who you hit?) (whoever want it, I take it to the brink)
(It's funny, but I
hands I was dealt
When I said the music business was all I needed
When I got it I was greeted by an alien
That said last year that she slept with
wicked deams (deamons)
I keep my pistol by my bedside one in the chamber
Preoccupied with homocide my life's in danger
Rollin down the four-five beware
frightened
Cuz when the storm comes you don't to get hit with lightning
Five-oh-nine, man, we running from the five-oh
Eight-seven-six, boy, we running
The dream is fading, now I'm staring at the door
I know it's over 'cause my feet have hit the cold floor
Check my reflection, I ain't feelin' what
with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends,
all be dreaming 'bout that five pound bass
The early birdie always gets his worm
Me I always get my wish
When you're talking 'bout that five pound
Nothin' from nothin' leaves nothin'
If you want to have something, you better stop frontin'
What you gonna do when the five roll by
You better be ready,
“Can you carry me please?”
And I held on tight
I was lifted
Lifted by the breeze
When I hit the city tempted
I hit the city dry
The streets were long
You hit the spot
Like a balmy breeze on a night in May
You hit the spot
Like a cool mint julip on a summery day
You hit a new high in my estimation
all be dreaming 'bout that five pound bass
The early birdie always gets his worm
Me I always get my wish
When you're talking 'bout that five pound
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
down, still down for me
Lookin' at her and she's lookin' at me
When I walk past the bitch she probably felt a light breeze
Me and her at the Heat
Never, by any means necessary better
Get up off your ass and get my money 'fore I stretch yah
Out in front your doorstep, when I brandish this .45th
You
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
One night long ago by the light of the moon,
An old music master sat composing a tune,
His spirit was soaring and his heart full of joy,
When
We like the breeze flow straight out of our lids
Them they got moved by these hard-rock Brooklyn kids
Us floor rush when the DJ's booming classics
Janeiry
Ain't nobody's hero, but I wanna be heard
On your HOT97 everyday, that's my word
Swimmin' in women with they own condominiums
Five plus five
He's free as the breeze
He's always at ease
He lives in the jungle and hangs by his knees
As he swings through the trees
With a trapeze in his
He's free as the breeze
He's always at ease
He lives in the jungle and hangs by his knees
As he swings through the trees
With a trapeze in his
not, twenty-four years on the wake up
Slug hit your temple, watch your frame shake up
Caretaker did your makeup, when you passed
Your girl fucked my
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