Lyrics:
and spa
Don't wanna be anywhere else, with anyone else.
Near to heaven's where we are
Don't wanna be anywhere else, with anyone else
Baby I'll ride with
thats
Money on your block
Thats them bread winners got them
Bitches by the flock
If you bout yo hustle I got beans
White and purple weed coke and dope
Bet
them cups raising up
Snizzow flizzake is off in my dollar
Gotta nose it up
I dial drink by the liters, I'm a drinker ho
Ya swore you doin' it like
Me?
hate me, b****es in the head beatin 'em (So)
N****s wanna ride by the crib all slow (Oh)
We clap motherf***er, want a real rap show?
Fiends are
(Yo Jason! The firebird)
Gotta get a bottom bitch
Ride or die chick
Gotta get a bottom bitch
Ride or die chick
A Ride or die chick
I need a ride
Now of course I want peace on the streets
But realistically
Paintin' perfect pictures ain't never worked
my misery was so deep
Couldn't sleep
of being broken
I don’t wanna be
Finally hit rock bottom
Cause I gotta start digging deep
And stop searching for attention and condition all affection
Cause
livin' life
All my niggas trained to go
But we don't wanna fight
Never coppin' when I land
We bring it on the flight
Said he got a mil'
I said "I'll be
wanna do is party (Woo!)
And buy everybody at the bar Bacardi (Woo!)
Black Barbie dressed in Bulgari
I'm tryin' to leave in somebody's Ferrari
Spread
may be slow
We still gonna blow like the horn played by Horatio
The stakes is three feet high and risin' like De La Soul
So I got Wonder Why, my man
We used to hold hands and had such a deep convo
Make a few plans like you wanna go where I'mma go?
Well let's leave pronto and that's what we did
Its quarter past noon
Be outta here soon
Take a ride down the route
Well rendezvous, ohh in the afternoon
Golden rays, they pour through the roof
By
Lately I don't know
But somethings coming over me
Thoughts of stirring up
'Bout stirring up a drink or three
I'm down to go, where the wind blows
more deep,
Swimming at large,
Waiting for me,
I don't wanna love ya,
I don't wanna love ya,
But what if i do,
Hoping that ya love me,
Hoping that
your palm
Close your eyes to see the stark
Look deep inside, what's the worst you'll find
(The truth is ready to awaken...)
Even if Earth is stormed by
potnas done tried her
(tired of these ho's, tired, tired of these silly ho'z)
Really feel her vibe
But my sister wanna fight her
(tired of these ho
Lately, I don't know
But somethings coming over me
Thoughts of stirring up
'Bout stirring up a drink or three
I'm down to go where the wind
as good as going tourist.
By Friday afternoon, Waldo was set.
He was thoroughly packed and the post
Office had agreed to pick him up at three o'clock.
is exactly what I heard
She was saying, "Oh!
I wanna make out with you, in an abandoned toll-booth, in the middle of a monsoon
I wanna ride dolphins
Lately I don't know
But somethings coming over me
Thoughts of stirring up
'Bout stirring up a drink or three
I'm down to go, where the wind blows
was monkeys on a tree
Off how they swing by
Call em curious
They clutch on any car that wanna drive by
Blowin on dis exotic
You want smoke I punch ya
just the neighborhood lust
Tell Lil' One be cool everybody coming up
Cause everybody wanna ride, everybody wanna shine
So how ya love that people?
do, you
Grab her by her neck, throw her on the wall
Say, "Bitch don't ever disrespect me, never not at all"
These simple words can put a pause
damn hands up
If you want to go and take a ride with me
We 3-wheeling in the fo' with the gold D's
Oh, why do I live this way
Hey, must be the money
I
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