Lyrics:
TICAL
As I walk in the shadow of death
Sixteen men on a dead man's chest
Your host this even Mr H-O-T
N-i-x, you get splashed with the Tec
Nobody
only fo' some bad bitches when the club close
Whole VIP trunk full of drugged hoes
And fireworks of unlimited booze
Leave my dollars in ones and my
in yo fake ass videos (ok)
champagne an coffin full of skrill
nigga know damn well yo punk ass ain't got had no mills
I'm payin full nigga an I
Hpnotiq to get you erotic
And then I take you somewhere exotic
Where we can blow chronic
A full clip for a lil drama
You know I ain't a hoe
Snap
trying to rearrange other artist
Street dates, in fear of a wipe out in retail inter chart movement
Although no one knows the exact cause of the new album
Lees everywhere, game or the flight
You might see me anywhere, day in the life
Only thing changed the tail number on the flight
I can touch down
Lees everywhere, game or the flight
You might see me anywhere, day in the life
Only thing changed the tail number on the flight
I can touch down
"I am full blood boricua"
Reads the tattoo on his arm
He tells me, "Mami, I need ya"
And my heartbeat pumps so strong
Getting lost in el ritmo
He
like a kitchen
Full of pots and pan Glocks in hand
Shots rung out like ringin' the bells
And then that sucker nigga ran
Damn, I never thought
I'm here for ya
It's the new world order
Times gettin shorta when the primes gettin longer
I'm hot in the sauna when I blow low on ya
I'm in
Last night,
A room full, drunk,
Sang along to the songs I never had
The courage to write.
Given the chance
I'd stay in this chorus forever,
to putt'em in coffins, tho I kill to protect only this my attempt
Come off tha glock every sin, try to have understanding but my sins a repent, stay bent
2
Uh
1st & (1st &) 15th (15th)
Woah, uh!
Lupe Fiasco's Food & Liquor
Is lovingly, hand-crafted and done
By the good folks, at 1st & 15th, yeah!
these fake-ass niggas who you are
I be that nigga named Luda
Alert! alert! it's the ATLien intruder
College Park waterboy, spit in the c-cooler
I
To all my people goin' through it on a daily basis
And it seem like the world is full of cold places
Keep your head up, fuck what they said
'Cause
wondering
How some punks stand up one side pondering
How di youths find roof to live under in
And shine like a diamond twinkling
When they see me and di
dey
Like sey tomorrow no
Dey for you like you dey for me
Whisper in the wind with the sweetest melody
World full of sin and I know say you dey 'gree
Wanna fuck the world, I'm a walkin' erection
Spend without a thought, we do it reckless
Your nigga caught us texting
You said, "baby, don't be
[Big Gipp talking]
Hello what's happening world?
Yo this Big Gipp I've been called down
By Lil' Jon & The Eastside Boyz
To tell you what's really
player hatin'
Got a Mercedes for these tricks that thought I quit
Then got a drop-top Jag for these bitches that's on my dick
Go to a club in a pack,
scarred by a revolv'
With no warnin' signs, 'cause yo my man took five
Now I'm the young one with the nine, ready to put in my time
Shoot first, look
answers
Can't help me out, I need a friend
I'm losing faith in this world of sin
Tryna make ends meet with a week, no sleep
It's like a cycle that never
ass, ho
Peter-rolled by Koopsta, Crunchy, Juice, Paul, Boo and Scarecrow
Ho, it's a whole lotta demons in my world today
Which means you run into
As time goes by
And when two lovers woo
They still say, "I love you"
On that you can rely
No matter what the future brings
As time goes by
Moonlight
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