Lyrics:
finger up don't say nothing
He ain't here is he? We can play or something
He at the crib oh, I see you live with him
What you gone get married to him
an Englishman
No we don't live in houses that are otherwise known as bars
Yes we do have other transport besides donkeys and carts
Go to Dublin day or night
a lot of girls but like you I never found
See cause you’re from outer space
Them girls just from out of town
And there’s girls like you but they just live
a dick in your mouth
Lightweight, like confetti
Steadily tested by motherfuckers who ain't ready
To deal with the legendary
Soopafly, X-Z, and Bullet Loco
to talk and laugh
Same fool in the hood with a ski mask
Don't move don't budge don't even flinch
Caught you slipping so they going for your dividends
I
INTRO
Drum thumping in reverse
Feel our heartbeats as they burst
Time escapes through every measure
Bound together by lust & pleasure
VERSE 1
Cool
front lawn
I don't give a fuck if they say we wrong
You better keep your hands up when they play this song
And keep your hands in the air
If you know
that s***
Project hoes like that dick, Don't bite that dick
Give me a Spanish sweet hoe
Black from Puerto Rico
Freak ho, Specialize in givin' me
going to crazy up the Choppa like I'm al Capone
If I was to disappear for life could I live in your head
Couldn't survive the shit that he had started now
the hopping of this rodeo
Pull me in so you can drink another Romeo
And in the morning they’ll be nothing left of Romeo
She don’t want nobody try to do a one
BE BY MY SIDE THE TWINKLING LIGHTS cRE GLOWING IN THESE STREETS TONIGHT DON'T CcRE WHERE WE'RE GOING WE CcN LIVE IT UP cLL NIGHT JUST NEED YOU TO HOLD
to play music for a sold out crowd
Bitches, money fame they say i had it all
6 foot 1 i walked around like i was
10 feet tall did you see me shine
Where
outselling you
By 29 I had three albums that had blew
Now let's talk about somethin' I don't really do
Go in someone's daughter's mouth stealin' food
But
I don't know none of these guys
The realest niggas in the city
These bitches there, they rolling with me
'Cause all the realest niggas they in
We goin' platinum, nigga
We goin' platinum
Yeah, you got the Live Squad in this motherfucker
We got my nigga Treach from Naughty by Nature in this
a month to show appreciation
All eyes on us, the cameras flash
In God We Trust, I don't love this cash
But you was definitely, by my side when my world
second the unemployment line
Is getting longer
Baby crying and mama she don't
Know what to do! I know it's tragic but in
The projects it's nothing new
I'm
together
And we'll be together
Always [2x]
You don't have to this alone
Cause I'm right here
I'm right here standing by you
You don't have to do this alone
please,
cause through us they live.
yeah, lord please keep your eyes on me,
and if i die, i pray my soul you keep,
and i don't want this world to kill me,
in the top ten slip in the top five
same thing in the top four trust im hot boy
maybe even the top three Trey you got me
now a day i peep they intrests
We'll live off the street fame!
God didn't send me in the right direction
I'm gettin hit by a diesel in the intersection
I know you're out there help
do do it
I'm the realest in it, but y'all don't show it
But in the back of y'all mind, y'all motherfucker's know it
I'm a poet with versatility,
Yeah, when it's all said in done, we gon' be on top
'Cause we don't stop, now
Lock it down, hit the spot and clown
Niggas relyin' on special
today
I can live in disarray
If a bill it will replace
They would make me start to splay
Empty hands bleed every day
I do not have any debt
I do not
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