Lyrics:
open up accounts for 'em, we bounce tourin'
Major cities, arenas, headline with big time singers
Cop Ferrari's with navigational screens
Guide us
somebody's God fix this?
Can't any body's God fix this?
What kind of God would stand by?
What kind of Spirit or Lord on high
What kind of God? What kind
{dick} is
Thick as a brick, raw with big {balls} that bend it
Now let's get, physical, my jiggable pie
Let this lyrical guy scuba dive right between
And you ain't comin home, any time soon
(Still I'mma keep it real and write you, y'knahmsayin)
All my life been runnin from the fuzz (cops)
Fresh meat!
I'll give you a boost
I'm your ride or die
Any day or night
Kiss me under light
Take you by surprise
Love your big brown eyes
Love to squeeze your
ready for that (Statik)
Detroit vs. Everybody
Uh, I took a bite out the rotten apple by the poison tree
All these females need to email to make noise
a fiction, there is only now!
Check it!
It was the kind of love Most people only find it once
Divinely touched by angels; There was no time for lust
there is only now
Check it
It was the kind of love most people only find it once
Divinely touched by angels, there was no time for lust
Plus
I'm a star already
I could pick em out any kind I get it
Gotta switch em out any time I hit it
I know I know I know
I'm a star already
New whip neck
bigger than the winter
If you half ass delivering I'mma eat your dinner
Better than mine, oh no, not me, I mean other guys
I jump around so do that mean
Let me tell you about a girl I know
She had a drink about an hour ago
Sitting in a corner by herself in a bar in downtown hell
She heard a noise
Let me tell you about a girl I know
She had a drink about an hour ago
Sitting in a corner by herself in a bar in downtown hell
She heard a noise
damn good
No damn good
Check it out
Now there's this girl named Monique
The type of female that you consider a freak
A big-time player playin like
White
You messin with city kings with glissy rings
That's gonna show you good time pretty thing
Cause you was spotted, in the club lookin exotic
by
i'm any other guy
Know i had to ask her why
Cause we're running late ain't no deny
Still pretty in the face but I can see the frustration
I Promise I
I ain't worried
Every person I killed is dead and buried
I got 20 racks in the back of my rari
I just don't have time for any of that shit
Hold up,
It’s like lyrically Big and Pac
Man if they friendship was cool
Motherfucking jams we making until
The skies turn blue
My view is by Badu sitting
Forewarned why'all
Is it any wonder
What kind of ground you goin' under
A September ender
To march madness remember?
You never heard a murder
Take for
race
First chase, throw yo' people and yo' kind
Second lesson, smoke that herb and clear yo' mind
It's about time, second base wisdom rhyme
Sitting
Forewarned y'all
Is it any wonder
What kind of ground you goin' under
A September ender
To march madness remember?
You never heard a murder
Take for
First base, god living like a worst race
First chase, throw yo' people and yo' kind
Second lesson, smoke that herb and clear yo' mind
It's about time
He smiled and said, sometimes at night I walk out by the river
The city's one big town, the water turns it upside down
People found this city
office, baby
I want to give you the job
A chance of overtime
Say, my place at nine?
She'd never stand for any lies
She's got an Out Tray full of guys
open up accounts for 'em, we bounce tour in
Major cities, arenas, headline with big time singers
Cop Ferraris with navigational screens
Guide us
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