Lyrics:
Chased you down to a rust-belt town
Lost my fight when I hit the ground
I'm down, let's run
Instead of weathering in this southern sun
Going to Rome
it's gon' be a man down
Glizzy spank him, belt to ass, caught him with his pants down
Know some Grimey niggas slime you out soon as they get a chance
40
ball with Morgan
Captain stop the cappin now
How you make it out
With your seat belt fastened down
How you switching sounds
Making money let it trickle
turning down
Circle tight as belts I gotta watch who I'm around
My homies lift me up but all your potnas let you down
That's the type sucka shit that I
around I was really by myself
You just be leeching you bad for the health
My heart is frozen yea I gotta melt
This is a long ride so just wear ya seat belt
from your hand
Batten down the hotel
Runnin round hell now
Rock and roll ban
Runnin helter skelter
Kockem down and belt you
Show me who is the boss
with no seat belt on riding down the wrong way down a one way road when it come down to these hoes I then hit all sorts of hoes the dumbest hoes,
Bounce bounce bounce
That's what I'm talking about niggas, yeah
If you pushing down the Belt Parkway
The Grand Central, the Long Island Expressway
almost lost my soul
In this
In this journey I do not need no seat belt
Swerving down my own lane
I might go insane If I never see wealth
But honestly I
knew just to survive
And when the belt came down on me
I simply took it
Running scared with an anger
I could never put my finger on
And all the while
let it rock
Let it roll
Let the Bible belt come down
And save my soul
Hold on to sixteen as long as you can
Changes come around real soon
Make us
let it rock
Let it roll
Let the Bible belt come down
And save my soul
Hold on to sixteen as long as you can
Changes come around real soon
Make us
I be in the field no touch down
Sippen on this drank I ain’t even put the blunt down
Bb simon belt thotiana that’s a bust down
Shorty used to diss
pounds
Four pockets full, got my pants falling down
Bought a designer belt, now they stay off the ground
Been on my grind so I been off the gram
It can
on the feet
BB Simon on the belt
Hold me down and by me peace (piece)
But if I need ya please don't jam up
You know I got it on like Curtis Snow was with that
can fuck around and get that chin bank'd
Grew lining, Crip walk the whole mile
Do belts, still my pants down, Chuck Taylors, Cortez's, Hush Puppies
can f*** around and get that chin bank'd
Grew lining, Crip walk the whole mile
Do belts, still my pants down, Chuck Taylors, Cortez's, Hush Puppies
are falling down
A belt to hold
Columbus too, perimeters of nails
Perceived the Mama's golden touch
Good neighbors were we all
Blue jeans
Gold teeth
Air Force 1s on my feet
Red belt
Chain down
All the way to my knees
Tommy shirt
Chain smirk
Long sleeve underneath
Hair dyed
Unloose my belt, let down my hair,
Come take if you still dare
Your love is all I want to swear
You'll have my heart if you will swear
You'll have my heart
(ayy, yuh, yuh)
My chick gon' to seduce your damn girl (ayy, yuh)
We tag-teaming like we wrestling for the belt
(Lay down your soul)
All these punk
don't play that shit, I beat a bitch down with a belt buckle
The first thing you want to do is go down on a botch, and eat her crabby
Knowin' that there
I'm going faster in the easy lane
So close to breaking to beyond
Hugging the shoulder and the
Dotted line
The belt can barely hold my heart down
Orion the Hunter loosened his belt
And sat down with the Maître d'
Said I'm a cosmological tourist trap
On Heaven's radar screen
This ain't how I
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