Lyrics:
I want to tell you all the story 'bout
A Harper Valley widowed wife
Who had a teenage daughter
That attended Harper Valley Junior High
Well, her
I want to tell you all a story 'bout a Harper Valley widowed wife
Who had a teenage daughter who attended Harper Valley Junior High
Well her
and can't switch back
Make an album myself bro I did that
I never did slack
That's big facts
End them all
That's an impact
Or will I go to waste
Will I lose
fucking grown now i was a little-ass
Kid in 2009 i've figured shit out
– well not figured shit out that's
Ridiculous not in some pretentious way
Just
worries in a cloud of dust
Right there by the old fence post
Yeah, we're gonna drink a little beer, play a little music
And have a big time tonight
Wind in my hair, I was there
I remember it all too well
Photo album on the counter, your cheeks were turnin' red
You used to be a little kid with
me by the you-know-what's
Very funny, you don't say
The big enchilada
Stealing elections
Had to go down there
Trash collection
Got his
"Well, who is 'Biggie Smalls'?"
Notorious Biggie Smalls in full effect
Got my DJ Fifty Grand in the house
You know what I'm saying
I'ma nice long
stuck
In between both scenes, both paths, both lives
I’m sick of my life being one big dilemma
I’m so sick I might as well call them ill-emmas
I can’t
Well, he tossed me a dime as he pulled her in low
And said: "Have yourself a cup on old Big Joe
When Joe and his rig roared out in the night
In nothin'
and we'll be about it
Im bout my money head first
No shit you grindin' up
Ya top off lil nigga we gon see about ya
I gotta plug took a trip out of town
For
it)
Yeah, float 'round the town with a sack (woo, ha, ayy)
You snatchin' my chain, I bet you I get that shit back
Hey, I pull up and finger her cat
who's playin'
This new album produced by Swizz Beats, Pharrell, and Timbaland
Correction again, this album is executive produced by the Dragon, Pharrell
Watch out! If you don't like the sound
Fuck you! I'm just tryin' to put it down for my home town
Cars drive by with the boomin' system
I must be gettin'
gave me you number anyway you were on the talcum
Powder, how's about them oranges?
Moved away from home to school with big plans
By day, studied
had
'Cause it had been so long, my catalogue was like a ghost town
But now I'm dropping album after album, I can't slow down
My pockets gettin' fat
you 'cause you love my brother like you did
Just promise me you'll tell this story when you make it big
And if I die before your album drop I hope
drive em
Home theaters, can't Best Buy 'em
These niggas that I roll with
Don't let a single thing get by 'em
King pins and them drug lords
Chi-town
I'm going mad- call it road rage
No Games, No Games
The time to adapt to this new phase,
This new album gonna cause flames
Can't take the heat? Get out
the name of the
Song should be you know
The "Theraflu" song?
PW: yeah
KW: yeah, we’re about to give it a new name
PW: It’s getting that big – they’re
Going
I wanna tell you all the story 'bout
A Harper Valley widowed wife
Who had a teenage daughter
Who attended Harper Valley Junior High
Well, her
far that goes
Try that in small town
I promise you would know
Small towns carry big
And we protect our own
Protect your people at every cost, that's
three mics
y'all niggaz better stop playin' and get yo' game tight
Too Short, Eastsidaz, Big Tig, oh boy
Album number 13 nigga, y'all better stop chasin'
I want to tell you all the story
'Bout a Harper Valley widowed wife
Who had a teenage daughter
Who attended Harper Valley Junior High
Well, her
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