Lyrics:
Glasses Malone like Post rivercat I phone call shots in da dark like meat rivercat I believe i can fly by night rivercat I candy land of da lost rivercat I
Fire spreading everywhere
Never had the chance to grow
Someone save me (somebody save me, somebody save me)
Someone save me (somebody save me,
a secret, no snitch
Keep it P, no bitch
Currency is a necessity, all that I need
I love my weed, l love famiy, what else I need?
Water my seeds til they
wanted to serve me cake, her ass went to waste she don't know my age
Brother man brother man free all my bros locked up by the government
R.i.p Kobe
brother, and I love you
But don't ever take sides with anyone
Forever P-A-I-D
I be with the same niggas, it ain't hard to find me
Add It Up, stay with it,
I love it)
(Neem's rollin' a J right now)
(Yo, whaddup)
We got the O-line, Hoe-line, then we got the Breau-line
Rollin' up the blunt, you know
great love
Ago kill myself yiee ee ahhh
If I hear sey somebody dey ahhh
That day I swear i no fit to stay ahh
Please just tell me sey you be mine
I want
But j'lui say;
Us: me, the philosopher and aesthetic love
a
- Do faç 'of FCSS' Se Pass of pez '
It is angry and there is cow
Under the posterior,
it was Black & Mild
Stylin' when the tip was wood
Went to the a V & J live in Brooklyn feelin' good
Work was only kinda play lazin' 'bout
cups
Came to turn up a bad bitch? Hold up yo ice n' cups, ice n' cups
Every single o-p-p better lay low cause we clickin' up
Uh oh somebody don' dropped
you enjoy your comfy office job
J.K., Rowling.. On the Floor Laughing
I like life, but I love my wife
I want to put her face on a longboard
So we both
get like me [X2]
Er-er'body love me, boss so fly
Niggas throw dey deuces er'time I ride by [X2]
C'mon, me tell me what it do, I do it for the A'
cutting hairs
With that boy J-o-e, yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no ho
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
I'ma come through
cutting hairs
With that boy J-o-e, yeah that nigga Joe
I done came through, Big Moe never been no ho
I'm up on this tape, never gonna hate
I'ma come through
Uno me affi do me ting me a Yaadman chargie
I've gotta make a milli bag by I'm 21 (for real)
Mama looking in her bag like Where's her money gone
Donc on t'attrape en express
Et on t'apprend à t'exprime
C'est UNT¡TLED c'est M c'est P
Et rien que j'suis perdu dans le
And now I'm lost and Imma
Je
They can use they dick for a pencil
I'm known for snatchin' purses
And bombin' churches
I get more pussy by accident than
Most niggas get on purpose
I
I used to be in love with this bitch named E&J
Don't fuck with her no more now I fuck with Tanqueray
Tanqueray introduced me to her first cousin Gold
MoXs on the Howard J G
[Master P]
And y'all other niggas that's still livin
That want to be a hero but can't be givin
Yo life up for these
Got my hat tilted on a bitch I think I'm T-I
Blazed in a daze you can see it in my E-Y
E's cuz be high
You ain't know it's b-Y
C bitch it's B.I
Z
go on about my day
Yea that sounds right
I make them feel alright
Tell them what it is
And by the end of the night
They out the way
I'm rollin up a J
real ass nigga from the east bay
?w-e-l-l-t-e-p-are-o-o-f?
For the niggas who kid yourself by losin' your fuckin' death
Bloaw! bloaw!
Cap, we do it
a j-jack of all trays
Then you pimp, that's a hustler in many ways
Acting bad in the traffic, the hustler with the package
Serving that cha-cha, that
I guess I'm on my... on my Don shit
Somebody gotta do it
Look, no more interviews
I'm not talking about this on a song, feature or interlude
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