Lyrics:
vibes with you
Never let a good time pass us by, ah
You know I really know you, girl why you actin' shy?
Don't I always show up girl? Yeah, yeah (skrr)
bear, and a ball of hair
And you're all aware I don't got it all upstairs
Guess that's why I'm an addict and it's so small up there
Peace to Whitney,
to your DVD
You might've caught me on TMZ
Cameo tryna sue a nigga (fuck 'em)
'Cause I party hard like it's three of me
America's still abusing us
And 9/11
For Meek he watched their DVDs
Religiously and emulated them
You can find videos online of
Meek's early teenage years
When he would battle rap
like say a, Busta Rhymes
But the real shit you get when you bust down my lines
Add that to the fact I went plat' a bunch of times
Times that by my
bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is
bitches (let's go)
I know you with your folks, but that nigga is broke
You might as well open your legs up and let a nigga poke
I'm a show you what it is
by the stock
She ball until she fall, that means she shop until she drop
And Versace, got a lot, but she may never wear it
But she save it so our
and when you're ready we're gonna ball nigga
Like Kobe Bryant, Meta Peace and Gasol nigga
But i know just what I saw nigga
It was envious, you looked
to wear Jordan and oversize T shirt
I lay up I dunk and try to be a shooter
I made the court's temperature starting heater
And then my coach said Jay you
Pocket full of money yeah you know a nigga hood rich
Hoodstar, been there, counted all that
Tell that boy official by the way he wear his ball cap
to the theatre set to ill
Buggin' , cold havin' a ball
And somethin' 'bout Elm Street was the movie we saw
The way it started was decent
You know, nothin' real
and then I wrecked and then I copped another one
Smoked forty-one, this your last batch and I got more to come
Gettin' them bales up by the metric ton, hit
Like a jacuzzi
I ain't chose this life man it chose me
You say that you real need to show me
Feeling groovy I might sip the 40 OE
Sip the 40 OE
Sorry I
of snowploughs as they churn along the motorways.
I haven't had no boots to wear or any loot to spare for days and days.
I've traveled more than forty miles
that boy like DVD
He say he gone what?
We gone smoke that boy like CBD
Stick it in her gut
She say why you doing this too me?
I just told her hush bitch
insides me, I manifest this
I will respect myself and wear serenity as my necklace
I will replace what I take and have tranquility as my breakfast
Shed
paint my coupe white just to match with my toes, yeah
I can't wear the shit you bitches wear because it's cheap to me
It's some money at my table,
JAY-Z:
No more reasonable doubt I'm provin to be da illest MC somthing wrong wit ya
Motor skills cause y'all ain't movin me I'm who you see musically
biddi-by-by
And then you know that KRS don't carrrre
You always call a freak, by the garment they wear
Instead of call it clothes they always callin it gear
Big
Fuck the press, I wear a bulletproof vest
And the world hate the P cause I made it out the mess
So, I'm 'a ball 'til I fall nigga
TRU won't
a bunch of gold balls, but we ain't the Lakers
Hey bitches, stay lickin' my necklace
And I ain't even put the dumb bitch in the guest list
That's what you
we see should look like you and me
Then before the night goes by
Ask why, why, why, why, why, why
Things are not what they appear
And the finest
a bunch of gold balls, but we ain't the Lakers
Hey bitches, stay lickin' my necklace
And I ain't even put the dumb bitch in the guest list
That's what you
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