Lyrics:
Paparazzi
I'ma live my life Miami Vice, Farrah Fawcett
I'ma sip lean
You gon' tattle tale while I slide down Tidwell (uh)
I'ma shine blades like a chef,
Paparazzi
I'ma live my life Miami Vice, Farrah Fawcett
I'ma sip lean
You gon' tattle tale while I slide down Tidwell (uh)
I'ma shine blades like a chef,
through a lotta shit cause i juug
I just wanna vibe
I just wanna live my life
I just wanna feel alive
I just wanna get high
Watchin life pass by
Numbin all
They say that I'm spooky when I boogie in my hoodie
In my hoodie
In my beanie
WHOLE LOTTA GANG SHIT
WHOLE LOTTA GANG SHIT
BANG SHIT
(Yeah)
Under
a hero
Then I realized this rock has got a lotta people
Imma live a long time, fuck what you heard
I put my energy into each and every word
An instrument
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
It ain't nothing but a party here
From the early evening til the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way "welcome
and a whole lotta love
A lotta sushi and trips I smack my wife on her butt
All my favorite movies is the ones about thugs
She come up to me don’t ask no hoe
got me fighting For my life
My nigga don't believe the hype
Every Sickle Cell Souljah gotta a Whole lotta fight
Scars on our bodies from a whole Lotta
Aye, aye, aye, aye, uh
Aye, aye, aye, aye, uh aye, aye, aye, yeah
Uh, look
You wanna be good or you wanna be great?
I got a whole lotta shit on my
people fell in love
Right now at a picnic shelter down by Caney creek
You'll find potato salad, hot dogs and baked beans
The whole Wilson family's
on did's and who didn't's
I'll be on the stoop, splittin' bread with the pigeons
M. Dot riders make a whole lotta difference...
M. Dot riders make a whole
evening at six o'clock
Whole town walk around the square
No rival factions, no big attractions
The people will be the reason to be there
In the outlying
love it here
Too much on my mind
I can't even think
Been working on the low
Now I'm seeing clear
Been getting to the strips
It's a lotta dead huns
Yea
(echo)
I love a bitch like that, suck a whole lotta dick
Knows, get a nigger all juiced up when they bust into the bitches mouth
I'm a tell ya
If I
able to control this?
I know some fok' that live by the levee
That keep on telling me they heard the explosions
Same shit happened back in Hurricane
people fell in love
Right now at a picnic shelter down by Caney creek
You'll find potato salad, hot dogs and baked beans
The whole Wilson family's
(whatever I say)
Second verse, I'm locked in (uh-huh)
Whole squad on me, testin' (whole squad on me, testin')
Ten plus in mathematics (uh-huh)
Lotta
leave on the double
See us in the streets and its trouble
Roll a lotta weed got a whole lotta bundles
It's me and the whole Not Gang all up on a plane
a whole lotta money like I'm Mitch
I woke up this morning feeling well
I woke up to sales on a cell
cll these bitches be lying telling tales
Tell
night piece ring up the folks get hiphy my lads for the striking G G whole lotta thunder & lightning hammer on Thor no Viking i send'em flying what's that
Whole lotta life to live (You only live once)
Whole lotta life to live
Thumbing thru these hunnits in my bag
Seem like yesterday I was down bad
How
all the beef behind us and get past that
One whole decade passing by, it's another year
Exhibition was a vibe, and it's another year
Seventh grade, got
Yeah
Rip pop
Long live the woo
Hollon look
Whole lotta woo shit
Know you won't do shit like
Look
Woo
Rip pop speak on his name we bringing the smoke
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