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two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, then
Out two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight
Yeah, I know it's weird, but honestly it's going to work,
(Yea) (Yea)
Trynna make it by Tomorrow
Leave all I know along with my sorrow
There's two roads but one ima follow
Watch me take off like my mission was
push this pedal down
I am most profound when
I RUN YOU TO THE GROUND
I can make my own decisions,
cdult human female <3
cND NOW IM ON c MISSION
for all
Hella gone by 2 am
By 3 am I'm throwing up
Crack another once I'm done
And forget the fact I'm fucking up
Twisted mister at the venue underage
[Chorus]
If there is a final hour
Let's hope for a higher power
1 by 1 and 2 by 2
I have ammo what about you [x2]
[Verse 1]
Grandma told me the good
Janky stash box when the federales roll up
Basketball shorts with the Gonzales Park odor
We on the mission for bad bitches and trouble
I hope
like 1, 2, 3
Here comes the hop along kid Charlie B.
I'm constantly moving with my walkman kicking
My bunnions are crying beaving plicking
Please,
too
Yeah, which course we gonna use, lets try the Deep Forest
I heard that was fly
Three! Two! One! Let's go!
Foot to the pedal and the pedal
that you can't change the world by changing yourself
And understand that we're all just the same
So when I count to three let's change
[Chorus]
wishes
Road is rough I'm on a mission
Road is rough and I'm on a mission
Don't wear Canada Goose
Could buy two but I ain't in Mood
Don't wear Canada Goose
they ain't seein' me, this Jay-O Felony
And nobody can stand three of me
Caution keep MC's out of my reach, i'm on a mission
And be gettin' to your
not phone me again noo
I thought were suppose to be friends
One, here comes the two to the three to the four
Heard you four were chatting shit go on- go
a fuck what you be talkin, I'mma stay up with my mission
Yeah it's all bad if I catch you slipping
Yeah it's all bad, step with me you trippin'
Yeah it's
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ol’ Santa Clogs!
TOODLES (as Santa)
One for the money, two for the show
Three to get ready and off I go!
LOST BOYS
Ho-ho-ho!
TOODLES (as Santa)
Don’t
you're who they say you are.
PRIEST TWO
The man is in town right now to whip up some support.
PRIEST THREE
A rabble rousing mission that I
) Two (Three)
Shoes off at the door
When she walk all on my marble floor
I like I'm supposed to
Black dreads hangin' off my niggas, out the
No walk
mission now looks complete
1, 2, 3 - You can go and ring the bell, man
You're lookin' at a champ, so I'm gonna need a Hell Yeah
Hell yeah! (Hell yeah!)
Twenty-three a gram nigga, let's do the deal
Representin the Stock Family
I don't really care how big you get pussy, you can't handle me
Won't say I
I keep it real but I never admit it
Don't squeal if we go on a mission
Told my lawyer I'm pleading not guilty
He a murderer but not convicted
Call
a call
To stop on a rap that I lead, so I pause
I give you 5, 4, 3, 2, 1
If that ain't enough, sit down till we're done
Syndicate scorned, you act
that you can't change the world by changing yourself
And understand that we're all just the same
So when I count to three let's change
[Chorus]
(Yeah)
Two times for them bitches in the South Shore (Whoa)
Three times for them days on the block
Gettin' chased by the cops like a motherfuckin'
treading up, like we on a hike
Two, three, four
Counting it up, like I'm Dracula
Whole team winning, yeah we stacking up
Cutting scenes quick, yeah we
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