Lyrics:
frontin I hope on the case
Wild one maybe but I'ma protect my baby
Test me fool and by the end you gon' think I'm crazy
That's how I do for my dogg
What's popping
I'm in the cut like a doctor
I hit the bank for deposits
You be in debt call ya momma
My spirit animal a Chupacabra
Mythical legend
took a dose
For to cure her ill, she bought some pills
And bought them by the gross
And she wore a belt whenever she felt
The pain in her diddly push
he see the thunder roll
Roll with niggas, who buy fifths by the fo'
And brew's by the case
SLAP YOU in the face with the bass, Dr. Dre laced
Likwit
exceptions
Marked like a bounty by haters soft as bounty
Calmly entered counties in scenes like Robert Downey *Junior*
Layers surround me, strapped
I got a case of bad love
From a bad man
I need you to set me free
If you can
Well I'm a love doctor baby
Ain't no heartache I cant cure
I
clones was born
Yo I know that's corny, no, speaking of corn
Aye yo, fellas wait
Yo Em you three should go celebrate
And what better place to take you
words, by very, very peaceful methods to bring
peace, you know instead of peace through violence,
that's what we're trying to do and if we succeed in
that,
as I get deeper you shoot for the one in the deuce
Drop the top of the block, poppin the glide, I pursue
It's just another g fillin yo bad ass up
But the queen confronted by none
It ain't my fault Dr drew fucked up yo face
90210 ain't fo' us, pick up yo face
Fix yo face fo' I catch a case
roll
The doctor
Robert Garnham
And the theme music would play
The school careers officer asked me
What I'd like to do
But I couldn't say Neil Tennant
Aftermath, gettin' money
West Coast get ya ass up
You know what this is
Crusin' down the street
Watchin' biatches roll by pimpin'
You, that's all I
on me the wrong way
If you think it ain't the truth
All I ever wanted was a bad bitch and alotta loot pistol by my side
In case I got to shoot all I
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
in cages
Taken by shell casings
Don't know why the world's this way
The remedy is to pray
Pray for me
Life shaded with bad habits
This ain't no
need more
So i need to phone my dealer, are you home my brother because I need to see you by four
Cause I need to top up, I need to reload but can u drop
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
like life is gravy even though it's oh so rough
My doctor diagnosed me and he said now here's the deal
You're coming down with a bad case
this weight myself
You tell me I look bad
Hey what do you mean by that
Cause I'm addicted and I can't help myself
My wing and a prayer nose dives
Ooo, you say you're feelin' bad 'cause
The least thing makes you cry
Sounds like a real bad case
Of a girl who needs a guy
I think I know
! Give me the news
She caught herself a cause of the wilds by loving you
She caught a bad case of the wilds and she flat lines
already know
You already know
Heaven should've never let you go
It was a mistake
My nigga down bad
On the road with another case
And I keep that K
And I
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
the dooch powder
Summer's Eve, I drop degrees chill
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly till you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices,
.jpg/229px-Robert-Palmer-Sunset-Strip-(edit).jpg "Robert Palmer")
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