Lyrics:
0:03 Houston I think we have a problem
0:05 You don't want to see them spend the Bin with them choppers
0:06 Brew slide around in the coupe with no
Stolen car
Touch me in
Powder brew
Megabucks
You're a star
Blu Tac dog
Stolen car
Cabinet
Painted blue
One more snack
Powder brew
Megabucks
You're
last request
A final call for bitches and brews
Enjoy yourself as you choose
Now plunder our booty and fondle our chests
Now the sea heed's your last
hits we be makin
If ur sippin on brew then u know what we gone do everybody’s feelin tipsy tell me if ur with me give me a bottle of that Dom Perignon
revenuers, too
Searchin' for the place where he made his brew
They were looking, tryin to book him,
But my pappy kept cookin'
Whshhhoooh... white
T-men, revenuers too
Searchin' for the place where he made his brew
They were lookin' tryin' to book 'im but my pappy kept on cookin'
Bwsh, white
dłoń na twą brew na twą skroń cząstką mnie
Choć wiem korzystam z sytuacji złej
Gdy resztką sił liść ostatnią dłonią trzyma się
Gdy ja by spadł chcę gdy
and poison
What do you brew?
Got to brew that potion carefully
Brew, brew, brew
And nothing drive people crazy like people drive people crazy…
Modulation
two
Then I got up and ate, drank a brew and caught a page from the crew
Sayin', "Where ya at? Later, meet us up at the Plat
Bring a sack, ayo, it's
two
Then I got up and ate, drank a brew and caught a page from the crew
Sayin', "Where ya at? Later, meet us up at the Plat
Bring a sack, ayo, it's
One brew, one brew, I said one brew at a time
Well I'm a two timer of women that'll three times a lady
Ms. Haiti say Sade and my Ms. Golper say
I think I'm OD'ing on drugs
Nigga I started a fight inside a club
Never switched on my brew I'm not a duck
I got a foreign car outside, sittin'
And confusion running wild
I hold treasures for you to find
Release of tension unknown
Mind works the fingers to the bone
B****es brew
How'd
too,
Searchin' for the place where he made his brew.
They were lookin', tryin' to book him,
But my pappy kept on cookin'
White Lightning
Well I
So, it really doesn't matter what I brew, what I brew
As long as I brew it with a flair
Though I've never cast a magic spell
I make the motions very
T-men, revenuers too
Searchin' for the place where he made his brew
They were lookin' tryin' to book 'im but my pappy kept on cookin'
Bwsh, white
where he made his brew
They were looking, tryin' to book him
But my pappy kept a-cookin', white lightnin'
Well, I asked my old pappy why he called his
want the bitch
Ho I’m a star, you ain't notice this?
Bras on the front of the sofa-sis
East direction like compass is
Hennessy shots or crack a brew
morning
'Cause hey! We're the brews
Sporting anti-swastika tattoos
Oi oi, we're the boys
Orthodox hassidic O.G. Ois
Orthopedic doctor martens good
up singing Little Blue
Little Blue, how do you do
Your smile looks like heaven
But your eyes hold a storm about to brew
Little Blue
How can
a brew
How it happened dude, just me and you
I use to drink brew after you
You had your daughter first, my baby son was born right after you
Now we making
Well you know I gotta say I met a lot of friends this way,
when the sun goes down
Just hanging with the crew knocking back a brew or two
A brew
go down like ooh
Boutta go wild like zoo
And we going hard, bamboo
And we going loud, achoo
Aye going insane
Whip up a potion, the brew you cannot
Young niggas blazin out the brew
(Yeah) racks up stand up like you
(Yeah) racks up high as you
(Yeah) racks stand taller than you
(Yeah)
Young niggas
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