Lyrics:
Pass to the crew, and to the whole addy
We dippin' early got caught by the nanny
No time for thirsty we smokin' no grammy
On the hillside and I'm boofin'
sing about that, that’d be fine by me"
In the old days they’d call that a duet I think
Grabbed a bottle of Mineragua
And from my nightstand an orange
laugh again when they don't understand what I mean, bias
Everybody seen by us
Everybody wanna live a life like this
Man fuck that, do what's good for
dutches out turkey bags on the 'Gram
I'm goin' live leakin' shit off my album just for the fans, nah
I don't TikTok, so don't ask me to start a dance (You
how can sick can one nigga be
you think im off that PCP but its Chewy!
a lot of niggas never heard of me
i said beware of me
now they scared of me
All my gangstas hit the flo'
For some gangsta music
They don't really wanna test my gangsta
They don't really wanna test my gangsta
Nah, I don't
Piece by piece, this puzzle comes together
Sever your ties with the bad guys, let the lies go
If you wanna be a hoe, go 'head and don't be scared
of shit was never given to me
That shits a fallacy told by the enemy
Trying to get ahead of me
They dead to me, everybody dead to me
Everybody know that
Come on
We gon' see it through
More than just an album, this is DS2
Gotta be ready to go as soon as He said move
Rebuking any evil and them demons
crews stress, fully on a quest
To be recognised, put up on a level next to me
And the Wise unified our lives, we bless the beat
We yet to see competitors
the comments, it was heartwarmin' n' how much
You made the community, HOG loves you, but try to take it easy
Wouldn't mind gettin' 1 album per 2 years, just keep
high
Perc so fine
Flashy lights
Nasty uh!
Nasty grime
I'm in time
2 Fold, that's mine
You wanna talk
You cannot walk
I'm finna stomp
I am a god
I yonna
she's mine
2 Live Crew, put the pussy in my palm
She put on a nigga and make a grown man cry
Feeling bullshit, I dont pay you no mind
But whats your sign?
a souvenir
Heard they want smoke, what you overhear
You wanna live a good life, then come over here
You can chill with me and my bros
But the team back home
here
Li keem got popped couple times coming front the rear
They swerved up onna block with a choppa and they let it rip
Don't care how much time go by
It's just a freaky note, from me to you
At the bottom I signed it Playboy II
I'm a player, bitch, I thought you knew
Like every other nigger in my crew
I
damn she's amazing
That ass looks so good in those Levi's, oh baby
She throws what she's got
Her mom must be hot
She's thicc with two ccs
This bitch
with you
You whack and bootie pooh with
Rip up the crew left and right hear the one and the two
I'm read-to-set-it-off again
Wanna bet I can wreck
You see the whiskey
Had them girls feelin' frisky
You was with me, she said
"Who's your sensei?"
And even if they wanna get busy
And freaky like Missy
skeleton key
But don’t you to wanna be a inspiration to me?
In an instance a child's life was ended
By the hands of a four foot menace like Dennis
hundred into two
Bet a band my competition lose
Let me give you some fundamental proof
We a different kind of animal, I'm the jungle they the zoo
We live by
GS's, sendin' messages
Two and two makes four, Cristal's crazily pour
Gun wars, my crew feel 'em like swords
With the green leathers, hundred pound
GS's, sendin' messages
Two and two makes four, Cristal's crazily pour
Gun wars, my crew feel 'em like swords
With the green leathers, hundred pound
turn me on
I don't wanna be cool baby, as if I told ya what I want
They way you groove is so fly, and I won't front
If yout take off your clothes babe
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