Lyrics:
Chorus
And we'll all go together,
To pull wild mountain thyme,
All around the purple heather.
Will you go, lassie, go?
I will build my love a bower
By yon
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
[Master P talking]
G man, why don't you go on, pass the dank
Let's take a lil' break ya know whatb I'm sayin'
Before we finish this album up
pass drop my casket in the dark deep
Or maybe in a vat of acid topped by concrete
I should write bout pain said my psychiatrist
clicked in my pen stabbed
of moonlight
Over the purple moor
When the highwayman came riding
Riding, riding
The highwayman came riding
Up to the old inn door
He'd a French cocked
of moonlight over the purple moor
And the highwayman came riding
Riding, riding
The highwayman came riding up to the old inn-door
He'd a French cocked-hat
im purple rain live like a rockstar
Old school whips wit the top dropped
Smokin exclusive reefer chiefin keepin fat chops
Hit a hunnid on the dash
Blast Off
Hold up wait wait wait
Blast off
Take off
Blow it up
Yeah baby
Deep south boom bap by DJ Green
Let's go crazy
Blast off
Take off
Blow it
one drunk now I’m feelin’ my heart thump
Couple years in the hypersleep (oh)
I’m feelin’ fears when I roll deep (uh uh)
I’m turning gears, finna make
scratched the surface
Meditate, elevate
I'm smoking on that purple ape
Took a trip down deep inside just so my mind could levitate
Concentrate, I can't be
We've waited 450 years
Blood shed, rising fear
Below the water lays the tower
A deep purple, a wicked power
The castle lay dormant for years
Tall
of moonlight over the purple moor
And the highwayman came riding,
Riding, riding,
The highwayman came riding, up to the old inn-door.
He'd a French cocked
of moonlight
Over the purple moor
When the highwayman came riding
Riding, riding
The highwayman came riding
Up to the old inn door
He'd a French cocked
the deep south
If I start to fade I might need to hit the reroute
Get up out my face if you racing for some cheap clout
We don't, we don't, we don't green
oh, oh, oh
Ay, yeah, for the record
Still got a purple heart
Inside cold as ice, but still got a purple heart
Always been the one to stand out like fins
touched the white
Need my whip customized
Shawty come in clutch at night
Aye, clutch like Kyrie with the three
The three, the three
With them lips by Kylie
Hell Rell:
Hell Rell is in the muthafuckin' building
(Move over) Dipset bitch
Haha, okay, ride wit' me
Purple City, Harlem stand up
Oh the BX is
Getting lit in my zone
Rolling on chrome
Tell these bicthes leave me lone
You could tell just by my tone
That the southern tip my home
Deep south deep
the yae nigga day by day
Holla, if you real and you know you a G
Holla, deep in these streets when you pumpin' that D
Holla, in your hood screamin'
Well, I'm deep down
I saw you baby in the corner of my eye
You were looking oh so fine
You drove by me in a purple Cadillac
Heading for a friend
feelings in my purple cup
19 years old but I'm living 21
I don't wish death on myself but I don't wanna live long
Mama said life without a woman isn't fun
niggas
Who the fuck said we friends mayday!
Came in this mother fucker by myself
When I leave I'mma take some more niggas
Am allergic to them broke niggas
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