Lyrics:
like a raccoon in the backyard eating shit from last nights dinner (Yuh)
I'm running like morty, we playing like tony
I got the secret sauce so why don't
the truth)
Big facts, big facts (big facts, big facts)
Big facts, big facts (real big facts)
Why they mad, 'cause I'm on fire and they ain't lit yet (what's
hard on the reg
While you check for CDs
I'm sellin' books instead
I travel the country by car, by foot and leg
What's worse than being behind is being
you how to rap
Den Show it off
And break you off
Is what I enjoy
Why u actin tough
Can't compare to us
I heard yo rap
It ain't enough
That shittt whack
of those guys
Interesting concept, yes it is but I can answer that by telling you that (Yo)
Those lovely moments
I play Daphnis and Chloe (Yo my boy we
(Ayy)
Ayy, I want to know how many of y'all peeped
That in my verse, I mentioned every song on my album
From track one to twenty, you know what i'm saying
the album I dropped for the street and I re-tarred it
Crack up on it like a phone screen All the bills blue if it's green, block it
I don't need a 10 in these
traficante,
Llevo rato en esto ma’ jugando hacer cantante,
Y vamo' a darle al party hasta donde la noche aguante,
Y sube...
La temperatura que yo te quiero
Intro: DJ KaySlay]
Aiyyo it's DJ KaySlay the Drama King
And for those of y'all that don't know
I'm workin with a new artist, he goes by the name
Al Green melodies for times that we need hope
Eb & Ivory mags and wine bottles on the table
Broken down caddies parked on the side, 'til they repo
dream (Oooooh)
Never stopping once no brakes that's in between
These hard times
These hard times Ooooh I
Yeah oh why, why oh why oh why oh why
Lord,
to the Michael's
I go psycho balance everything like a tightrope
Unaware a nigga got a hype flow
Y'all just talk on your iPhone I do fashion walk by the eiffel
I put
humans, and now let me be human and say,
F*** Al Sharpton and anyone like him
F*** if you understand me
I love being misunderstood
Ha ha why?,
Cause I
humans, and now let me be human and say,
F*** Al Sharpton and anyone like him
F*** if you understand me
I love being misunderstood
Ha ha why?,
Cause I
to change
And ain't it funny how people change like Easter Sunday
You know church fit then outfit,
Bright pink and green chest look house lit
Bright pinky
que tu matas sin un drive-by
Número uno, a ese culo le pongo like, like
Te ví de lejos que tu estás buscando ride
Te ví de lejos que no te tirás atrás
Y
más twerking en el ring
Cada vez más gozas, cada vez más sabroso este swing
Cada vez más roscas a las que yo no pertenecí
Cada vez más once pm albúm by
Whips so clean they be posted at the green light
Aye this one too authentic, this little groove i finished
We make them moves y'all mimic, but keep them
[thug] I told you this fuckin guy man
Yo man, yo be, this is my fuckin block, get the fuck off
[Keith] Shut the fuck up
You never had a fuckin green
though I've been underrated
By people that hated
Been feeling deflated
But this my first album so I'm screaming Fuck it my nigga I made it
Yeah
From
the spare door
The cops are here why you scared yeah what you scared for
The cops are here get your body off the dance floor ah
I'ma get by
Hit 'em with
a Cheeto
Make a bad move and your soul is getting repossessed
Going for the green like ceelo
Giving cold shoulders cause nobody brought a brief coat
Yes,
stages if we ever hit your spot
Lining up these rappers way I'm buying up my stock
Rapping 'till I'm swerving with the 4 by 3
Young man's Twitter start
long before you wake up hope you see that sign im sure by that time ill be gone
To the other side they wonder why we get high we been hurting for way
Discuss these by y album al green Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In