Lyrics:
it's all good, babe
Roll that backwood, babe, and play me close
(yeah) 'Cause girls like you
Run 'round with guys like me
'Til sundown when I come
Hollywood
Deixa ele passar, tu quer ser Bonny & Clyde
Vê se não confunde
Im popstar come go fly
In the plane gold
Like maroon five
SAy ok bye, bye
I don’t
at Heart
I'm a lion at heart
With a drive that makes me go
Where I'm head now I know
Revelations
I'm having revelations (Yeah I)
I'm having revelations
after market
Ima go Aston Martin
3.5 Zaza in a wood this ain't no THC glass cartridge
How my opps gone do a drive by when I seen they ass walking
No bite
on the bands, not Maroon 5
When I'm not around make a city girl celibate (Facts)
Talk like you know another real one (Cap)
Talk about the gang like you know us
If five plus five is five
Then you can give me my pill twice the time
Cause if five plus five is five
Then I guess I'm living my life in half-life
my children would come
Look around
Can't you see
The industry: they look like me
I don't wear the clothes you wear
I'm just different and I
diamonds in the light
And we're standing side by side
As your shadow crosses mine
What it takes to come alive
It's the way I'm feeling I just can't
didn't go
Great "I like dealing with people, but
I don't really like a lot of bullshit
So maybe customer service wasn't the best
Job for me" She was
Fired
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
back in June
Five but I count four, don't count no pops this ain't no black Maroons
Now I keep that fire ain't no strap just all the beats I ruin
I don't
and scary so I cannot go in quietly
It suffocates the man who only comes in with compliancy
I wanna find success can I still do it livin' righteously?
I'm
feel like n***** ain’t
Been f****** with the tunes but
Now we taking 5 like Maroon &
We all gon bloom like flowers in mid June
Still on my honeymoon
My
a Patek
I can tell, she wanna fuck me with her friend as well
Hangin' out the roof like, "Fuck 12" (fuck 12)
I got too much money, I can't go to jail (go
And the sets go up
And the sets go up
Hey homie, you don't wanna get familiar with us
Fuckin' over you would give me and my niggaz a rush
I'm sick of all you
now, wanna go high
Pull me now, we don't stop
I'm burnin'
I'm seein' my own aura
she's glowin' maroon
The border I'm aware now
I'm fallin' oh so deep
bam bam yea yea uh
Statik
Yo I represents Queens, I prop scenes up yea
Yea the cops set me up, tried to play Action
Good thing I’m like Peyton
With
[cover song of "I Got 5 On It" by Luniz]
[Intro]
Haha, re-re-remix, bitch!
(Throw me that fire!)
We creepin' in, too, baby!
(We got 5
a beer and newspaper
Coaching me on football tactics with a contented grin on his face
The fourth is cleaning out his work truck
Earning my first dollars
a pretty kitty pretty evil
L-i-v-e
Evil, Evil, Evil
You recharged my energy
With our Harmony
You fullfilled me
I was never tired of your company
You're
frightened
Cuz when the storm comes you don't to get hit with lightning
Five-oh-nine, man, we running from the five-oh
Eight-seven-six, boy, we running
out, I'm the C-A-S-A-N, the O-V-A
And the rest is F-L-Y
You see I go by the code of the doctor of the mix
And these reasons I'll tell you why
You
my children would come
Look around
Can't you see
The industry: they look like me
I don't wear the clothes you wear
I'm just different and I
not backstreet
Lately I been runnin' up a check like I'm an athlete
Maroon Five, she always give me sugar with no asking
Even when she be mad at me
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