Lyrics:
counting up currency and move when it rain, pour
From every bitch that we bless, we hit up, automatic love
The Cuban Link niggaz is the realest
My wallet
to cemeteries
With the bag bodies, the good live lives that money hungry
We use the mics to kill dummies
[CHORUS] repeat twice
[Snazz-D]
Black like Tom
averaged two points
"Love Don't Live Here" droppin' soon, that's my new joint (woah)
And if I ever run into a Karen
I'm cursin' that bitch out everybody
Gangstar vibes this a beast mode
I surived though the straets cold
And i live by the streat code
I believe in my visions
All my fealings muted tell a bitch
Gangstar vibes this a beast mode
I surived though the straets cold
And i live by the streat code
I believe in my visions
All my fealings muted tell a bitch
Gangstar vibes this a beast mode
I surived though the straets cold
And i live by the streat code
I believe in my visions
All my fealings muted tell a bitch
me Sonic
Illegal by twelve, but I can still cop it
Came from the back, thought I had no options
Hop in a coupe, now your girl's poppin'
Breaking
with my third eye
Like the blue in the sky
If God is a DJ, life is a dance floor
Love is the rhythm, you are the music
If God is a DJ, life is
with my third eye
Like the blue in the sky
If God is a D.J, life is a dance floor
love is the rhythm,you are the music
If God is a D.J, life is
with my third eye
Like the blue in the sky
If God is a DJ, life is a dance floor
Love is the rhythm,you are the music
If God is a DJ, life is
was funny.
But who's the dummy
now you done lost the hustler
my down-ass brother gonna be replaced by a bustler
and though I got love for you
I know I
I'm a sell to anybody in your damn family
Uncle Tom, your Aunt Tammy, your Grandmammy
Your right hand man, Randy, understand me
In Antlanta, I got
shackles within get loosened up like years of love when I'm spitting Damn
Shift and dance can't stand still won't forever pretend
Yea, keep fall safe sisters
and move when it rain, pour
From every bitch that we bless, we hit up, automatic love
The Cuban link niggaz is the realest
Let my wallet walk, speak
Written by Rickie's father, Richard Jones, as a lullaby for her
Live at the Wiltern Theatre (1992)
Don't feel bad
Because the sun went down
The night
crew love (crew love) fuck ya life till you die
as long as nems and I on the block you cant walk by
blow it in the air sky high (sky high)
these rappers
I know I'd rather drag myself across the dance floor
I feel like dancing on my own
Where no one knows me, and where I
Can cause offence just by
Is it too much to ask
I just wanna be loved by you
I just wanna understand you
Franck jones got lost in time
He wish he could live in 1969
If he could
platinum sounds
Can I get some love and a little respect?
Can I rock your world without giving you sex?
And can I live in peace? Man I paid my dues
my life for you
I got a love jones for your
Body and your skin tone
Five minutes alone I'm already on the bone
Plus I love the fact you got
A mind
Awakened by who?
Well, it could have been from "Q"
Could have been from Jones
Could have been the web's deep dark
Danger zones
In a stupor
Distracted by
our doors and we heard of them no more
When I saw Willie downtown the other day
Said y'all stop right by now we could all sit down and eat by
Sure love
HEARTBREAKREDD)
(Verse 1)
Yea mon Davi Jones Heartbreak X (you know what I mean)
Gunmon ting (you know what I’m sayin)
Gunmon ting this
a few simple words like I love you, I need you
Live and you die in the blink of an eye
Still I can't make you dance
Dance to the noise
Lucy can't
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