Lyrics:
dance, gotta dance baby, I gotta dance
I feel good to you, you try to hide it
And I can tell by the way you push up close to me
Your body temperature,
This is how monster's function
Leave me alone
I ain't fuckin' with nobody
Keep fuckin' with me you gon' turn me back to Boo Boo
Have me
This is how monster's function
Leave me alone,
I ain't fuckin' with nobody
Keep fuckin' with me you gon' turn me back to Boo Boo
Have me casin' out
side
And even when you knew i wasn’t ok
You told me i would be alright
Taking in the view from an airplane
You stuck by my side
Through these darker
Should’ve been playin ball but I love being a wordsmith
Young fresh prince but my mom's ain’t name me Will Smith (Nope)
Smith and Wesson, Brodie he
mothafuckin' mouth
Cock my Smith n Wesson back, to yo mothafuckin' mouth
Back on my shit aye
Pulled up with them sticks
Pop a couple till they got me really sick
candy
OT that's where you can catch Piccalo hollerin 4 LIFE
When I'm downtown I check out the shoe gallery
cause Danny always looked out for me
Eddie from
Online dating numbs my brain
The isolation does the same
I've found your cute face
In this endless maze
You lead me out
Day by day
Day by day
Day by day
Where is your God?
Where is your God?
As days go by, the night's on fire
Tell me, would you kill to save a life?
Tell me, would you kill to prove you
niggas couldn't get a tan from me
Cause I get in the ring for that Vince McMahon money
Soon as his un-tuck BAM
Talking about you touch grams
I'm coming
this human bitch gave the most intraterrestrial fellatio I have ever received
You know what we call that where I'm from?
No, what do you call it?
We call
weapon, no opposition steppin'
Please protect me, Lord, my life dangerous, I rep this section
No weapon, no weapon, no Glizzys or Smith & Westons
that would be left
See young niggas like me will break you off something
Claiming my city but, Dre, you ain't from Compton
Niggas like y'all is what I
that would be left
See young niggas like me will break you off something
Claiming my city but, Dre, you ain't from Compton
Niggas like y'all is what I
the lake
Real estate is an investment, house is in the A
Try to block me from my blessin', get shot in the face
With a .40 Smith & Wesson, I'm a fool with
, time is ticking by
Would you help me slow it down
We've been running
Round and round in circles
But you've got tired of spinning
Took a razor blade
too aggressive I neutered it
Alien like it was Super Six
Can't intervene 'cause I supercede
I know that you're not a friend to me
Yo!
Smith & Wesson
and outa nowhere, G.E. Smith comes over to save me.
You remember G.E. Smith?
He played for the Saturday Night Live Band and used to tour with Hall and Oates
don't care
(I don't care)
Everyone's so full of shit
Born and raised by hypocrites
Hearts recycled but never saved
From the cradles to the grave
As we transmit live here from the White House
At this landmark moment in time
Voters have turned up by the millions to decide who gets, um…
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and offering bribes
Got a new glock and its by Smith and Wesson
Don't fuck with me nigga you gon' learn a lesson
S-Snapshot like this is progressive
Don't fuck
So close to perfection
So close you can taste it
Load it up Smith and Weston
She wanna shoot it while she naked
So close to perfection
So close you
Tell me would you kill to save a life?
Tell me would you kill to prove you're right?
Crash, crash, burn, let it all burn
This hurricane's chasing us all
Like a hurricane (hurricane)
I confess you shook up all my deep emotions
So come on and hit me like a hurricane
Hurricane
Wanna get me alone
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