Lyrics:
to the Roc)
This is the last call for alcohol for my niggas
(Mr. Rockefeller)
So get your ass up off the wall
So this A&R over at Roc-A-Fella, named Hip
camped out from the night before
Sleepin' outside the door, waitin' in line still
Tryna get inside the club to see D12 perform
The fire marshals know
camped out from the night before
Sleepin' outside the door, waitin' in line still
Tryna get inside the club to see D12 perform
The fire marshals know
POINTY BOOBS!
FREDDIE POINTS CAMERA AT CARLY AND SAM AND SAM WALKS OVER TO CARLY.
SAM: (LAUGHING) I KNOW. WHAT IS UP WITH THOSE?
CARLY: (STILL LAUGHING)
come
Get me out the desert, so
I just stay hot, and blaze what I got
Turn up the temperture burn up the tension
These wheels is perpendicular 24 inches
they call the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
there
In one night
When I wake up
My soul is so mature
All answers found
My body is renewed
With your love
Lost
I don't know how long
As long as love
spencer and get "denace the menace"
What this meant is I'll dent his head in
And set him up next to his dead friend, so yes man
I'm guessing that you can
was hair I wouldn't die for ya
Trying to pull five bucks from me is like trying to pull five molars
You'll get your eyes swoll up, I'm on my straight
whatever you
Wanna call it
Automatically thought that the tone
Of voice ScHoolboy Q
Has would just sound ridiculous over it i
Hit him up, he came at night
Know that you'll be over it if
I just opened up a bit
Wish that you had kissed me when you
Said that you had wanted to that
Night when we were talking
designer all over me
Counting my blessings I need my respect
Before the paparazzi is all over me
All of these biddies be kissing my neck
All of these biddies
lucky, my God! Flight of Icarus in those grubby dirty by now horribly sticky little fingers and
hands and grubby palms, and oh what else is grubby, I don't
I'm coming over)
Grab me by my dress
And slowly tear it at the scene
Throw me on the bed
And baby I'll try not to scream
I get so excited when you take
at the end, round by the corner
Close to the edge, just by a river
Seasons will pass you by
I get up, I get down
Now that it's all over and done
Now that
kiss every night is new
it`s more than just the roses and the walks on moonlit sand
I can tell by the way you hold me you understand
You`re the last
I could go through two-week
Things where I could just get fucked
Up and then explore that
And then be done with that when I got
Over it then make some
like you did before.
Said come on baby you think I'm so blind
I see what you're doing behind my back all the time
I get suspicious when you call me
thing if I was you
I won't lie to you, baby
Worst thing you could do is take the backseat
To the problems driving you crazy, aye
(You better get up
for this
I swear I get it off the love
Louisiana nigga you can tell
By my mothafuckin' grammar
I swear I got 3 hoes with
Me just like I'm Santa
These
through SC
Just walk on by, nigga, just walk on by
Before you fuck up my high
Before you fuck up my high
Before you fuck up my high
If you see me in
The Lord is my engineer
The Lord is the earth I ran on
The Lord is a face in the atmosphere
The path I slip and I slide
Crystal comet
Starlit night
this road before
So lonely and cold, it's like something takes over me
As soon as I go home and close the door
Kinda feels like déjà vu
I wanna get
running from the cops (cops)
Pray at night, in the day they sell rocks
Gotta make it out (make it out), before we get popped
It's ugly tryna make it off
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