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Some random guy is in there going over to pick up a book on the shelf
And I'm going home mindin' my business
I blow the dust off of my laptop
the chat room, my conversation is goin' down
Where you from? Where you at? Lil' momma sho' talkin' nice
I tell her meet me at U of H right by the towers
Me and my buddy got us a wild hair
And figured we wanted to go somewhere
So we loaded up in my ragtop Chevrolet
We had a little bit of money
pretty cherry livin', buddy
Back in '67
When Connie worked the New Highway Cafe
Well, me and Conniе, we was goin' strong then
Livin', lovin', laughin'
on the sand
Yeah, I'm sittin' pretty in Suntan City,
With a cold one in my hand
I gotta buddy who blew all his money,
And he had to stay his broke-ass home
That's what we need
Rolling up
Yea that's my specialty
Don't Give a fuck
I'll Smoke untill I'm mother fucking special needs
I ain't goin home just for you
Balang-balang-balang to mandem rock 'cause I love thee
If you live by the sword you guh fi die by the gun
'Cause all guys tell lies if all girls commit sins
I was
Balang-balang-balang to mandem rock 'cause I love thee
If you live by the sword you guh fi die by the gun
'Cause all guys tell lies if all girls commit sins
I was
So I'm walking down the street
minding my own business
when this guy starts with me
he's sucking his lips goin:
hey, baby, hey, yo yo yo, baby baby
there's a vendor in the park
Taps the day away and heads home by dark
Said he played the skins in a motown band
At the newport jazz shook buddy's hand
one-on-one.
Buddy's guys cover it down to the bone,
That's why they call us the 46 zone.
Come on everybody let's scream and yell,
We're goin' to do
All my brodies going ten toes down
It’s bloooom
Do you wanna ride?
I don't think dem other guys get the memo now
It's true
I don't fantasize all I do
to first base
I didn't even catch her name
Cause when the home team scored
She winked at me
Which means I'm still in the game
A buddy of mine was standin'
to the ceilin'
'Lil buddy from the six, real trench, home of the villains
You know OneK, I don't play 'bout them boys
Its either them or us, so we ridin' with toys
day, yeah, I swear that boy be dead by the mornin' (blah, blah, blah, blah)
We don't give a fuck, got extra bullets, we'll let your buddy come join you
[BRIAN]
There's a girl passing by
[NICKY]
No, I think it's a guy
[ALL BUT PRINCETON]
And a homeless man who only wants
to buy something to eat!
I only got five motherfuckers saved in my phone
Everybody else blocked
I'm goin' through five court cases, goddamn go home
I win, this ain't gon'
motherfuckers come to my kingdom
Yeah, bitch, your time is done We're goin' to, we're goin' right home
Well, why do I got to claim myself? All y'all fuckers are
Changes
I don't want them changes
I don't want them changes
I don't want them changes
I don't want them changes
Always changin' faces
I'm goin
beat, or break
And you know it when you see your clone
And right now that's all I see goin on, holla at me
Game time, all I think about is bringing home
know the name"
"Tell us, and you could be home today"
At 7pm, I said "no" to Jakes
If that was you, you'd be home by eight
If that was you, you would'a
Screw type shit
Just a sad ho runnin' through the crew type shit
I got a bad bitch at home, voodoo type shit
Take down Meg Thee Stallion's by the group
play
Right on, right on in the club with my white on
Shawty got something tight on
And if that's your bitch then you might have to fight homes
yeah I hope heaven's like home
I Hope every stop sign got buckshot goin' right through it
I hope time goes by like it does in this town, barely
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