Lyrics:
money money money
I blazed and played John Madden when I got up
(Mar-a-ju-on na is everywhere
Where was you brought up?)
You know it's Groves cause
need a John Wick to put winter to sleep
Fuck February, snow is six feet deep
I need a John Wick to put winter to sleep
You know man, it's one of those
to do
I want to talk to you
Hey, don't want to talk to you
What you mean by that boy
I don't want to talk to you
I recognize you as being
to do
I want to talk to you
Hey, don't want to talk to you
What you mean by that boy
I don't want to talk to you
I recognize you as being
in my own hand
Divided by the fate times the pleasure plus the pain
Minus the love and hate, nothing to gain!
I just want to live it out, figure it
you?
Stay out of folks business if
It don't involve you when you on the grind
Be careful who you talk to
I've been grinding so long that
I think my balls
grams in the fuckin' spliff
Call it what you want I'm a zombie bitch I'm off this shit
Yo prada never gonna pile up
If you can't follow this game,
of the town talk dissapprovingly
Don't want to take you in, that's not up to me
But I said sheriff
Don't be cruel
It could happen to you now
But
shanks for a name
Or busy robbin' drugs, with a dipper
Or you could call me Scofield
Why? cause I got prison in my skin
But I won't ever have a prison
notin be funny
Not you bro not your homie
U be John or u be dummy
Biting my back that be corny
I still got your bitches on me
Won supporti wony3 famo
You never hear that we buckle
Beef? we chuckle
Scuffle over a game of pinochle
Anything up on my money, man, I gotta see double
Unless you want
It ain't for everybody
Welcome to Hollywood, baby
Take my picture
You comin' with?
Let's not even talk about it
Let's do it
Let's go
I see
It's
2012
2012
2012
2012
2012
2012
2012
2012
2-0-1-2
Fall behind time you don't want to
This is the beginning and the fall of man
Later on, you
(Na-na-na-na-na-na-na) oh
(Na-na-na-na-na-na-na) I want you to move your waist to the whistle
Come on, girl (na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
It ain't too many things that
(Na-na-na-na-na-na-na) oh
(Na-na-na-na-na-na-na) I want you to move your waist to the whistle
Come on, girl (na-na-na-na-na-na-na)
It ain't too many things that
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
Yo, yo, this Ma$e, you know what I'm sayin'?
You got niggas that don't like me for whatever reason
You got niggas that don't wanna see me rich
You
important to me
What do you need?
Burr, you're a better lawyer than me
Okay?
I know I talk too much, I'm abrasive
You're incredible in court
You
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
One and two and a three and four
Come on let me know if you want some more
You know what I like, now get it right
Boy talk that talk to me all night
law, undenied
And most of all I dreamed I forgot the day John Kennedy died
I dreamed that I could do the job that others hadn't done
I dreamed that
I told her to drive over after dude crib
Bring a couple new friends
Them last girls was too thick
How you expect me to hit?
You wanna watch Clueless
Ain't no love in Oakland, bitch
Niggas always talkin bout 'I love you'
But ain't no love, bitch
Now it's a shame, I can't be saved by John
met a love so good, baby
It's that John's Gospel kinda love
I'm brutally in love with you, babe
You're constantly stay on my mind
Always want you by my
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