Lyrics:
thugs up in the back
Throw some hunnids in the air
And these hoes don't know how to act
It's some shooters and this bitch
And if you tryna hit the block
through the yella' corn
A' Blue come a' runnin' when I blow my horn
Singin' "here, ol' Blue, you're a good dog, you!"
"What if this song were to be
Never influenced by movements of what the cultures doing
If it ain't congruent wit my dreams I can't get into it
Only time they down with you is if they
yeah you know I'm coming from the west
Guardian soul, grew up on rock 'n roll
cble to live fast, by how I take it all in slow
Yeah you know I'm coming
come through nigga down to bring the pain
If these hoes down to jack, I want you to know
We comin down bald fades, not afros.
(Kici)
Now we chillin,
Tell your flowers you will phone
Let your dog walk alone, come back to me
Let your tub overflow
If a date waits below
Let him wait for godot
By
a trap, to look at him or her
And think what would occur
If we had this or that (It's a trap)
It's a trap, no matter where you've been
All gifts they come
come tomorrow!
Who are you gonna follo oh-ow!
There’s gonna be no future
If we don’t figure this out!
COME TO MAMA! Come onto me, oh oh oh oh oh
Come
the Bo$$ Dogg in the
Back of a blue Impala
And if she follow, then she gon'
All the game you got to give her
Be a different tomorrow
But I would never bother
Everybody move to the back of the bus
Do you wanna bump and slump with us?
We the type of people make the club get crunk
Ah ha, hush that fuss
Everybody
do like John and let it be
Poet's poet but you know that I was po' as Edgar be
Devil wanted my soul, but the soul resurrected me, on God
Live by
count it by the stack, ain't no looking back, not until we all win
Lil baby, don't fall for me
'Less you down to give it all to me
If my back against
are tied
They whip us on our backs just to change our lives
If Peter Piper picked a pair of slaves to pick his peppers
Tell me will people ever come
shit wack, we burn
If you got beef, we come back like a tax return
We get money, hold money, no quotas
We gon' fuck around and do this murder, no
Don't you come lookin for statements
I ain't sayin shit
Lost in paradise
Blue dream, blue skies
Come with me, it's a vibe
Catchin feels, catchin flights
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
(Monsta's gon' tear it up)
Like my hunnids blue (blue)
Bad bitches, yeah, I keep 'em by the two
It's a big difference between me and you
I
Back to back Stanley Cup in CHAMPA BAY
CHAMPA BAY repeat here we go round two
Lightning strike twice repping the white and blue
CHAMPA BAY getting live
red or you're feeling blue
If you wanna bust caps and wear them too
If you like warfare in stylish headwear
Well, have we got the game for you
No,
jail
Just prayin' they pick up the phone
Tried to get niggas to come get it with me
If they was too busy, I'll get it alone
Watch how you approach
fuck these bitches then we send em home
And I'm riding for my niggas if they right or wrong
I live by the G code we don't talk to police nigga that's
this pull the hammer back (Back)
Tell me if he feel this blew his a** back (Blew his a** back)
Show you what real is come to the field and
Never repeat
there
If you want to party come and shake your body
If you want to party put 'em in the air
Over there, over there
Yo I'm tryin' to live my life
can’t let 'em in
Only you can make it right
And you’re not alone
They feel you too
And if you gotta go
You can always come home
You can always come home
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