Lyrics:
Bankroll Mob
Okay okay
You know, you know
Well I be
Bumping California Love on the West Side
Thanking God for the weed, women, and the sunshine
would never be a coward
I would never take this all for granted
If I'm being honest
I just wanna get inside you, girl
I'm tired of thinking about it,
thing
Wyclef told me call 911
But who do you call when the ambulances don't come
Or watch as the ones sworn by law protect us
Wrongfully convict us
All my Harlem niggas
My BK niggas back Uptown baby, Lennox Ave
My oyes on Broadway all day, uh c'mon
Ayo, you love the way I rep black, step
to be discrete
Well you bitches beneath me like athletes feet
You have can't beat a handicapped
As for me I mastered the art of MC
It was all before BC
ain't got no stamina
They said damn man, you lookin' like Pac
I said, nah not alive, man I'm lookin' like Jones
Besides I put money on your skull
y'all, while you hope the don fall
But I'll come inside the tunnel, nigga, wit pope john paul
Yo, them niggas on the wall frontin', they ain't no harm
Yo, met this piece by the name of Sharise
She had a fly one hundred ninety restin' in Jones Beach
You know when we kickin' my everyday cliche
Intro/Chorus:
"Now I'm gonna show you how the East Coast rocks" ---> KRS-One
"Baby, baby, baby, baby, clap to this"
"It's like that y'all, you
no be carry talk
If you Jones me I go Jones you
All man for himself
If you dawg me I go dawg you
Na me dey garri myself
Nobody dey ginger me oh
Na me
those who may need it
With that out of the way, this is where we say our goodbyes
To all of you who spent time with this project
Thank you. Thank you for
down for the cause,
Are you down,
Are you down,
You still down.
[Outro]
Yeah,
When I needed help,
When I couldn't do this all by myself.
the Sun
Merry Merrily
(Chants Interlude)
Yolele Yole
Yolele Mama eh Yole
Verse 3
Make life easy for you
Do some party for you
Make this life all about
spitting, Christmas all over again, the kid is gifted
And when the instrumental begin, just know you ending
I'm in it, til I'm finished, finessed the rest
hangs in most
Homes and around our necks
And we have just taken that
For granted all our lives
Is it a symbol of hope or hopelessness? The
World's most
I'ma spend it
I don't need new clothes just property with tenants
And I don't know no jokes, and I'm not about no play
Love for all my folks who poor in
man you’re like Y!? He’s like damn they got bro Z too
Now all Opps cheffing man up too
Don’t move hard like the drums on you
I pick sticks and I beat
for me
I'm catchin wreck to prove a point, time is loot
and I ain't spinnin it in the joint but better yet
These days I'm all professional, some new
what you ask for
As for Ab-Soul, I'm a asshole - that's all
Shut them down like Ctrl - Alt - Delete
Capisce?
Mind-boggling, word gargling word-ologist
As I went out for to take a little walk
I walked upon that Wild Bill Jones
He was walking and talking by my true lover's side
And I bid him to leave
Oeh ah ah
Oeh ah ah
Oehhh
Your sea blue eyes
I'm paralyzed by you
I'm diving deeper just to find out what to do
Thoughts with a meaning
Searching for
Breakin off parts, piece by piece of enemies
You done made mad one of the dirty dozen
Guaranteed to slaughter off your moms, pops and cousins
[Interlude
a check for the weekend (weekend)
She play like she mean she ion' mean it (she ion' mean it)
I'm tryna get to know you no fast track (no fast track)
She all
Yo, rated X, smack you off the stage when I'm vexed
No sweat, I crack a cold case of Beck's
Guess whose back? The jack of all trades is next
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