Lyrics:
It's all good, pop the bubbly, life is lovely
All sun no rain
No strain, can't complain
Pass Hell pain, but no Coumbaya
Now I Boomshaka-laka-laka
never alert but I feel so good
No more hurt i’m whole completely complete
Rainy days completely delete i see
Oh no i thought my mind was capped
Until I
Netted in and sucked a flaky grey
Good days too of wine and shouting
Fights in alleys, fat legs of
Women striving around your bowels
Buried in moans
that your feelings get hurt
And I left you right up in the dirt
But I can not trust you or your word Naw
I get red flags and alerts
I get red flags
or two
Cuz ones no fun and love just wastes
On a good girl going through a gone wild stage
So don't be fooled by this angel face
I'm in a bad girl
spit on the floor of the government store
And it served him to no good end
At the close of the day they had taken him away
To the white man's school
it don't be no ordinary dirt
You understand me? A nigga do dirt bad Check it out
I took a I took a
Whole thang of ice cream
A kilogram of birdie
dying every day
Thinking I just wonder if this bad just really has to stay
Keeping up the legacy of Seba Jun a real one
Feeling like I'm by myself a one
got colors on my true, do work, red alert, and I blue my wad
chillin at the spa, with my head tilt back, rhode a stagmotta track, so my bank stay fat
no
about the devil, he's liable to get you (yeah, Jesus)
Long as my good days, outweigh my bad days (Lord)
I don't count the money, I just know how much
to get you (yeah, Jesus)
Long as my good days, outweigh my bad days (Lord)
I don't count the money, I just know how much the bag weighs (I know)
Broke
tolerate, we circulate
For better days I meditate
Bitch is chirpin' in my ear, I don't rock no bluetooth
Two shots of whatever by the sea
That's what
surgical
All summer they gone scream
Omg what happened to
In my hood we still fucked up bout what happened to dolph
That shows no matter how good you is
it, we haven't a clue
Red alert, we need security
There has been a murder spree
Isn't it suspicious that no witnesses
Were there to see?
Would you quit
see for street make good man turn bad o
Cause I no get money dey carry my woman o
People in power don't treat us like we're humans o
Oya calm down o
degree day and there's no frickin' air conditioning
And you can't see b- the hair is frizzin'
'Cause you got the windows up, blaring the system in your
death in my state
Yeah, now a days it's harder just to straight
Friends turn to enemies they flakes
I been
I been workin' through the vision
Yeah yeah
alert wake yo ass up it aint time to be dormant
Ice on V-V-V-V
She dont wanna leave-leave-leave-leave
I tried to do good and it ended up bad
Aint got no
The Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer of the Roc
I take my chain, my 15 seconds of fame
And come back next year with the whole fucking game
Ain't nobody expect
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
(woo-ooh, yeah)
I heard (woo-ooh, yeah)
'Cause bad girls are just good girls on vacation
She looks hot tonight
Wear that little red dress out the house
the street as the last bus goes by.
The pavements are empty: the gutters run red -- while the fool
Toasts his God in the sky.
So come all ye young men who
despite the Red Lining. Yea the game was fixed but I could not quit, I got kids and a wife a house a dog too. Responsible black man that’s good news for
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