Lyrics:
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
With no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
way
The only way to get ahead is the gun way
We don't play
I can't let 'em stop me and shock me
They tried, I pulled out and popped three
The only way
won't faze him
So many blackmen die for drugs
I think back on the way life was
Before rock cocaine started runnin' thangs
And drive-by shootings was
up
I like the way you work it
No diggity (no diggity), I got to bag it up, bag it up
She's got class and style
Street knowledge by the pound
Shouts all to em realest holding mee down mese till death i will keep it lock
Look in the mirror mese koo keep it up
See me m3 p3 cash saa till am
Lydia
So he said to me
It’s two month’s trav’ling, maybe three.
All right for him.
He’s seldom ever walking!
And I know he’s getting old,
But does he
That's the way we do (That's the way we do)
you for me (U for me)
And me for you (That's right)
One for all (One for all)
That's
by Friday's football game
We only got one sheriff, but we all know how to keep the peace
Aw, and don't you forget it, as big as we're getting
This
to the brothers
Smile, you little human, smile, for you're sane.
By the way, what's sanity? They don't care about it.
In fact, they worry about nothing. They
four-pound (uhh)
And bust like four rounds, kick the door down
Get yo' ass up outta town nigga, uhh, uhh
(Five by five) Niggaz connive, I thought you knew
underneath my ride, fortified keep it by my side
M.O.B. until I die, females fall when I pass by
Bring your music down to H-town
(We gon' screw dat)
You
the town of El Paso
They never stopped dancin' and money like whiskey did flow;
She bought a one-way, a ticket from Sante Fe
Three days and nights on a stage
Drive them tires off in this mud
I'm from backwoods Cheatham County
Boy them three words say it all
Droppin' bucks, makin' dolla's
Small town man,
don't know your name
But love your smile,
I love the way you put it down, down, down, down
If you were more like an out of town girl, girl, girl,
Bursting m-16, A-K's and S-L-R's
But with those evilous ways, I know you won't reach far
Soon you will be drowning in your own blood on the tar
But too
only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way that I speak, Shhhh
Hear the coquis when I sleep, Yea
You can find me by the beach, Uh
Musubis two
nigh?
I'm a rich merchant ship bound for fair London Town
London Town, London Town
Would you please for to let me pass by?
"Oh no, oh no", cried Henry
by the way, my chest is feeling heavy
Make I talk , weytin Dey ma head , I swear eplenty
Y3nda boys y3nda oo
Metumi Twre nnyom saaa maa ade sa
ma br3
your a bad ting I wanna lock you down
It's a good idea to 3up the 3up
I got this ting on lock it's about to go down
They need to 3up the 3up
My g
Word around town everybody makin moves
I could really care less they ain't never getting in my way
Everything I do like young Carlito, it's all my
and let your mind be free
And by the way welcome to the party
Uh uh excuse me Mr. Kid Rock (what's up?) can I do my thing
Uh, can I have a little something
mind be free
And by the way, welcome to the party
Uh uh excuse me Mr kid Rock
Can I do my thing?
Can I have a little something
To say right here? (Oh
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