Lyrics:
with me my don
I'm a' take them out 1 by 1
Take them 1 by 1
I'm a' take them 1 by 1
I'm a' take them out 1 by 1
And I won't tolerate the beef
You ain't
Twenty-three, twenty-three, yeah, twenty-three (shot)
I got shooters and they're with me and they never
Miss
Twenty-three, twenty-three, yeah,
ignore!
V25 Group
(and individual lines by each)
1/2 group 1 & 2
Agreed…
1/2 Group 3 & 4
Here here
All Group
I say we finally ignore
1/2 Group 1 & 2
Body so thick guess what I'm a player now
The sun's beamin on my skin i'm sweatin now
Cadillac's reved up so we swervin out
Parked out by the Seaside
on the throne
I'd stop this mess and
Just need to think about it
I ain't going to Sun City
If-if somehow by the South African government
Sun City is described
mack that
Need a billion dollar bitch
Put my pimpin' in your life
Watch ya daddy get rich
Easy as A-B-C, simple as 1-2-3
Get down with U-G-K, Pimp C,
the door: a guided tour; what we came here for
One: don't let the sun go down on
Two: love, but are undone by
Three: whose name is...
I won't even start
with the sun)
Don't have time
I don't mind
Standing by
(In the morning with the sun)
For a real love
(In the morning with the sun)
In the morning
With
and we lived in a love song.
And I flashback...Aww chasin' the sun we would run with a dream we could grow on.
Everything that we touched...turned
to a butcher there by the name of Billy Brown.
And I wore the bloody apron for three long years or more,
Until I shipped on board the Ocean Queen, belonging
and round)
Will I still be awake, by the time the sun comes
(Round and round, round and round)
It's 3am and my head hurts, but I'm awake
(Round and round,
as by 3 cars on
The highways and a lotta times in peoples'
Henhouses.
I been hit and run down and run over and
Walked on and knocked around and I'm just
like you ain't took a bath with your cousins
Fit three in the bed if it's six of y'all
I'm talkin' 'bout three by the head and three by the leg
But
kill 'em with success
I'm up next like afternoon
You niggas evenin' the playin' scale
It's like the moon
Tryna sunset as the nightmare I rap resumes
You
cocked back, but he spit about one time
Slumped out, sun down, and his man coming by
With like two more trucks and they creep from behind
Threw it in
to leave
Hope the sun doesn't wake me up from my dream
I can let it go let's just leave it with you and me
Talking on our phones and we staying up past 3
Got three LPs but I ain't got no hit's
An ungrateful, hateful, little son of a G
I'm a Deadhead runnin' from the DPD
Got soul
You're plagued with
wake up fine and dandy
But then by the time I find it handy
To rip my heart apart and start
Planning my crash landing
I go up, up, up, up, up
and their mom outnumber me
Looks like they’re up 1 to 3
Every time they drag me in to a lululemon
I’m living my dream surrounded…. by beautiful
were exhausted
We considered leaving but it was late out there
We went to bed with the smell of skunk in the air
I was up until three o'clock in
the good power-U (to get by)
You're all that I need, I'll be there for you
If you keep it real with me, I'll keep it real wit'chu (you're all)
Loving
Ohhhhhhh Ohhh myyyy LORD
I pray my sins go away
Da b3n na m3y3 yeii
Da B3n na m3y3 yeii
Me nyame boa me ooo
Yeah Burn
Ohhhhhhh Ohhh myyyy
That yellow Lambo' outside for when I trapped in the sun
That green Ferrari sittin' outside when I couldn't make bond
I gave the plug to my nigga,
burning off, layered thick,
a cargo that I haul, wounds and loves unresolved.
I wake up with the sun in my eyes.
The present moment tries
but now I'm back
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