Lyrics:
sendin'
(Ask them)
Kick back takes seconds
Really ain't nothin' to
Smoke man's bredrin
(No)
If the shotty sneezes, it's spreadin'
(Baow)
The mandem crash
months
He's still just 25, but it feels
Like he packed ten years' worth
Of living into 2012 alone, releasing
A heralded album, Channel Orange
In July
wanna know
Whatchu wanna know
Seven years of bad luck
But this shit it don’t add up
I’m twenty fucking one now
So that shit should’ve been done
All
to go pee
And I'm holding it in still
I'll piss my pants though for money i'll
Eat a nugget of my own
Poop for twenty bucks i'll pay you
Twenty bucks
up to something
Selling cracks sack by sack so they could function?
Well, yes and no
Yes we were selling it
But no, it wasn't blow
Cook it in
motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up
So sit back, relax, new jacks get smacked
It's Snoop Doggy Dogg, I'm at the top of the stack
I don't lack for a second
motherfuckers in a daze, fucked up
So sit back, relax, new jacks get smacked
It's Snoop Doggy Dogg, I'm at the top of the stack
I don't lack for a second
relax, new jacks get smacked
It's Snoop Doggy Dogg, I'm at the top of the stack
I don't lack for a second, and I'm still checkin'
The dopest
return for the second bout (C'mon)
And let the beautiful girls just knock me out (Don't you)
In, out, shake it all about
It won't last forever, let it
Tried to tell you it's not my fault
Fell in love with you in your trap I'm caught
But another day or week goes by
And you still can't seem to leave
on the double
When I double my cash
When I double my dough
21 seconds Harvey's gonna flow
And if I step on my toe
We're still gonna go
When I'm on a high
Have you heard it the original wordsmith
Twenty four seven on a beat I deserve this
I'll first second and third it with the verses I have a purpose
Have you heard it the original wordsmith
Twenty four seven on a beat I deserve this
I'll first second and third it with the verses I have a purpose
You the shit say it! You
Don't have to be humble
Be like Ray J "I'm tired of being humble"
I'm not a cocky person by nature
Scaff, be cocky for her!
momma birthed you
Just so you can feel me
The same way I'ma feel this world when it kill me
Even if time stands still, I'ma still be
Underground
the sky tryin' to blast sun
Zero to sixty in a second, pull a fast one
Fifty cent flashin' they hate us with a passion
Mashin', still fresh in three-day
on the double
When I double my cash
When I double my dough
21 seconds Harvey's gonna flow
And if I step on my toe
We're still gonna go
When I'm on a high
them all the way focused
Seven six O mind state know this
High desert second letter call it B town
Town biddness Jon B are you still down
Chauncy you
Gifts for some guy that she dating, still shot
Second anniversary and I'm congratulating that
But man she had an ass so fat
You couldn't palm it with
... got to be an addiction with me!" (Aaahhhh... nothin' like it!)
Hey, beautiful, beautiful! Last one got 'em!
"30 rounds in one and a half seconds
7:Eleven
Verse1:
Sitting by the window
Watching all cars go by our house
Watching how the wind blows
Carrying the butterflies across the tree tops
7: Eleven
Sitting by the window
Watching all cars go by our house
Watching how the wind blows
Carrying the butterflies across the tree tops
I'm
and walked on the moon
But time is still a mystery
We tried to label time by
Creating numbers and digit's
Seconds and minutes and hours
Are all just figments
On my grind you could see me skate
I roll in a Holden while I’m holdin' while it’s stolen brudda get stopped by the d.e.a
Still got love for the team
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