Lyrics:
hit me with that positive shit, I know you lyin'
You really wanna stop niggas from dyin'? Stop niggas from tryin' (yeah)
'Cause I ain't really got
Who can I trust I feel like everybody be tryna play me
Should I hit or not they in my head got me contemplating
Kno they gone hate even mo when
touch the dials
Parkland hospital, only six more miles
You got me dizzy, Miss Lizzy, you filled me with lead
That magic bullet of yours has gone to my
the white noise
Pretty puzzled by the shape I'm in
I got bruises on my white skin
Gettin' dizzy, dizzy from the white noise
Dizzy from the white noise
Seven
got a limit
If the bag right, you know Imma spend it
Know Imma spend it
Know Imma spend it
Know Imma spend it
Know Imma spend it
Perk got me spinning
flack
He be that rat a tat tat
On my window
He got me doing
Mathematics
Be that slick cat
Tap dancing on my
Bare black back
You got me
Cat with
Permanent
Sweet lizzy, ohhhh you got me dizzy
Girl you bout to drive me insane
Got me doing some crazy things
Shoe's on my head, on my feet
Walkin around, ain't
we got jerked but still invented them
Wicked litle kick it joints that got us ghetto wheight
And also kept the jazz alive by pulling off the plates
I'm feeling baby
and Im feeling dizzy lately
I might kiss you in my night sleep
YOU'VE GOT ME SO HIGH
I'm really addicted
I'm LOSING MY MIND
But babe I
lookin' at me)
And I'm with my honey
(Why you over there lookin' at me)
You got, you know, the haters
They wanna be tough guys all of the sudden
the beat ripped to shreds
Its gone re rip on your head - stone (Stone)
She fuck on the daily
But when you with her she tell you
That she got a head cold
cats for labeling me shepherd
That'll be Six Fifty plus tip darlin,
I take cash, credit, check, money-order, gold and cigarette cartons
Huh, got
(yeah)
If you ain't fuckin' him right, bitch, pass him to me
Real niggas love me from the H to the D
Don't stop, pop that cat
Mm, mm, just like that
, Your mother's got a big head
Aight aight, first off, you wanna sign on me?
Bet bet, you big Marion-Berry-haircut-havin' muh-
Yo, first of all, your
for ya dizzy
Got me on I be fizzy or a kizzy
Just woke up in my bedroom wizzy
While ya on break let yo kitty air
Like magic song at 3rd, like a pier
and serve them they fronts
Don't mistake me for a vic just cause I'm a female
I don't got a pump, I don't wear the Lee nails
So 'press on' and you get pushed
you were wrong
Hold on, I got one more, and don't lie to me
Do you really have a Batmobile outside, my G?
Don't be so transparent, this nigga's light,
take on a repeat
I die
Has that ended?
I die
Are you ended?
Take me to the
Crossroads
You crashed your car again, ripped your noze half off your head
through your clothes, holla at me
It's for the black culture, Spanish chicks with the sweet chocha
Spanish cats with the ki's of cocoa
All the haters eat
Oscar the Grouch
I got more change then you got in my couch
Next cat that scream my name gon'
Get shot in the mouth
I got the yay on the stroll
In my
Oscar the Grouch
I got more change then you got in my couch
Next cat that scream my name gon'
Get shot in the mouth
I got the yay on the stroll
In my
you, I hold you as my brother 'til death
And I got your back if ever the drunk goblin step
for makin' a cat laugh, when I was walking with the dead
It's hard being dope, stop looking as me dizzy.
I know I got style you aint gotta try to diss me.
Silly ass niggas all saying that they miss me
missin' out on was passing you by
I done seen the streets suck a lot of cats dry
But not you and I my nigga
We got to get
Come on, over over the water
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