Lyrics:
a pro-Black nigga, and I'm doing this
And yet you watch me, clock me, to see if I continue this
In the ways of the Caddy I survive like a pimp
No jherri curls,
a pro-Black nigga, and I'm doing this
And yet you watch me, clock me, to see if I continue this
In the ways of the Caddy I survive like a pimp
No jherri curls,
east side, east side, east side ah
Cause I'm stuck on you, stuck on you
Sippin and trippin you got me where I want to
Just stuck on you, stuck on you
the one she's got
I've got a hankering to become someone that I'm not
I wanna release a 7" on Lookout!
I want Aaron to do all of our cover art
By now, you
Chordy never make a mistake
To let a pussy nigga inside
Iwo ni olokan mi uhh
Anytime me pull up
She be screaming for only Bridy base
Chordy want to jo jo
me, I gots to keep my Milli right Be-near me
My nine be doing fine until these niggas wants to clear me off my street
But in my hood hood, they
different types of faces
Everybody know me different when I'm on the fucking scene
And you know its Trø by the way I'm running things and I gotta scope Nd I
to the words I manifest, The moment of truth have cats stressed
Everytime you in the east, they snatch the chain off your chest
Actin like you want some, but
n****z want to clear me off my street
But in my hood hood, they hollerin' ghetto
Don't have no neighbors that hit the pipe but never let go
But I feel
to the words I manifest, The moment of truth have cats stressed
Everytime you in the east, they snatch the chain off your chest
Actin like you want some, but
let me call her Billie Jean
The kid is kinda white, man it cannot be by me
Looking back I was drunk
The night I seen her in them jeans
Pull up strong
stop
The thunder from with under will make the whole of cradle rock, hah
Ken Boogie just hit me on the horn in California
Born in Fort July Fourth
live on Social
Media in the little car, ridin' out in my Little car, got me dancin' in my little car
Having fun in my little car, even by Myself in my
rocked up
want nothing in life but to retire from the game
with some change in the city of cocaine,
East Oakland, yeah that's right
city of dope
East
by booty Sipping a claw cuz I'm acting mad bougie
Drip from head to toe someone told me brush your shoulders off
Russians in my corner under covers
happening on properties by these folks that don't look like me
But when I see they do they telling us no Tupac'ish and then I go right
In thruw the front door
knees
Your ankles and pretty heels
Chased by French stick on wheels
What a hydraulic way to spend my time
And an attenuated bell to throw in polls
I'm
soil
Earth bound, by will of the Creator
[Brother J]
From amongst the stars, in a universe plane
Great void, the funk code plane
Going back
somebody
Underneath the mistletoe mistletoe mistletoe
Kiss me slow
Do you want to go
Kon ko below
Cos I want to know
Before I take control
Kon ko below
to my step got the light like I'm Billie Jean
Bad girl who is it keep on tempting me
Leave me alone even tho you a PYT
Smooth criminal so I like my
bitch! Got a boo boo!
Leave me fuckin 'lone
Been by myself today, yeah
I'ma ascend to another world
I think I'll be okay, yeah
I tried to get in contact
nothing to me
Get and I give it's just pussy to me
She's doing a line and I'm popping an E
If you ain't know I'm a king in the East
Been getting these P's
Niggas ain't allowed
In section while I'm flexing
Popping bottles acting reckless
Y'all just
Stop jocking me
You could never copy me
Boy for a Quarter P
Still smell ya perfume when I step in your place
You put me on to Billie Jean when Mike was lighten up squares
Around the same time, him and Lisa Marie,
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