Lyrics:
Hand in the bowl when your hand really cold
Work the light in the day shift
I don't really give a fuck as long as I get paid shift
New Cadillac,
[Chubb Rock]
The Chubbster, a man that came out about 1986
with the help of Dr. Ice in the mix
And even then, kickin lyrics that was quite potent
Howie by
real, aww, it's testimony time
Oh who is that? Young Chris Bridges
Boy I'm glad you finally grew into them ears
Go on and testify
[Ludacris]
Lord
real; aww, it's testimony time
Oh who is that? Young Chris Bridges
Boy I'm glad you finally grew into them ears
Go on and testify
[Ludacris]
Lord, please
what a way, take a trip for a day
Cross the bridge over the ridge, illuminate with the bay
Now the sun is at it's highest in the sky
Kurtis covered Howie
in the mix, mystic girl from Triple Six
Late night tip is all we have, you just came, so trick, that's it
I'm not the type to get involved in long
in the mix, mystic girl from Triple Six
Late night tip is all we have, you just came, so trick, that's it
I'm not the type to get involved in long
but I'm wishing I'd stayed
In the back room something I heard you say
We didn't wanna call it too early
Now it seems a world away but I miss that day
don't wanna waste away now
Got no place to stay, I'm online
Got no way out gonna give me a heart attack
What do I say now? Dear God, I pray now
Got no way
My day just doesn't start without Chris Wallace on the deck yes
I don't need no Beamer, Benz, or the Bentley
That kind of stuff isn't in me I live my
My day just doesn't start without Chris Wallace on the deck yes
I don't need no Beamer, Benz, or the Bentley
That kind of stuff isn't in me I live my
Chris Rich)
Drillers got feelings too (we got feelings too)
Lord, forgive me if I bust my gun (hey)
But I ain't dying by the hands of somebody's so
Product of my environment one of them streets retired men
Ca tell by my designing it's all truth no lying
Every day is tryin to make da next better
Neck
to say to the lord, say to the lord,
I've been living like a rockstar turn my swag on,
This is chrome heart, got a bag on,
She got no heart but her head
as long as they can't see our faces
One, Two
One two, you got it
Wootah
Runnin' through the trenches (what?)
Runnin' through the trenches (what?)
or prosperity in life
Just for his humble blessings
Which will make my children happy forever.
As you say dear. Tell me this he is a lord of Dwaraka
Do you
The hate be all over they face like dermatologists
Put that and this in a pot
Then you let the product mix
Save up for them rainy days
The feds handing out
before the game
This is a God's dream my mini me is a mix of
Two of my favorite things
Me and my wife's face
All I think about every day is how
I get my
they be robbing
As long as Big Boi's still living, never standing by my lonesome
Step up nigga, if you want some
Ain't no thang but a chicken wang
they be robbin'
As long as Big Boi's still livin', never standin' by my lonesome
Step up n****, if you want some
[Chorus: x2]
Ain't no thang but
lost it all
She tried to put her hands on me
Then I said Siri play Chris brown
I told her baby you like Rihanna
You bad but please put your hands down
I look like Christ
Then I take it in they sleep
Sandman just say yes to me
Dip out couldn't find no peace
She like playing hide and seek like
Catch me
crazy, hoe, you buggin'
Yeah, she buggin', woah
I said take my heart and my soul, dump that in a hoe
Codeine hella cold, mix it by the 4
We go way back,
wrong
Now I'm back up in a cell I guess I knew it all along
That one day I'd have to pay for everything I've done
Hope you hear me when I say that deep
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