Lyrics:
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
first year of college was a success
But along came Billy possessed and obsessed
He took Annie on a fatal date
And showed her things that make
clearly pay the cost
I'm the sharpest guy around and I'ma always cut my loss
Then come back for the win, I'ma make it, then I spin
Real west side
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
first year of college was a success
But along came Billy possessed and obsessed
He took Annie on a fatal date
And showed her things that make
Like a hot buttered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie
Pop da pop pop, don't you dare stop
Come alive y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now you can
to seeing tragedy
X marks the spot like I attended Charles's academy
Who pumped up to get some
Who gassed up til kingdom come
Who gullible, stupid and just
rebuttals for real
Ya chick a thot, she lick the cock
Then gave scar to my man
Have four balls in her hand
She got jugglin' skills
But stop by ya spot
Nigga where you wanna go, you know the club don't close til four
Let's party til we can't no more, watch out here come the folks
As the plot thickens
Like a hot buttered pop da pop da pop dibbie dibbie
Pop da pop pop, don't you dare stop
Come alive y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now you can
to a true, what could I do?
Real homies help you get through
And come to knew he'd do the same thang if he could
'Cause in the hood true homies make you
Nigga where you wanna go?
You know the club don't close 'til four
Let's party 'til we can't no more
Watch out here come the folks (Damn - oh lord)
Nigga where you wanna go?
You know the club don't close 'til four
Let's party 'til we can't no more
Watch out here come the folks (Damn - oh lord)
on ski, VVS diamonds on me
Diamonds every time I say, "Cheese"
Don't shit come free, everything come with a fee
Every real nigga fuck with me
Big Icy
to believe in, as you can see (hey)
It's a small thing to a troop, what could I do?
Real homies help you get through
And come to knew he'd do the same thang
gotta do
Association breeds similarity
That's why I'ma stay with real rich niggas
'til six niggas carry me
Poverty's a mind state
Time wait's for no man,
heat
In a frenzy coiling flush along the muscles beneath
Press on me, we are restless things
Webs of seaweed are swaddling
And you call upon
had a squabble with my demons (yeah)
Ass round, skin brown, you know my weakness, God
Who'd have thought the kid that use to get beat'll come beat
up all night?
Rollin' round the hills
Can't believe it's real, oh
I think we should get along ('course you do)
Maybe we could kick it girl
Maybe
To a parallel prize
The walks by faith
The sight lines lie
How am I gonna tag along
With one tin ear
And one glass eye?
Well I...
I can't get there
come with plans for draggin'
Em&m and denace and spencer behind me
Along on the floor cos they remind me
Of a mamby pamby or a man in panties
When
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
Rollin' in a golden Tacoma, the shit's stolen
If that bitch tell on me, I'ma do a fuckin' drive-by in her colon
With my meat, gotta keep it obsolete
luv
No hugs and being surrounded by Thugs
Chilln with my uncle and cousins out da mud
From Beaumont to Lake Charles Nigga it's all luv
From a young ass
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