Lyrics:
is stack got no time for all this beef
Man we stepped in flexing nah no G checks we don't pep to beef
If your talking pills it's red or blue no it
taking up my time
Need my money on my grind talking hunnid thou dime piece flexing by my side
You know I priories my time
Dont want that pep talk rather
about registration
Trying to search about my Nationality and heritage, then Research about history and
What this U.S. carrying. I think My peps was
think
Stepping with pep, reppin' my thing
All you need is confidence
And sandwiches bigger than Chesapeake Bay
Whatchu trynna say?
You're talking all that
David I'm walkin through valleys
My body count Checkered mate
So many of them, could throw me a Rally
Pep
I pig her out when she pop out like a meerkat
It isn't alcohol no yaller gal at all
thrills me fills me with the pep I've got
I've got a pair of feet
That found a low down beat
Low down,
roses into chicken wire
Hey S.G.A., I'm an overachiever of the wrong persuasion
A pep rally kid, a new gender nation with a new desire
Alright I hear
at the fair
And yeah they're rioting in my front yard
They're burning Manny, Moe, and Jack
The pep boys got a broken back
They're stealin' clothes
the moonlight, right away
I'll feel all pep't if you'll accept
My friendly invitation
Mmm, would you like to take walk?
Mmm, do you think it's gonna rain?
g, I'm with snupe, I'm with del
I'm with hieroglyphics, I'm with souls of mischievious niggaz
I'm with pep, from the motherfuckin shamen
I'm with j
come to an end
I seek a prose or a pep talk
I need your help my friend
Woe is me
Just give it up
As the night draws in
We're all seeking love
[Pep Love]
Uh, West coast...the best, coast
Chorus:
Pacific Heights
We take flight to live it like never before
The sun sets to settle the score
smell of grease
A night on holiday
Break my back all week for
Crumbs and abuse
And I swear what's the use?
Quick sip of Lucozade to pep up the bones
Bottoms up, bottoms up, bottoms up
Miss KeKe P, lookin' extra glossy
Got a pep your style, lookin' extra flossy
I'm bossy, but I keeps it cute
With my
It isn't alcohol no yaller gal at all
thrills me fills me with the pep I've got
I've got a pair of feet
That found a low down beat
Low down,
They don't want a pep talk
A million screaming outcasts can't be wrong
I don't wanna, I'm not gonna
My life's a fuckin' waste
And you're paying me
It isn't alcohol no yaller gal at all
thrills me fills me with the pep I've got
I've got a pair of feet
That found a low down beat
Low down,
bullshit)
Yo I'm with Mike G I'm with Snupe I'm with Del
I'm with Hieroglyphics I'm with Souls of mischievous niggaz
I'm with Pep, from
It isn't alcohol no yaller gal at all
thrills me fills me with the pep I've got
I've got a pair of feet
That found a low down beat
Low down,
Pep more than ginseng, always mad testing
forwards I rrrrrrrrrrip, backwards I pirrrrrrrrr
Fester, I keep the stage warmer than furrrrr
No way
It isn't alcohol no yaller gal at all
thrills me fills me with the pep I've got
I've got a pair of feet
That found a low down beat
Low down,
wasn't in the ship just in a test tube I flow like the most sensitive faucets in restrooms,
bleeding flesh wounds, pep tunes,
you may think I'm makin'
It isn't alcohol no yaller gal at all
thrills me fills me with the pep I've got
I've got a pair of feet
That found a low down beat
Low down,
I'm the chick who drops sick flows fill bowls
with ill flows ill ho hell knows pantyhose holes full of No Doz
Make your earholes shit pop six Pep
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