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It's the Holidaze

Westside Connection

Friday After Next

2002

Tell ya people that I'm comin by (Yeah yeah)
Got that shit that'll get ya high (Holla at a pimp)
Talkin shit cause I'm off
Tonight, and you really

I'm jumping up another level, find me up by the pearly gates
I had a date with the devil but that shit gon' have to fuckin' wait
I'm feeling so

not her friend
Pull up from deep, by the bench
Lou will kinda shit
Heart break but not a kid
Shawn Michaels with the kick
Like Drizz on the hook
Hitting

back and do it how they use to
Shine on your own merit straight from the muscle
Not measured by your carats or how many rocks you hustle
You probably

a lesson
You will never be happy
By hating on a new blessing
Cause
I can't understand why you hate
Let the music talk
And that shit set you straight
How I

at bay 
Now she with God, looking for a way 
To make me a vizard 
Intense with my guard 
I Suspect everyone in sight 
Flames of Michaels sword

If you see me on the phone
Then I'm talkin' bout fetty 
Nigga try to catch up w me I dead it
My heart so cold, I don't care no mo'
Niggas switch up

wall
Only difference is Chuck might give you that call
To march on Friday, yeah, it's kind of frightening
Let me move so I don't get hit by the bolt

(Ugh)
Feelin like a trick, that's tryna catch a lick 
If I cant touch the paper, then I'm grip the Smith (Blaow)
They say "Dolo, RAPPIN rappin, he tryna

off ask him, who the fuck you talking to ? 

Here's a notice
Tryna steal your time like Mr. Smith 
Will you Focus
Lose ya mind in this new shit

Will Smith I'll smack this beat
Yea
With the rock I got the heat
Ima set it off like Jada
Like Sosa bitch they gon clap for me
I got shit gon bump

to shine
Paper to spend that ain't mine
And liquor to shoot straight, No chaser just limes
Salt Lips, Salt Kiss
Angelina, bad bitch, Mrs. Smith
Movie Flicks,

bitches I can't entertain em
Set you up cause they really be banging
Put one in his heart, put one in his liver
Hollow tips, they rearrange him

Pussy

in the field you get wet
Like arcane and that mole rat
From Chuck E cheese, nigga let's take it back
Caught flaggin' by the stove
Nigga hopped out

Its Your boy Young Thad
Battle boots
I'm on the battlefield
Make your boots black
Your mind lightning quick
Heart of a lion
A trigger figure that

Shob you my heart throb
Seen you aisle five
Tryna see if me plus you could combine
Tryna see if me plus you is a vibe
Tryna see if me plus you is

to
Pick apart the ceiling make that new
Man I wish you knew caged in a zoo
Animal farm and we need no proof
Wanna break this matrix

Agent smith can take

know when we started they counted us out
Nail to my heart now I feel like a martyr
I told them the vision
They tore it apart
Now I know I'm the one

I can't speak
I can't breathe
My lungs collapsed at the sight of you

I can't read you
I can't see you
My eyes burned straight out my skull

I can't

Yea
I feel like I got to kick it to you straight how it is
Why you aint hit me to get up and come and see the kid
Its been a while
But I just seen

to you straight while we make love
I know that I hurt you and you got pride
But I'm better when
I'm by your side
I don't want to fight 
Two wrongs won't

Smith and Wesson Nicknamed Hercules

I got a wife and kids
Please sir no please
Leave while you can
I'm telling you please

Don't make a noise
Do we speak

at
Let me awake your mind, Neo throwback
Dodgin' all these bullets
Cuz' im pushing to the fullest
And im living to the limit
Bleed my heart you feel it

the law, hop in my car
Big boy toy when the roof got stars
Every time they see me on charts
Pussy boys crying 'cause I break they hearts
Bitch, I'm