Lyrics:
By any means, we gon' stunt and roll trees
Smoke blunts and exhale it in the breeze
No tough talk, we just pump the desert ease
You must walk how we
touch you
(Baby)
Are you by yourself tonight, I wanna touch you
(Baby)
I see that look in your eyes, I wanna touch you
(Baby)
Excuse me I'm talkin'
Oh, oh, the sun beats down
And burns the tar up off the roof
And your shoes get so hot
You wish your tired feet were fireproof
Under
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
Ayy
Ayy lil' Instagram ho, how much you fuckin' for? (And some head)
After me, go in that room and show some love
the machine they callin for
Fuck a message all they need is it playin back
I'm confined a 8 by 12 flat
With bums niggas who sell crack
Flippin off
[Kool Keith]
I got skill you're on my tip now back off
Slack off let me do this and y'all turn the wack off
The radio stereo here we go
rack, legendary night cap
Stacks she be getting, naughty by nature my name writing on that kitten baby
The cookie on Bombay, put it on the menu out
Here goes Bryson with his AR and
His red hat again (Brraa)
I hop on every beat just
To make everybody mad again (Ah)
Ain't y'all tired of them female
to the cheese then I bounce
This nigga he wanna come unannounced
I ain’t got time not even an ounce
This beat got a bounce
Double the racks, count all the pounds
Yo biz, let's send this out to the Propmaster Cool DJ Red Alert
Bring the beat in, Todd
Yeah, this is how we're doing it for the '93, we're
know your click is full of wussies
When you walk by you smell like pussies
You niggaz ain't killa to fuck with godzilla
Monsters, Villans fo real
the Callie
That boss ordered us lobster tails late night in forty
We was out there tryna rig the stress
Had a beat tape from Stretch, rest
Black TEC, black
get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, deeper, deeper
Into the rhyme
Chillin' in the corner at the shelter all by myself
Checkin it out
me
You steppin' with 007
Better make it snappy
No time to do your hair, baby
Brothers are bustin' at me
Beats and bullets pass me
None on target
They
me
You steppin' with 007
Better make it snappy
No time to do your hair, baby
Brothers are bustin' at me
Beats and bullets pass me
None on target
They
What do you got to say about this
A force so strong that you can't resist
You may as well join'em, you know you can't beat
can't beat the narcissism
Think I'm gonna reinvent myself again, wash off all the pain
'Cause it runs away but I know it stains (know it stains)
You
Step off the porch, rag hangin', West Side, that's what we bangin'
Crucifix swingin' off my t-shirt, twistin' my fingers
Impala Off-White, ski mask
gonna do
Hardcore yo I could never be soft
Askin' me my defin' they say the boy goes off
Fillin' up my memo with the touch of my rhyme
Suckaz stayin' with
Everybody in the club right now (hey)
Tell the DJ's to turn it loud (hey)
Dedicated man your favorite song
If you came here by yourself tonight
'Cause
simmerin, rememberin things that, done jumped off
lyrics spit on niggas than a, a bad cough
messy hoes, got my name between they teeth
juss because... I'm
Uh, chopping garlic by myself
You know ain't nobody worried bout' yo health, right
(Right?)
Keep a condom by my belt
You know better than to trust
When the cat
Starts a new day
Singing songs
To a Blue Jay
Drinking tea
In a garden by the street
Infused with daises on a tree
Both are hiding in
We could jump off but they would never catch us
These feeling got me floating I can use them as a weapon
Hiding my feelings I need a disguise
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