Lyrics:
Bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka, bucka
Ha ha
You know the deal
It's just me, yo
Beats by Su-Primo for all of my people, Negros and Latinos
Presence is Dead Presidents and you know that my Time is Money
Thats why its Kam Dollar-sign because Cash rules everything around me
Lifes a Bitch Sleep
everything
some red bottoms and some more shit, baby,Psyche
If I gave a fuck about a bitch, I'd probably have a baby by now
I'm always tryna see if it's
Fresh out of a love fest pissing in the cup
I give a fuck about a drug test
Charlie Sheen in it!
I’m bi-winning, fucking five women
Fuck the maid who
More than my car, my house, my job, lay down my life
I'd do anything for you
Now I can see us sexin' tonight
I know you want it
Rub my hands upon your
More than my car, my house, my job, lay down my life
I'd do anything for you
Now I can see us sexin' tonight
I know you want it
Rub my hands upon your
though
Like for real though
I’ve heard way too many stories from some weirdos
I gotta fix my life
I gotta fix my sight
I gotta refocus, I can make it
engines and his name is Earl
He's the Charlie Daniels of the torque-wrench"
I whispered, "Honey let's just go on home
Have some onion rings and watch TV"
an asterisk after it
After all I can make a call
I can baptize a brick
As I wash away my sins like a Catholic
Who the fuck ain't mastered this
America's
I'm back on point
Heat by my thigh, you by my side
Fah' sure, you know Uncle Charlie let 'em know
(She's soooo infectious!)
She's so infectious,
and sour
Not to mention, Sour Patch Kids
They've got Hershey bar's by the hour
Snickers, Milky Way, They've got Twix
Reese's Piece's ooh their my favorite
Cause I know that in this life I cannot make it
Without his favor, that's why I'm praying
And asking him to mold my heart
Cause the devil like Phil
residents
Huh
Charlie Murphy
On ya furniture
Huh
Think bout it
For you fuckin wit us
Rebel by nature
We dangerous
how they fuck with me harder than they do in polk
That's my home and I love it but it's harder to grow
It's struggle where I'm from I came straight out
fuck up your life and that’s true, dog
(Your life up in smoke just like Snoop Dogg)
It’s time to get after verse two, y’all.
Verse 2:
I can see you’re
band way back in the 20s. I worked there
with him plum until he went out on the road by hi'self … and it cut me out
again. And then I started working
keep my cool as long as the fucking grams go
Wooptee-woo, I'm a Chef like Rae
It's hot in here, I'm by the stove cooking crack all day, stretch
We gon'
needs refilling
Just fucked up my zoot it needs re-billing, metaphor for the life that I been living
Cah I bit one fruit and it was forbidden
See your
the river
Jack, queen, nine, my heart starts to quiver
And move quicker, thinking, about this king
Please come around, let it sing
But little did I know it
Daniel how long has it been since we talked?
I'm sure you don't remember me
In the dark crowded stadium seats
You were just like on tv
Daniel how
to life an just keep it
Slide by waist side like Victoria's Secret
Ride who gone ride
When I need you the deepest
Lie who gone lie when
They see how I treat
and cheated my hand
I just can't understand
Push on, get up, move on
Its so hard to accept this fate
I swallow understanding
It drags me, it pulls me
It takes
life flyin, Fate is on her knees
Locate the object, pinpoint my movin target
Pray for them, and bless em, like Sister Margaret
Got more alumni than
verses
I started out as a battle rapper
All I knew was Maxells, ADATs, DATs and gats
My name is Ryan Daniel Montgomery
Recovering alcoholic, I grew up
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