Lyrics:
on tour, I went to my home
Which is the first first home I’ve ever had
Huh
And I walked around and I said
What am I gonna do now
In this house? Am I gonna
Throw your hands in the sky, nigga
I'm stickin' ice picks on the tip of ya dick
Give your testicles a swift kick, ain't that some shit?
Am I hard
thinkin' drive by
I'm thinkin' drive by, yeah
I'm thinkin' fireflies, yeah
I'm thinkin' dragons, your nigga head on fire
Hot head, yeah, gassin',
wouldn't fuck without no Trojan on (wrap it up)
I just spent a nigga crib in the Louis store (I'm eatin')
She talkin' 'bout what she gon' do, and she gon'
those vibes flyin' high like a stoner
I'm just gettin' by but I ain't a freeloader
Maybe give me pie for bein' so kosher
Diggin' up on the beat in
your dog all day
'Bout to watch you jog all day
Like family don't matter, oh, oh
What's poppin', what's the deal?
What's poppin', what's the deal?
to hear it
They surrounded by squares, like petagorean theorems
But be careful doing biz with ya people, see
They can put holes in ya bread like pita
It's what you feel down in your heart and not put in your head
Everyday I pour myself into you hoping that in time
You'll pour yourself back into me
It's what you feel down in your heart and not put in your head
Everyday I pour myself into you hoping that in time
You'll pour yourself back into me
Ooh, gotta be cool baby, you know what I'm saying?
Jump out your car in the middle of the street
Open up your trunk, let the bass beat
Go 'head
you're his wife
Walks in your cell and says: "Fix it up"
Then you look up and say: "Not the butt"
He says: "Shut up" "But... but" No 'but'
Now what you
got demons in my head
That really want to see me dead
Placing thoughts up in my head
Kill everybody in sight
I want it done by tonight
You bet not put
your lighter in the air, right, right
Put your lighter in the air, right, right
This is going straight to number one, check it out, yo
Chicken head
who were to profit
Inquired in vain as to what was broken
Then something began not to feel right
The aching and nausea took hold of them
If their errors
You'll never have to hear the word "no"
If you keep all your friends on the payroll
The non-disclosure pages signed
Your secrets safe between those
You'll never have to hear the word "no"
If you keep all your friends on the payroll
The non-disclosure pages signed
Your secret's safe between
fair but life's not
And I'd be lying if I said I didn't care what whites thought
Or black people said, shit
Maybe it's in my head
Like a single
to experience passion
I set us both aflame, depression burned like a match head
And now I can't complain about us burning to ashes
Wait
You know I can't make you
sperm's in the gutter -- your love's in the sink.
So you ride yourselves over the fields and
You make all your animal deals and
Your wise men don't know
$hort
Get in where you fit in, fool
You was a mark up at the high school
Now you're hardcore like CB4
Biting, what you want to be me for?
It's your
At any head-on collision, throw dart wit precision
And split decision, tell your old folk
and your children what I'm dealin
Good times,
The crazy bitches in my head
The crazy bitches in my head
The crazy bitches in my head
The crazy bitches in my head
I'm one of a kind I stay in
bedspread (what?)
Keep your pussy, I got other plans instead
Just gimme some head, gimme some head
If you ain't suckin' no dick
We don't need it, we
me what I mean
When you see him it's a go, go 'head nigga go
Catch him on the front porch by his momma do'
These niggas is green
It's nothing to it,
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