Lyrics:
(Ok, grunge-masters, here we go)
Everybody loves us
Everybody loves our town
That's why I'm thinking lately
The time for leaving is now
Hey,
told you that I'm too paid to bitch (to bitch)
It would be kickbacks if I made a profit of you copyin' mine (that's mine)
It would be Tic Tac if she
that bunch-a kids
And there at that crossroads, was the end of the line
For Big Joe and Phantom 309
But, every now and then, some hiker'll come by
of fortune, tell em "Throw dat D"
And now its called twerking, as far as i can see
"Banned in the USA" was addictive to me
And that poison helped me shine, no
[1st Verse:]
See I'm a wanted man barely living in these streets
Since child support saw fit to put out a warrant on me
Say I owe 'em 65 hundred
Talking 'bout this money, you look like a nounce
She thinks that I think that I'm lucky, she loves sleeping now
Who's that kitty on the phone?
Who's
feelings I don't need em now (Nah uh uh)
Money's on my mind, that's why I'm eating now
I swear ion need her now, thats why i put my bag first
We been through
of that out here
They ask me how I been, I tell 'em I been godly
She in Christian for this winter
That don't say nothing 'bout her compass
I been seeing
Last supper boy, all my niggas eating here
My queen in here, never see no fear
That God Complex running deep in here
The way I run shit I should be
I was on my way out
She said "Hold up, where you goin'?"
I had a lot to say but I just lost it at that moment
By then I think she knew that she
put satan in a casket
Send his demons back to hell and wish 'em well - I'm dogmatic
Once they rest in peace and all these war games cease
We can finally
everyone else
But you've gotta learn to let 'em show
I can't be in love all by myself
It takes two to make love grow
Make your move, I'm waiting for
you did
But if I'm gonna tell 'em what you did to my heart
That's a whole other bottle of whiskey
That's a whole other case of the blue
That's a whole
a case
And we drink that moeweezy by the case
Tell ya bitch she know her place
If a nigga wanna talk we give him space
I don't get tired word to Gates
They
don't kno what's up with me
That Riesling and rolling papers make it hard to see
But they wolves in sheep's clothing they produced by mike dean
Them
on my back still been tryna shake em off
Ain't Jesus you can't crucify me to no cross Nigga
(Outro) Fr tho... that's all they wanna do... see you with
withstand us, we so proud (Yoo)
You say "Bro
Tempest pros"
But I'd rather say we're gods
If you wanna tryna fight us
Better run or face my hoes (Tell 'em)
We
Mad and perking
Start the game, the perks in
Crowd love I'm cold hearted
Outta hand, going retarded tell 'em
Smiling like joker
Switchblade at my belt
it
Gotta put a stop to
Tell 'em what I'm gone do
You know what they sayin
Show me what you gon do
I say I'm granmoun, I do what I want to
Flying like
make the same mistakes
I never had the chance to ask him what gave him all that faith
But if he were here I'd say I'm sorry cause I made em anyway
I
to go that far
You just slide in to my car
Baby would you die for me, when I can't see give a eye for me
Lay to the side and cry for me, when I'm in
From the city of sin, I'm Naughty by Nature
No handouts I put in the labor
Give up for a true player cuz
It's my birthday we bout to get dumb lit
My
I'm being corrected
Dropped couple guys thats the end of the friendship
I'm Led by God now I am being attentive
It's been a minute let me take a second
the clout
Y'all already know I told them no
Walk out the club half gone got ya girl by my side throwing throat
Bad bitch talkin' shit I ain't trip I been
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