Lyrics:
to the bank
Roll up the dank
In the think tank
Come back when I'm blank
Let's smoke a j
Restart my brain
Restart my life when I'm goin' insane
Today
like I'm a savage
Pop out with that glock
I swear to God it could get tragic
Talking down on my dead
That mean you gonna pay them a visit
What you know
profanity we keep it clean
Like the interior up in my whip
Smoke alot in it so ash be in it
Got endless roaches got like 56
Break em down
Roll em up
Mary J my
raise up out tha hood
I think you should, no is all I'm gonna say
To get that '411' you better go ask Mary J
Eroc do not play when there's pigs in
Yeah Lil J Jerk
Sosa in this bitch
They aint ready
Nah i can't stop
Dove up in the ocean, with a Glock up on my hip
I dare sucka trip, I'm gon' let
The sun's goin' down (get em, get em, get em)
Let's have some fun
I took a tab of acid just to pick apart my passion
An irrational contortionist
motherfucker?
I'm lost G
Ay, how you, ay, where are we goin'?
Here I go, on a fucked up bus ride
And yo I'm takin' a trip, to a place called Wayside
It's
one
Or two, or three, five, six, seven if you leave it up to me
I'm down to get down wit cha
Wiggley, Jiggley, turn it all around would ya uhh ohh
Always feeling deep inside just like Mary J.
Ha, I'm never panicing, I'm bored stiff as a mannequin
Grew up fast just like Anakin
Baby its gullible, its
yet, g o d now you know
King j wildin out, goin dumb ona ho
I know I'm the shit, top deck, I'm ona boat
Ima krusty krab I gotta nose for the bread
I
trees down, then I'm up up and away
I get high sometimes
I get high sometimes
I get high sometimes
Gotta relieve the stress off my
(Off my mind)
I get
came down for my team!
Like icky I lean, get it by every means (yea..yeah yuh)
Going for all the green, I’m goin swamp thing..(yea..yea)
They hoping I
a line that isn't true an' you pass them by
But it doesn't mean a thing
'Cause Grand Puba got that game
So won'tcha let me try?
Now just because I
of the room
And it all becomes clear this is meant to become my tomb
Doomed forever to lead a life of non-existence
I'm trapped inside here by the Pagans this
uno para ti
And girl you best believe
I need that 90s Rnb
Let's break down the situation
I'm a little caught up in you
This is not infatuation
I'm
a change The way I throw down, the way I say
my name
The mike that I'm packin' is flame resistant So M.C.s be cool, and
keep your
distance When I
put facts in they head
They callin' me a cosmetologist
Why the bible similar to astrology
Prophet makin' prophecies
How many days the sun goin' down
so I wouldn't get caught
A high-speed chase for forty-eight blocks
I heard some shit was goin' down though
It might be scandalous, on the down low
the day by the time somthing down
Gotta get better believe I'm gone
Now you can call me the vampire type
Batman livin' in a cave no lights
Seem too
jab
Another place on the map
Slow me down by the half
Another way to get back
To the rate of molas'
Speak good things into mask
Wearin' it well, that's
at
And she don't smoke but she trying to catch a contact
(Uno got the streets goin crazy)
She order dirty martini with extra taka vodka
He tell his homeboy,
a thousand-five cannons
Nigga gettin' it on
Peep out the window, I was solo flashin'in the streets
Caught by cops
I'm tell them bring some extra tape and plenty
I'm the one wit the crown
And I'm the bitch bringing cake by the pound
Have me on my knees
Mary J Blidge, bitch I'm going down
Deadly ass mouth
Throat
I don't buy or sell I take
I feed the poor Mary Antoinette cake
But never give my soul
Even when I need a break
Hold it down it for me for goodness
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