Lyrics:
things you do got me going crazy
Got me thinking to myself can you be my lady
But hell naw, cause I can't fall in love wit the cut
Just stop by to hit
One million niggas inside
You can't break me even though you try
One million niggas inside
Even though you hit me with everything you got
One
and get hit with a chair
Custom made muzzle, it look like a flare
Countin' a million by hand, you don't know the feeling, I wish you was there
You want
like Colin Mochrie
Drive by shootings
And armed robbery
10 to 1 Odds
Looking like the lottery
We got more greens
Than a collard green
Dollar Bills
Always
living good
n im the only nigga dat be rappin in my hood
i was raise by the hustlas n gain by the g's n taught by the bosses howda stack that cheese
hit the floor)
If a nigga get too close (too close)
Niggas try and fuck with the Coast, yeah (Coast)
Niggas try and fuck with the Pro (look)
I ain't
Chopper turn this ho into a ghost town
Chopper turn this ho into a ghost town
Chopper turn this ho into a ghost town
Bodies hit the floor, six below
everybody know
Gotta take it low, to the floor
From The Hills to the streets of the ghetto
Hips don't lie, so move 'em up
We ain't gon' stop 'til we see
filled up with distortion
Coke cans piled up on the floor
We'll drive until we hit the ocean
There's a girl back home
Knew everything it took to get that
fired by the gray man
With shaky hand
But not shaky enough to miss
Hit, Lost Boy in back
So-called Friend runs for door
Leaves First Son
fired by the gray man
With shaky hand
But not shaky enough to miss
Hit, Lost Boy in back
So-called Friend runs for door
Leaves First Son
If my heart hits this floor
I just don't know what I'd do
I'll never get over you
End the silence
But it's never been so loud
I try to fight it
But
I'm thinkin' bigger - motion pictures, foreign cars
Chloe, Jordan, photo texting wasn't here before
Now I hit withdraw, when I hit the mall
Homies from
of weed on the floor motherfucker
What the fuck you gon' do?
(Get on down)
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
(Get on down)
Pick it up,
surprise
I thought that it was eight o'clock but it was half past nine
I hopped up and put my feet on the floor
Ran to the bathroom then I (ow) hit my
surprise
I thought that it was eight o'clock but it was half past nine
I hopped up and put my feet on the floor
Ran to the bathroom then I (ow) hit my
of weed on the floor motherfucker
What the fuck you gon' do?
(Get on down)
Pick it up, pick it up
Pick it up, pick it up
(Get on down)
Pick it up,
cologne and get Ra alone
Sex pots at home, I'm testosterone
Caress spots, dress drops, bed rocks the bone
Hit the floor, it's hot for 2003
Hits galore,
song
So what did you come here for {I came to dance with you}
You don't wanna hit the floor {Get some romance with you}
Been searchin' for love for
I was pickin' them up and she didn't know (yeah)
I was dancin' on stage with a big fold (okay)
My shit almost went off when I hit the floor (ah)
I
Skeltah album called
Sean Price be like, "I'm not sure any" yeah that was my shit
I used to bump that shit all day
By this time I knew I wanted to be
stuck in a cage
No light hits the forest floor under the canopy growth
And you might slowly go crazy under the shadow of Shady
But if I hatch
sleepin in a car at night?
Or in a house on the floor with no lights?
I was raised by the bayou
That muddy water
I was raised by the bayou that muddy
slipped
The Mac is cuttin records and punks are gettin ripped
Gangster I am, bust the lyrics like a drive-by
You wanna sleep? Well, it's lights out,
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