Lyrics:
I'm gonna drive her til she leaves the rail
For I'm eight hours late by that Western Mail"
Casey Jones, I'm gonna drive her
Casey Jones, til she
by accident
I had a purpose and that purpose was to beat a beat purplish
Slaughter tracks, I done put my two dimes and a nickel in this shit
I'm
hoes mad
I'm that fly chick all these lames wish they had
Big ol booty, make him trick off all his cash
Keep em' in 2 bags, his feelings and his cash
You know you done messed up right?
I see myself in the pistol smoke
Lil' trick, stop feelin' like we owin' you somethin'
Thinkin' you an innovator,
making ends
Cause even when your bitch wants to trick around
You know the moneys got you safe and sound
Now i'm bout to take it back to 84
I’m walkin with the shadows
I’m in and out of mind
I’m rollin up the windows
I’m runnin out of time
So tell me what you want aye
Tell me what you see
blind-side and from reading a script
'Cause I am seduced by reaction and under the influence
I'm slipping again
I'm up to old tricks off my wagon
I have
Bookie a wiz
Pop a bottle of coca-cola and sip the fizz
I been celebrating because I just passed a quiz
Lotta nuts in the city
I'm a start calling 'em jizz
Figurines, sticky doo-hicky and angel dust
Mescaline, niggas know better than fuck with us
I`m pimped out flossin in Reno in the casino
Big bid, fuckin
Mescaline, niggas know better than fuck with us
I`m pimped out flossin in Reno in the casino
Big bid, fuckin off feddie I could`ve put down on a crib
I does
that fuckin' door in
Don't pray for me, pray for all of my enemies I'm too real, too raw for the industry
No flaws 2k rank me I'm like 99 No flaws, 2k
show you magic trick
I'm a let you have this stick
I'll show you magic tricks
I'm a let you have this stick
I need that wap in the morning
the trick dice
And I left her ass on read, even though it was enticin'
I ain't married yet, so it's rocky on my right hand
And I'm on stage by myself,
that rich, sho' no mo', use to be poor but now I'm rich
Got it, te quiero, can't get stood up by no bitch
'cause where would I be without Celly, Celly
Don't wanna hear the hoes say nothin
Leave you on my table
You the turkey
Imma stuff-IN
I want all the treats
I'm good on all the tricks
She's out
in the stairway
With the wizard cool Keith, and I'm SPORTIN my rhymes
Funeral chimes signal the beginnin of the end
Cowboy with more in
gonna lose ya
I'm gonna give you the slip, a slip of the lip or another
I'm gonna lose ya, I'm gonna trick ya, I'll trick ya trick ya
One way
the orders in his hand
Said I'm gonna to take my trip
To the promised land
Casey Jones
Stepped into the cabin
Casey Jones
Orders in his hand
Casey Jones
the orders in his hand
Said I'm gonna to take my trip
To the promised land
Casey Jones
Stepped into the cabin
Casey Jones
Orders in his hand
Casey Jones
the orders in his hand
Said I'm gonna to take my trip
To the promised land
Casey Jones
Stepped into the cabin
Casey Jones
Orders in his hand
Casey Jones
world we would all be rich
Hating on me I'll dissolve your clique
Two tone Rolex on my wrist
In a battlefield I'm a soldier, trick
Life is what you make
head in the clouds
Clouds in my head
Got my head in the clouds
Walking on a cloud
Hey
How could you let this opportunity pass you by, pass you by, oh
tryna get my future set, I’m haunted by my past
I ain’t looking for no temporary fix
I need a permanent solution to get out this magic trick
I don’t want
I'm getting by with my wicked ways
I'm loading up and I'm taking names
I wanna dig my way to hell
I wanna dig my way to hell
I'm getting by
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