Lyrics:
I'm in a jungle
Lions, tigers and gorillas and shit, nigga
It's a lot of monkey ass niggas out here too
How to hustle nigga
Rules, laws, strategy
the night you could fall in love
You can call your mama right now, tell her you met a thug
I pop a lot of shit 'cause I can back it up
My left stroke's
picnic
There'll be lots of time and wine
Red yellow honey, sassafras and moonshine
Red yellow honey
Sassafras and moonshine (moonshine)
Stoned
And truckers playin' slot machines
I meet a lot of wannabes
Dreamin' big and livin' free like me
Charlie runs the Produce Shack
Livin' in a van out back
girl, Doggy Dogg is a oughta see
A lot of you, a lot of me
Gotta me so we got to be
All you got to do is rock with me
But don’t take too long
’Cause
We're in the money, we're in the money;
We've got a lot of what it takes to get along!
We're in the money, that sky is sunny,
Old Man Depression
Santa's on his way
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh
And every mother's child is going to spy
To see if reindeer really know how to fly
I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for
to me
Street life out my window
City-made breeze gonna stroke my skin though
Dropped a lot of words on an old brick wall,
Rob a lot of banks, got
look at me
I am the living proof
Oh yes I am
Thinking about life's been painful
Yes it was
Took a lot to learn how to smile
So now I am gonna talk to my
me comin', better step aside
A lot of men didn't and a lot of men died
One fist of iron, the other of steel
If the right one don't git ya, then
I've got a lot of memories,
To last me the rest of my life
So if you don't want to love me,
Well baby that'll be alright
I'm gonna take all
of my own people would sell me to my death
It was a lot of us on the ride and it was a lot of us that was lost
But some of us couldn't take it so some
'em
And made 'em slicker, then slick with the ruler
I've lost a lot (and learned a lot)
But I'm still undefeated like Shula
I'm far from cheap, I
Life ain't nothing but a big old twist
A lot of times when I'm smoking, I'm doing that just to reminisce
It's funny, on how s*** be
A lot of money,
[Chorus]
Oh you hear a lot of talking
'Bout what they would do to you
Oh you seen a lot of walking
Soon as they were through with you
Let's appreciate
bitch forgot, now I'm running late for sound check
And I heard the line's already to the lot, walking out the station
And that's around the time that I
too
So what you think, have a long conversation
What's on your mind, tell me what you been thinking
I'ma keep it real a lot of women in my phone
a lot of sins
And it don't make it better consumin' a lot of gin
"Blood, Sweat and Tears" I pour my soul out
Smell the flowers bitch I might just pull
Yeah, I got a lot of loot, and I ain't lookin' for a lady
And you can never play me, I'm from Uptown, baby
I wake up in the mornin', take a piss,
Now that word means a whole lot to me
Now what I mean by that, it's simple as this
You gotta open up your head
Matter of fact, open up your mind
And let
about what I've done
I use what I got, yeah
I still got big dreams and a strong heart
I got a lot of real good friends who helped me get this far
I still
Something is gon' get done
And we gon' get crunk
And have a lot of fun
And I say
Shawty, shawty
She wearing her hair
She working them jeans
She
This is me
This is my life
And I don't give a damn for lost emotions
I've such a lot of love I've got to give
Let me live
Let me live
Sometime
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