Lyrics:
you wet
Six-o-two girl the baby, yeah I really step
Aye, yeah
Yeah we on that
I have my young Mexicans, at your doormat
Hollow tips, green beams, where
from me?
Why don't you need me like I need you, bae, baby?
I still feel lonely when we're alone
Why don't you hold me? Is there something wrong with
Mack
Down by law at each and every show
Nicknamed ?Al Diesel? but for short Aldo
And when something goes wrong this is where we go
His favorite line
you never change my love
In hard times she stick by my side
Think I found the one
The lover really love me like her son
She keep really with me , she
and smile with me
Then you start dance with me
I'm in love how you move with me
So me say, Sunday (yeah)
We can do it in the what what baby
On the road doing
on the right track
Now where do we go from here?
Sick and tored of worthless statements
Pissed off with the same old songs
You stuff your moral rule book
what they'll think
Are you think think thinking now
And I
I'm barely holding on
And I'm not sure I'll see you more
Its the green wave
Turn the page
realised your all i had
With your messed up decision you i hope you feel glad, glad!
How could you do mr right Wrong, wrong
Hard work killed the bond
Clearly
fuckin' past
I just seen you yesterday
By any means was all it ever seemed to be
This reminiscin' with my past has got me
Caught up in a daydream
Stay in
To miss me
And splitted
Quickly I lit it up
No problem to get it up
Then she called and said
She needed me to help her
Get rid of what
A baby
She said she
in my tower.
That might turn your sweet into your sour,
To be honest with you
You deserve all the karma ^
You wronged me
Baby you wrong me
You
easy to be seen
When you see me ride by they can see the glean
And my shine on the deck and the TV screen
Ride with a new chick she like hold up
Next
right now it ain't the time no
You taking it the wrong way bae I fuck with you so heavy
But right now it ain't the time baby cuz I'm trying to get better
I'm pulling back
Stuck to green I'm too attached
Let me tell you what a nigga really wanna do, oh
Touched six figures and the goals got bigger
I
your strength to wake through another day so bright
Oh (oh), Kalonji, Talib
They say nothing's wrong with you it's all in your mind
I preach myself
with everything he touch
Baby it’s nothing, got racks on the clean up
Wherever that he go you gone need to sweep up
When you the source you don’t
Playin' catch-up with yourself
I'm on another level, and you can say I'm dead wrong
Even if you stay home
They gotta fight because you livin' in a war
my life and
Got an open bottle, pills, weed, a gun with no license
Got em asking 'what's going on Aq? You're never like this'
Put me in the dirt before
Hello?
Let me tell you 'bout this guy that I met
What up, L? Hope you talking 'bout a guy with a check
It's all money and it's funny I'm calling
up there in gangsta paradise
You know life is a gamble, just watch for crooked dice
Fuck with a real P, baby, I can change your life
She got a nigga
wrong and then it feels right
Oh baby there's no one you drive me crazy
There's nowhere I gotta go, oh, baby
And you know what kind of life I live
Can't
and the Dirty South
Khaki's and them Tim's and them
With the platinum mouths
Thinkin' that they blessed by the
Actions that be comin' out
When you in Magic City
baby let me know
Come and link up with the boss
Let your bad bestie come along
Hop in a Danfo te ba tiri Porsche
I'm from the ghetto make you no dey
Lootchie, black tie, bring me the ?
What it is, what it do, Snopp DO dub?
Is there any way that you can get us in the club?
Girl I'm buzzin' with a cousin
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