Lyrics:
When I dress it's never nothin' less than Guess
So I walk with a bop and my hat turned back
Love commitin' sins and my friends sell crack
I got it
When I dress it's never nothin' less than Guess
So I walk with a bop and my hat turned back
Love commitin' sins and my friends sell crack
I got it
now you got your chance to be raw
So Billy yoked her up and grabbed the chick by the hair
And dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
She
the basement
Never keep the guns the same place where the safe is
Never keep the fun?s the same place where the base is
Yeah, she's got the li'l' crib in
on ocean
Out here with that bag, I'm ocean
Damn she got splahhhh, its an ocean
I'm the zaza man, Billy Ocean
I just wanna bag this on ocean
Out here with
rounds
You don't wanna here the sound sound
Don't wanna hear it's melody
I've done some shit punishment by death and Ian got a felony
Someone explain that
Billy oaked her up and grapped the chick by the hair
and dragged her into a lobby that had nobody there
she struggled hard but they forced her to go up
I'mma die by the trigger
Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger, Die by the trigger
Now yall gon miss me (If I let lil woedee kill me)
Now yall gon miss
man, here we go with them choppers and guns
Choppers and guns, choppers and guns
Hope you got choppers and guns
Niggas gettin' smoked at the Exxon
Billy's left hand
His jaw got taut and the town stood still
A collective breath was held at the moment to kill
Under Stetsons black eyes glared from 20
bullshit
But a rednecker can't judge
That for Billy Ray to have to deal with
Record deal, fuck college
Missed out but no pyrex
My Harley got low mileage
This
Did I die by the hand
Did I die by the gun
I don't know
Did I die by the hand
Did I die by the gun
Feelin so cold
Did I die by the hand
Did I die by
mr. mac-10,
With the infrared grin, I can't pretend,
Who I be, the s-e-are-v aka billy badgate
Jack you for your safe, with guns in your daughters face
loading up the nine cause there just my be a homicide
MJG know the plan so the shit is on
by the time 5-0 come we'll be through and gone
got
only hit no miss
Is you down to ride, aint no Uber Lift
Got n*****s that slide, don't need lubricant NO
B***h you know we got some goals
When I step up
she rolling me one (me one)
And we have a convo (with who?)
Smoke and stare at the stars now
Bright like the sun
Holding me captive, she don't got a gun
fought to win my devotion
You wrought in ya mental coping
Got that seeing eye straight from the source the all-knowing
While you was doing sleepovers
But a rednecker can't judge
That for Billy Ray to have to deal with
Record deal, fuck college
Missed out but no pyrex
My Harley got low mileage
This
the chinese police
Here the dogs roll by?
Is this here they keep
The philostophers now,
With the rugs & the dust,
Where the books go to die?
How many yez got
so afraid.
Now, I've got nothing to cling to except what I felt inside,
When I cried I loved you and looked into that stranger's eyes.
Oh, I miss
stop by the gun safe
'Cause I got so many I could sift through
We don't beef on Facebook or tweet the playbook
'Cause we really gon' come get you,
Chrystal
Said he got him an issue and I owe him one
So he need to hold onto the pistol
As i left from the trap stopped by the gun safe
Cuz I got so many I
again
Sometimes I feel like going home
You swear you'll never let things go by again.
Sometimes I miss the rain and snow
And you'll never toe
She passed by my boy and I knew he was strapped
Billy pulled out his gun and shot the bitch in her back
Still wanting booty, I went for the hatchet
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