Lyrics:
just to get a pair
Of them low top coke boys
You can catch 4 shots for yours
Nothing but 40 Glocks, and .44s
And its still 5 life
You know boy
(and u
Ha ha
Yeah yeah
Make it butter
I'm gonna Bankhead bounce!
No doubt
Ayo watch yo mouth!
Ayo, one two three four five six seven
Blaze
Aiyyo 1-2-3-4-5-6-7, blaze the hot
Trizack it sound like heaven
7-6-5-4-3-2-1 my man Meth-Tical come and get some
Player my position, hot
Huh
Ha (ha), yeah (yeah)
Make it butter (ay caramba)
Bankhead bounce, no doubt
Ayo watch yo' mouth
Ayo, one, two, three, four, five, six,
Huh
Ha (ha), yeah (yeah)
Make it butter (ay caramba)
Bankhead bounce, no doubt
Ayo watch yo' mouth
Ayo, one, two, three, four, five, six,
at yea
I was evangelizing publicly ooohhhh
I just noticed that boy that's the bread of life
Swinging around swinging around on that sign
When I would
and four for boys
Five for silver, six for gold
Seven for a secret never to be told
But there's a bird that nests inside you
Sleeping underneath your
Long Life - Prazzi-Wailer ft Mr.Morf
Pre-Chorus:
I just wanna live my life
With omo to fine, wey set, wey go dey by my side
Gurl am ready for
fire.
These four characteristics of my personality would
become the guiding force of my life and would control
everything I did or was to become.
I shall
get it sixty-eight for sixty-nine, yeah (woah)
Well, I'm just sayin', yeah, uh (I'm just sayin')
No, I'm not trippin', boy, go live your life, yeah
dollars, my friend lost his life
I'd love to spit some Beech-Nut in that dude's eyes
And shoot him with my old .45
'Cause a country boy can survive
sucked late at night by a fuckin' transvestite
Still on probation for stranglin' my boy Jason
Should be taking my medication, it's 9 to 10 I'm facin'
a direct result
Of the war by the United States
Half-life, 4.5 billion
Half-life, we waste away
Half-life, 4.5 billion
Half-life, we waste away
Half-life
love and scraps
Thank God for my country folk and family
Instead of a metaphor I’d rather
Take it by James Anderson
Damaging how they televised
through the hood
Just stopped by to say what's up
And let you know
Your baby boy ain't doing so tough
And even though you passed
Going on four long
Don't make me have to rise my rifle
Man try send some young boys for me
Don't make me have to ride by high school
Shit you man been dropping lately
Don't
on sumpthin pitifull
They see us comin they clear the block, our faces unforgettable
The world is a ghetto, and life is a plot
I'm surrounded by nimphos
This is a day in the life
See I make big money and I fuck nigga's wives
And I only skate twenty fours
Young pimpin' still slammin' them Chevrolet
and me 4 life
Champagne bottles in the club
Straight spraying
Racks on racks we cashing up
We made it
New Bonnie and Clyde we stunting
It's only just
closure
Poor boy- only four days sober
On the ground- oh his odor
Fore he knew it- his life was over
He got pulled out in the street
Got hung up by his
took another perk again, it's hurting and I'm
getting pretty faced to lower my mentum. Number 4, she out chasing after boys again
Life's out too fast,
for the nights
And now when I'm at the strip club
When you them choppas out the back window
Better run for your life, bruh
These boys crazy
future
The good life - one day we'll know, one day we'll know
(Good life) {x2}
Mama worked all night, went 2 school by day
Wanted 2 get her Master
better say died
Or you can fly high right by spooky and all that he crawls 4 (U can fly high)
Spooky and all that he crawls 4 (Everything spooky crawls
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