Lyrics:
into the deep end
By unpopular demand
But what I been through’s what I wrote through
I cuss, fuss, but courteous as fuck when I approach you
This album's
I Love a Girl Who Parties
Lyrics and Spoken Text by Moy Eng and Music by Wayne Wallace
Spoken Text
Growing up in 1960's America
A traditional
to articulate these words for my art
This is just a part of me
Have ya heard by the grapevine? No
Babe, do some figure eights on my ass
Let me know if you can
on another level
No Geppetto
I heard she get freaky when she off Prosecco
Push the pedal till my feet go numb
I swear that imma need a medal from this next
me, back in 1984
When I went to a party with the master plan
To step up, and put the mic in my hand
Everybody was there, from junior high to high
[Dr. Dre]
Hey, hey, Snoop, what up? This your nigga, Dre
Hey, man, I was thinkin' I ain't said shit on your whole motherfuckin' album
So check it
for it
My clothes made local
But my life stay foreign
Travel round the world
The best way to get richer
Fan base from Burma
To cities you ain't heard
that was fancy?
I think imma tear the world like the president
Crashin' hotel parties and the residence
I'm over here just blessing people by just
of some insecurity or somethin' they heard on the radio
But say its just to party, and thats not the way to go
Partly dont know how to deal with they
are lame?
No octane just can't play the
Game quite the same i'm in the passing lane
Shoooom I go by you like
A Japanese bullet train
I heard you trying
Who is chillakill ?
Never heard of him , I heard he sucks ,
I hear the opposite , he just drop this new amazing album , let's hear it
you never
got a mayor
You write your name with a Sharpie, I write mine in stone
I knew that the world was for the taking and it wouldn't take long
We on, tryna
Switch the topic, I drop it
Fuck around then leave them all concussed
When I bust, no thrust
World we livin' in is fucked
Industry rule number four
a fuck about your foreign
You could've saved that money by exploring
Not the world, I mean your inner self
Spent too much time chasing the wealth and lost
MOTORCITY B Da Muzik
I just want you 2 wrap your arm
I mean your wings around me
And just help me fly GRANNY
On the phone with show-up Gotti, He say
dance; spin that record babe
(Do-do do-do)
Even when the sky is falling down
Cause music makes the world go around
When it moves you you know it's got
Watching Big Dawg slingin' EPs and albums
We turned around and did "Vybez", put it on Apple
Breakin' loose, making moves, U-Haul and prune juice
Never let
heard you heard that I was fly so I'm Dumbo to my listeners
Gimmie them inches I make miles out them, bitches
Brew, listen, you couldn't do a mountain
by his side while leaving Egypt land
I sometimes feel alone like don't nobody understand
And yes I've heard the parable about footprints in the sand
The people - the will of the people - has been heard, and the will of the people has been heeded.
We've learned again that democracy is precious, democracy is
That you neva heard befo' (aww yeah!)
We comin to take this why'all, take this why'all
We comin to rock this why'all (this is a world premier)
Why'all
you ride around ya city
And now its goin down like the beats by Nitti
Meet me in the mall. Or meet me where they all
Fall through like the temp
What I mean by lounge, I don't mean bitin, huh
You mess around, and we'll be fightin
It's alright if you bite, but don't recite
because the rhymes
dangerous I need a cross and bones Lounge,
homeboy,
you in the danger zone What I mean by lounge, I don't mean bitin' Huh,
ya
mess around and we'll be
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