Lyrics:
stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks
Some of that real sticky-icky-icky
Ooh-wee, put it in the air (air)
Boy, you's a fool D-R
Ha-ha
spending all this money on these hoes, not me|Used to hump all week, in my ' computer love by roger trapman|If you see one of my immigrants, they looking
steppin' thowin'
His 6 in the air to Hotel
Like he wasn't tellin' his girl
It don't get no better
Like he wasn't in his hood
Talkin' about "im a hustla"
That
, we met when I had worked at Hollister
She love my hair and by that I guess you guess Adrianna
Cause, she had worked in the salon right next
stress, no seeds, no stems, no sticks
Some of that real sticky-icky-icky
Ooh-wee, put it in the air (air)
Boy, you's a fool D-R
Ha-ha
walk is big-boss don’t have to try
You compliment me you’re by my side
Up and down you love to ride
You’re my drug in the middle of the night
Want some
Gamblin' every time we put a record out
Just lookin' for that hook (Wait, Dre, look)
Shorty, I love you and you love me too
We were meant to be
'Cause,
the boys gave me a beer... or a bunch
Air that's so hot
You could fry an eggy
Seatbelts and slides with that certain subtle touch
A beer with a girl
Who's
the poor
And after all you can say you saw
Cypress Hill, stompin once more
I play it by ear, I love to steer
The fifty-seven Bel Air from here to there
rather be writing raps, it's over fags
I got a fresh supply of body bags
Won't hesitate to put you in it
That's the only time that I'll ever zip it
If you
She said
Went on a boat going down by the river
Plenty more supplies
Seen a lot of planes going up in the air
Do you ever get the feeling
That
with them
And by them
I mean the people that you grew up with
And you would give a rib for
The snake from the Garden of Eden
It bit them
They're the ice
I walked through the door with you, the air was cold
But somethin' 'bout it felt like home somehow
And I left my scarf there at your sister's house
suggested that, um, you do nice stuff for other people on the album. Like you make a song that's like, um, somehow like a nice song for other people. Right
the sky is where I reside
Seems I am the guy you can't deny
Seems I am the guy, who will supply
The clouds that you'll climb; take it there
We're taking our
the hourglass (the hourglass)
Never take for granted how much time you have
I just dropped my newest album, used to doubt that I could
But it's lacking what it
that Pimp caught two cases
He got probation, said, "Fuck you hoes"
We finish the album, got ready to do a couple shows
And then he violated, one month
love in the streets and played on the air
But the homey putting us out, wasn't playing too fair
Had to separate ourself, bring in a new team
But
is
That's what happens when you make shit that's timeless
That's what happens these rappers is the pioneers
What do it take to be a legend like Nas
the Air Ones, the Hustler shoe, that's what I'm accustomed to
How many y'all got criminal minded you you you y'all don't be blinded
Me I got no jewels
Y'all saw me at Kanye's third album with my cap no cap
Keep going video really happened ain't just rap
Barz just like that
When my family saw me
back
Never use force i just pop up with the beat now they asking how i do that
I don't respond coz only thing i know is momma told me you can do what
show love
So my dick you ain't gotta ride it
Imma real king I strive to be
Cut you off if you lie to me
No thug nigga
No drug dealer
So humbly I supply
and get up on that ass
i commandeer the turntable, thats my first mission
because the dj aint spinnin he bullshittin
go from california love
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