Lyrics:
Better not be listening to what them boys said
No more time for us to go home and go to bed
I just missed that left so I'ma take that right
I'm gonna
tell me if I'm wrong
Yeah, yeah, I put you on top
He ain't showed you off, you know that boy too soft
Pssh, you know who gon' break you off
Pssh, who
an opportunist
I'm like I got to do this, wanna be recognized by the people I'm influenced
By
Man Just put in drive
We're going a ride on this album where
with a pride
City boy, fuck it up fuck it up fuck it up
Always on the roam, this city's my home
If I die, you can write the album title on my stone
Never
a timeshare somewhere
Rock bum wear, beach chair, write a book each year
You can write yourself out of your blessings
Wreck your Lambo the first day just by
a lame I'm out here chasing glory
Glorious times immortalized by these glorious rhymes
The notorious mind
The story goes on and on and on
Glorious times
till My four by fours are tourin your streams
Bitch
Ocean
Beach
Minds in motion my mental stay in the ocean
Ocean
Beach
Your mind is beaching I'm
a crowd
I've seen a whole country through
The window of my van
They say I'm nice with it I'm
Just doing what I can
I chopped up the Beach Boys and
Made it
wanna)
A dope beat(with my), a dope beat
Just holler at your boy named Warren G
I'm on my way to the studio, beatin and thumpin
Scoop D from Long Beach
I'm pullin up
Tonight feels good enough
Just the two of us
Hope you packed enough
For the night
We could be awhile
I'll be your fireplace
Grab you by
get out the water and dry off
Get the sand off my flip flops
Time went by like a Tik Tok
Now this place is ticked off
I'm out here sitting on a beach
like you, a sugar like you, a boy like you
She wants a boy like (me)
You got me going wild (going wild)
You got me hypnotized by your smile
Ooh I
old is you?"
I'm 19 but I deal with grown man issues
"Okay cool, at least we know you not no fool
But you look like a college boy
Why you not in
they ask about the album man we think it's G.O.O.D!
Yet still hood! yet still so pop!
Yet still so rap! yet still so rock!
How that boy so cold? Yet
you short and sweet with the love for poems?
Are you by the beach doing yoga poses?
Man of my dreams
Are you out in Brooklyn grabbin' a pizza?
to you (By my side)
You know I'm talkin' 'bout, and I got my shit right here with me (By my side)
(There isn't everywhere you go that it's—) (By my side)
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
Motherfuckin' real G's
Stop him in his tracks, show him that I am Ruthless
Yo Dre, what's up
Boy you should have known by now
Stop him in his tracks, show
don't shoot anymore
My deal got signed so the spirits all up
We shot the album front cover up by the shops
We just wanna rep the manor right, give it
make a plan, a plan
The man who made this album
I hope the outcome
Is how I wanted
I am being taunted
By idiots
Y'all is hideous
This album shall be
On the day they murdered Baby D
I'm in that Benz with Lil Boy
So lil boy don't play with me
I'm ridin' cycs through Hoover Street, my knuckles full
erupt like the Boston Mara, um never mind
So by the time you hear this, I probably wrapped an album
Y'all better fuck with this shit, I'm bout'a take you
to the beach on a cold night; we can lay here and watch the sky light taking in the world as it goes by (Oh! It's Trouble). Boy, I like the clothes you wear, But
of character that 50 sent to a wanksta...
Bitch I'm by self !
cnd I surround u like a Pickett fence protecting Biden from offensive picketers..
Im when
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