Lyrics:
Every night I sit here by my window (window)
Starin' at the lonely avenue (avenue)
Watching lovers holdin' hand an' laughin' (Hahaha)
And thinkin'
Taffy-Apple Tango Mambo Cha Cha Cha
(Heel and toe?) I don't know
Last night at Papa Joe's my buddy met a lovely dove
She was the kind you never find but
Making hits by my lonely, Caz Carter can’t control me
It’s different now brand new that’s the old me, hit up kellso he said heat only
Haters mad cuz
a nigga by surprise, I was astounded
He a real cool dude but why he call me clownin'?
You say'n you don't know bout it? Know bout what?
Atlantic
thirty-eight by twenty-nines
And two dicks got these shits looking hella tight
I pop tags in morning, I pop the bands at night
VBS on neck and wrist man I'm
rude
I send for the head top rearranger
Go home and do the math
I'm Jme multiplied by Maxwell Ranger
Way too serious
And if you don't wanna get taken
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
Hello
Your album come out soon, and this is all you got
What you mean, all I got?
You don't think this is dope?
Ha ha, this shit sucks
You need
I been tryna get it right
Hella thoughts spinning 'round my head at night
I really thought I would live forever
I really thought I would live
[Too $hort]
Album number 12
Short Dogg still in the house
I ain't going back into retirement
Life is
Anything is possible try hard
It ain't
Indeed truly we are the mighty mighty BDP posse
This is our fourth album and we're still not takin' no shorts
Yeah, ha hah!
On the wheels
half a Vicodin, why can't I?
All systems ready for take off, please stand by
Sometimes I feel so alone, I just don't know
Feels like I been down
they know and shit
And on that note, I keep it G
Like track four, "Kick in the Door" by Notorious B.I.G.
Don't believe me, look that shit up, I
Judas
Got my nine with six sharpshooters, now let's do this
I got niggas that shoots to static, you don't understand
How I'm all up in you niggas TV's
use
Take me by the hand while
We do what lovers do
It matters how this ends
Cause what if I never love again?
I don't need your honesty
It's already in
whip drive by
It's Diaz up on it again, oh my
'Nother new album that's no lie
Thought that was it? I ain't never say bye
You do what tell you you don
snitch
Hood nigga principles
Abide by it, live by it, die by it, nigga
Even when I'm finga fuckin' hoes
Finga on tha trigga diamonds in my crucifix
Feelin'
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
If you ain't chasing dough
We don't vibe vibe
If you ain't chasing dough
We don't vibe vibe
Working with my niggas
Every night night
Working with my
if it's not the first album it'll be the second album, if it's not the second album it'll be the third album. I'm not just trying to say imma come out
been on my vibe like twenty years straight
Don't fuck up my high (fuck up my high)
Nights like this, I could fuck up a pie
And still be straight
I’m putting my heart at risk
But what’s living life if you don’t take a risk
Why don’t you just take a risk
All through the night
You’ll be by my side
yet
Don't doubt Sarajevo Noise Beat it'll put you into debt
We makin these albums, and it makes a lotta sense
That they make almost no sense
We're
PM it's getting late
When it's night hitting half past eight
So when my album comes checkmate
I've been treading water so long in the deep end
Swimming
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