Lyrics:
eating snow crab, I'm in the street like the dope man
We do drive-bys in Mopeds, smoke strong like Popeye, Conan
I beat the pussy up, I just throat jab,
either with a dime or a bad duck
Double-R tee with the matchin' bandana
38-snub, blue steel with no hammer
And I see y'all niggas tryin' to glance
was distracted by noise. Something was pushing thru the strangling brush at the edge of tall shady trees. He saw the old guitar first, held high, then
club sadly and meet up with my good friend
Chris Hernandez
He asks me why my eyes are so wattery while he counted his yu gi oh cards
My counselor says my
Man I been going through it dealing with a lot of shit lately
The rent is owe my money low it's driving Me crazy
Man I'm telling y'all I gotta ball
Took me for a joke and now they back against the ropes
Could make a biography off my discography
Just know I'm that guy, fuck sobriety
Look in my eyes
waiting? you came with baggage like vacations
But your soul is vacant
If I put you on my spaceship these challenges can't be complacent
Why is you naked
My rhymes are hot stuff
Snow White just rocked up
Y'all lies and all cut
And every time they do get represented its usually by a female
Thats
a fuck, say you could run that shit back
And fuck your loud pack, and fuck your Snapchat
Cherry Bomb, the greatest fuckin' album since the days of sound
a bad bitch wanna spend time alone
Finna grab her by the throat, 'cause she like when she choked
Yeah that flirty shit, that dirty shit
That's why I stay
we together we should put it in a song
Anytime you feel you drowning mane don’t let it guide you
Let me make an album bout it called Penn’s Bayou
By
naked
But its gone be a minute
Till I give her back cause I been waitin
Out of order
Kinda sorta
Moving through the city like she know the borders
She
of your dreams but I express myself by any means
Thought that I was faded
I thought that you was faking
Happy belated
First time that I seen you naked
First
her eyes
I'm asking the Lord the same ole questions why you had to die
(Spoken by the Pimp)
...and that's that Dirty Love we got for all them lost
either with a dime or a bad duck
Double-R tee with the matchin' bandana
38-snub, blue steel with no hammer
And I see y'all niggas tryin' to glance
become ignited
I'm burning down everything the ashes wont hide it
If I get burnt too, my ego accepts it
If it strips everything let my soul bare it naked
Bank accounts, large amounts
We getting it in by the twos
Close your eyes, shut your mouth
Does it hurt when you telling the truth
Who am I
Who are
of the reasons why
Through the years I've grown to love you
Though your commitment to most would offend
But I stuck by you holding on with my foolish pride
and
Davincii's on the wall just picturing you naked
Got curves in the right places
Don't even get me started with her face that
Can light up room with just a smile
Knocked down by countless albums
Now you wonder how your ears
Just got some sexual arousal
Cuz this is how we do it
Bounce with the music
Thinking how I can
a brand-new Lexus, just moved from Texas
She came to California to model and be that next bitch
Takin' naked pictures tryin' to gain more acceptance
Maybe get
wit'cha album covers
Cross em out and put a'K
Then no Saint days, nigga, then run the fuckin holidays
'Ey! I Cross 'Em Out and Put a 'K!
Inglewoooood!
you check in
Dressed in an uniform, acting like a janitor
All blue, jumpsuit, why shoot?
Bloodthirsty for the money like a bull
Looking in the eyes
High like a plane outta lambert going to Miami
Pistol stay wit me guess u can say I keep it handy
Without it I feel naked without it a nigga lost
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