Lyrics:
huh
Four was mild but five is so wild
I can smoke a green mile
Got a chrome nina Rolls shined up for you, baby, blin' blaow
I rock a throwback
tell you what it is or what it ain't
Please roll me up another dank, another smoke
Though I see it as the antidote
To cure my daily anecdotes
I see my
ops and drop them all if nobody attack them call
Me know them want man fall
Ina private room Ina bird rock club shift way
You gyalfren jaws roll with
Ya’ll some cat toy rappers getting whooped by the pussy
I beat the box like the fat boys before I roll up the cushy
It’s Mykel Hawk I’m on my grown man
Ya’ll some cat toy rappers getting whooped by the pussy
I beat the box like the fat boys before I roll up the cushy
It’s Mykel Hawk I’m on my grown man
know imma stay forward
Purple golden kush always call it the laker sack
Blue and yellow color dro call it the pacer pack
Green and white mid call it
Yup!
1, 2, 3
As it is plan to see
I go by the name of Jermaine Dupri
Dope man fresh in the place to be
And uh
[Chorus]
Oh, I think they like
man movin' 'cross the stage?
It looks a lot like the one used by Jimmy Page
It's like a Relic from A different age
Could be, ooh-ee
If there's rock
to fight without him
I had 14 great birthdays without him
He never even sent me a damn card
To hell with him
Breathe It
I didn't need him then
Out
And I
me the clarion
They call me the clarion
Trumpet blowing, fuse that rock n roll
With that Jesus musik cause I got the soul
Jazz notes with the comical
Woo Woo Woo
Lets see what kind of voices I can make for this one
Yeah
Fuck with it
Rock with me one time
Off Waite
Got a ride back out west
Just so I
Can't tell by who I'm on the phone with
Tell little boy just grow up, shut up, roll up, go get your funds up
In this life, it's one or two
You better
said
A little snotty nose dirty denim dirty deed
Got the eagle P.O.V you blinded by greed
I'm a rock like I wanna rock Roll like i wanna roll
Word
Elton John or Lionel Richie
Call up my butler, get clothes washed by the maid
Ivory soap; this is clean; feel like Cascade
I count the bills, roll
(rat)
I call him like, "Listen, the extra two-fifty" (bought him)
He stankin' somebody shitted (stank)
He a demon at heart, so he with it (demon)
He
You legit? Spit a bar
What? See I won the show
Got the illest flow
Finding loads of bank rolls in my underclothes
It's the original
And everybody know
I
use to call us menace
Now we made men
And we get it rocking like a great band
Drummers on me they dont wanna see make less
Diamonds sparkle and they
expressions
But believe me
Don't call me different
Just call me by my name
And I'll call so we can kick it
Diner dates
Finer space in due time
Went to sleep
Baby baby baby it's the alkaholiks
But I can freak the mic no matter how ya call it
Metaphors grand, and I'm the great man
Drink a whole fifth yes I can
getting worse
And bitch I'm gone
I sit in the trap and rock
And roll till it's all gone
My partner call, say he got bub
I say it's all wrong
Call me back
before, I'll say it again
I'm playing to win
I punch lines grazing the chin
And then, the rhyme ends with a knockout blow
So you could call this a knockout
Call us white trash like we care
But we don't
Is it white trash when we're happy and broke?
Then I'm white trash, but I'm not alone
White trash
Drinking
the land
And rock-n-roll was young, ya'll be damned
But we were four and yeah four were we
Hey guys, it's a symphony, it's a symphony.
Jelly smeared across
it out
On the road to riches I ride for mine with a great amount
If you got that baggage I'm puttin' ya'll in conveyor belts
Ain't no love and hip hop
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