Lyrics:
hands behind your back
You're under arrest for warrants
Go to court in Torrance Monday
Monday? It's Wednesday man! Or maybe Tuesday
(That's some bullshit)
Jack Brown
You're the dirty heck that shot your woman down
Said yes, oh yes my name is Willy Lee
If you've got the warrant just a-read it to me
songs with alotta slap in 'em
The amp turned up so it sound like this
My girl ask me why I like it loud like this
I got the by 9s cross the back and I
Look like ain’t no handlebars
Chasing after skirts and candy cars
Worldly pleasures my aim and measure
Worldly pleasures my aim and measure
Look like
it in, grindin' to the ten, I been through it
Sticks in your hand, shoot on demand, I'll zip your man, find you a new one
Hold up, no way at all
We took a trip by boat
Into the promised land
To sing a different note
Man I don't understand
We wanted their attention
Our balls went up so high
nigga
I'm aiming at your Beats by Dr. Dre, nigga
I put up some ornaments today, nigga
'Cause 'round here, every day a holiday, nigga
This that Sorry 4
Brown
You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down.
I said yes sir my name is Willie Lee
If you've got a warrant just read it to me
Shot her down
You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down
Yes so my name's is Billy Lee
If you've got a warrant you better read it to me
I shot her down 'cause
finale
Who wan' test me, c'mon
Me shot pussy-hole fi fun
Hot corners, cops with warrants, every block is boring
Friday night, getting bent, liquor
Brown
You're the dirty hack that shot your woman down.
I said yes sir my name is Willie Lee
If you've got a warrant just read it to me
Shot her down
You can never touch my stuff I got the gang outside
We buy we don't lay-by
Make guap with our suits and tie
Pull up my gang by pressing rive
We 'bout
At first you wouldnt give me ya number
Now we in truck you giving me a hummer
Saw you over there ass swaying while u walking by the gravitron
So bad
Lyrics translated by HIPHOPLE.com
Maybe I'm just feelin' myself
Cause I don't worry about you lovin' no one else
Maybe I think too much of me
Cause
If these words
Ever make it to daylight
You would have to promise me that you will hold it close to your heart
So, take a moment and play by my
of y'all niggas out there, man who ain't up on this down south shit
Probably wonderin' what the fuck you listenin' to right now, ahah!
King amongst kings!
no
Lame ass niggas no more
Bein bullshit by bullshit niggas (for real)
Am I my brother's keeper?
Theres no need to ask, I'm the creeper
Million dollar
Got this pain inside of my chest
It don't make sense to carry this hurt
Man, I must admit I'm a mess
Had to dig my own dick up out the dirt
When I'm
[Intro: Joc's high pitched alter ego]
See in my hood, we got monkey bars... and candy cars
I'm the man right here, everybody know my name in my
a hundred G's, I had me blockin' out of jail sentence
I'm recognized by the illest of individuals
Killers and criminals, even willies that's really into
These are the ghetto highlights
To the niggas who smoke indo chocolate Thai and stress
Niggas who got warrants out for they arrest
Be it wrong or right
These are the ghetto highlights
To the niggas who smoke indo chocolate Thai and stress
Niggas who got warrants out for they arrest
Be it wrong or right
a hundred G's, I had me blockin out of jail sentence
I'm recognized by the illest of individuals
Killers and criminals, even willies that's really into
the blue van
E's upon on us, cause of warrants
While we smoke hash cheese enormous, stack cheese
Travel the world like Taurus, went half with Sosa for four
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