Lyrics:
and go way overseas with
Your name on a plane you just flown
Khalifa don't play by the rules
I don't bend 'em or break 'em
I'ma make 'em my own
Finna make
when I kick em
Niggas die from automatic gunfire
Your time to expire, nobody cry every man gotta die
When they bury me, they bury me a G
Rest in
Check it out, 1996
Bitches still sucking on dicks
Hoes just, tripping man
Choosing they men by what kinda cars they drive
What kinda keys you
son
Me and Shock up in a black Regal no insurance
We like DEA serving warrants
So tell the freaks you know to stop whorin
We goin' grab the mics
motherfucker?)
I'ma tell you right now (Hurry up)
Boy, you better calm down (man, just spit it out)
Boy, you better reckon who you talkin' to, I'm tryna talk
Like to play tha 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
I'm on another planet like
Uh yea
You won't understand it like
Uh yea
I been eating candy like
Uh yea
We still have landed like
Uh yea
I'm on another
Top floor type s***
Chandeliers with marble floors boy
My baby momma just put me on child support
F*** a warrant, I ain't going to court
Don't
Another seizure, so I woke up in intensive care
Pray you treat a poor man like he was a millionaire
Actresses comin' to see me like a movie premiere
Dope
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
There's still blood to be shed.
We've cast aside the meat and sinew,
No longer bounded by the shackles of our minds.
Of course our legacy continues,
on my chest so I can't get shot by cupid
Man man I'm the man the ladies can't understand
How I can marry my grands with no wedding band or best man
take is one to tha' head, bahdi-by-by, you rest
Solja-Rees and 'Bauds, that is how I'm dressed
I represent to tha fullest, nigga, in a Rolex
Roamin'
her
On top of that the I the are the s
Police station lookin' fo' me got a warrant out fo' my arrest
Fo' tax evasion, fake identification
Up under
the one to be caught sleeping
By another fool out creeping
While I'm chilling getting sweeted
I'm coming down real shiny like candy paint
'Bout three
like
Machetes
No doubt screwed up candy paint, killer think straight drink
Down here we swinging the tank, and every thought be bout bank
I'm a be
name (yeah)
seatbelts buckled (yeah)
I haven't been speeding than why am I wearing handcuffs (hmm)
Warrant for arrest nearly ruined my vacation (man
between right and wrong
We should all live life by one fact
Before you doin dirt, the dirt gon' come right back
I seen cats go out like suckers
I seen
the animated mind, Am I alright?
The Kemetic moral Ideal was all I was tryna find
When I got a knock on my door by the authorities
A warrant decreed by
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)
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
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
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