Lyrics:
scream at the chauffeur
I ain't mean, I'm just focused
I ain't mean, I'm just focused
Pour the lean out slower
Got us clean out of soda
Before
as you ride by
A chauffeur at the wheel dressed up so fine
I'll never love another my heart and all my dreams
Are with you in that long black limousine
I'm talkin murda on that pussy, I'm a goon bitch
You spend the night, you make it home by afternoon bitch
Move quick, that go a rack
Bust it ho, you
scratches you, 'specially if you black dude
They don't give a shit unless the accused just happen to rap
And they can look good by painting him as bad news
Manfred Mann's Earth Band - Play With Fire
Well you've got your diamonds
And you've got your pretty clothes
And the chauffeur drives your car
You
a thought, all my bitches on da side never get caught
Lead by example on weak niggas follow getting paid is da motto and I bet a bitch swallow
Time never
and salute
I keep it classy and don't wear a suit
I got a chauffeur for when I commute
Don't ask my ETA, bitch I'm in route
Shut em the fuck up I put em
money
Imma just leave that boy clumsy
I keep a pole by myside
Hitting the dash no don't hide
A nigga can't disrespect me
No I ain't get mad but you seen
I show the gang and we highfivin' (gang)
(Offset, uh)
She give me face in the Wraith (face)
This semi, it shoot by the trey (grraow)
Baby's gone shopping
By: jimmy buffett
1988
There are ten pictures of marilyn monroe in my studio
and I always fantasize while I'm singing about
Rolling weed up and smoke it
Take your bitch home and poke it
Juicy begin so faded
Thank God I got a chauffeur
Only good Cali' bud
Pulling hoes bad
dark
I did my dirt but got a good heart
Shouldn't that count for somethin?
I was told I'd amount to nothin, most of my childhood
Liked by folks it
by this
But I think ya ass fine as shit
And that's straight up real talk, all bullshit aside
She replied, "I, like to do the wild thing"
Actions
happened one day
While I was driving to my home
I just happened to have my car radio on
When I heard the jockey raving about
A brand new smash
By a kid
in them Rolls, the ones that come with chauffeurs
Who the fuck the DJ? He playin' all my hits
Say who them niggas puttin' on? Bet they got all
Yeah, I go by the name of Cassidy the Hustler
And I brought two of my niggaz with me
And we about to shut the industry down
Ayo Wheezy let's get
pick a flight in no time
I'll be by my own business, why you busy minding mine?
You was on my level we both came from the ghetto
And later were
that chauffeur smokin' cigarettes
By that long white limousine
I could just imagine
What was goin' on in there
Sunlight streamin' through
Queen Latifah is giving you a piece of my mind
A rhyme spoken by a feminine teacher
Rhymes I do employ, no time for slimy toys
I'm steady and stable
chauffeur smokin' cigarettes
By that long white limousine
I could just imagine
What was going on in there
Sunlight streamin' through the stained glass
Those
to stay sober
Lay on the sofa, better yet, dial my chauffeur
[Ghostface]
Who's the Wallabee kid, stressed out, could never be Son
Ricochet daily hit
else?)
How you mad I'm on the block with gremlins? (What else?)
War time, don't sit by the window (what else?)
This a Patek, this not a Cartier
Time is
gotta be rock'n roll
To fill the hole in your soul
There's gotta be rock'n roll
To fill the hole in your soul
My friend Sam is a chauffeur, Annie
a Maybach-er
You can tell the chauffeur he can park it right there
And I'm a walk up to the club upstairs
And when I come down he can bring it back here
She's
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