Lyrics:
I feel it's time we shape back up, baby
It's that time of year again
Don't Come Outside, Vol. 2 on the way
Y'all only rock with me 'cause I'm
(ah) uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah)
Uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah)
[Will Smith]
Been to the mountain top
Down to the valley
Philedelph to Cali
Y'all feel me like
it loose up in here, go crazy
(Let me see you nod ya head)
The way you're bouncin' and shakin'
I know you're feelin' me, so get up out ya seat
Come
a minute
Don't compare me to them other niggas
Desert Eagle, Smith & Wesson
I'm about to go to war, gon' pledge allegiance
Where the real friends at when
it, baby
You got a big ass bell?
Let me see you jingle it, baby
Wanna talk about cars? Let's talk about it
Wanna talk about houses? Let's talk
it, baby
You got a big ass bell?
Let me see you jingle it, baby
Wanna talk about cars? Let's talk about it
Wanna talk about houses? Let's talk
lived there. Freddie introduced himself and told Mrs. Smith about his dream of becoming an interior decorator. Mrs. Smith was intrigued by Freddie's
forever see me flossed, Spyder with the top off
Third gear I got lost to the million dollar law
J.G. with a fleet of bitches take your tops off
I'm
I'm the type to let money talk for me,
My flow is art, unique,
My flow can part a sea,
The only thing on a mind of a shark, is eat,
By any means,
when time stopped.
Garcia does something that makes me forget about those car speakers forever. Garcia, a genius, grabs me by the arm and he walks me out
Jay
Fuck that
This is it right here, baby
You know what it is
Yo, I used to have bad luck
Now you might see me in a Jag truck
Mad stuck,
the house, when I think about
When I see you out, when I hear about
I want my baby back! And I thought it would be easy
But it's hard for me to let you GO~!
do me?
I love to go on about the funk, matter of fact
I'd love to be another funk front runner
But first we gotta deal with the fronters
So I can't
(brrt)
Fuck your whole set and your clique, nigga (fuck 'em)
Got a gang full of duds and some broke niggas (Ey)
Diamonds on me, what's the price?
When he came to see the house, he was like
"Oh, this is like the places you used to take me
I'm glad you like your house"
Did it on my own, I'ma do
can suck a dick
Okay, tell me shit, Lil Wayne fuck a bitch
Lil' nigga, big money, big gun full of that shit
Nigga I ain't Will Smith, nah, I ain't
This remind me of before we had insomnia
Sleepin' peacefully, never needed a pile of drugs
Everybody was college-bound
No dollar amounts
In God
Won't peep no more 38 baby, 38 raised me
But I won't let my 38 change me
Gotta come up, won't sleep 'till I make it
Gotta get out, I'm stuck in the Matrix
by the way imma shred it
East coast, we the beast coast
I'll be damned if they really think they could beat us
We know, you can't see low when it
Let's see if he can be ya savior
When I cave ya chest in with me murder weapon
They can't find out Smith and Wesson
Only glocks and street machines with
acting how can I take you serious
Asking question about me online don't make you curious
Come at me physically witchur banter don't be delirious
Ajust
(you'ont believe your ears)? And you'ont believe your eyez (you'ont believe your eyez)?
Ain't see me comin' (ain't see me comin')? Caught ya by surprise (by
TARGET
Braggin em taggin em draggin em mad hollow-point rhymes in my mic
Choose Smith or assault over Magnum (huh)
So back up off me, here's a clip
out my clothes, y'all niggas know it ain't no lackin'
I'm in the Nola wit' them smackers
I heard a nigga want me dead, huh
Well, come and see about
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