Lyrics:
been a long time comin' so I can't turn around
And say this music shit has got me down
I've been up too many nights tryin' to get my rhymes right
Make
I been feelin like it's my turn
Needa top down when a young boy swerve
Gotta get them racks came up from the dirt
Straight facts get it for I end up
to see you
And I came around
It's always to see you here when I come around
Or when I'm plain come, comin' down
Then everything goes backwards
I
to city I'm a menace as I pass by.
Rippin' up shit just so you can remember I'm A straight up nigga that's done
in, gunnin' and comin' Straight at yo
out at the clubhouse
Chickens who lickin' or spit a nut out
My name within itself is a language that bring you wealth
Careful comin' at me
walls comin' down
Now you can't stand it, you've been touched
That's when I felt the blood rush
Gettin' closer and closer with every thrust, take
too long
You ain't tryna pull down shop, nigga, move on
I'm in LA in a mansion with the pool long
She was bald head at first 'til her hair grew long
I can do and then get down on my knees
Cause I can't make it by my lonely, Jesus help a nigga please
[Chorus]
Yeah, much love to everybody
see you
Catch 'em bad, walk down, face 'em with that heater
The devil under your feet, you're on your way to see him (let's go)
Stretch me one, I
'em
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico **
Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our muskets 'til we looked 'em in
'em
Down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico
Old Hickory said we could
Take 'em by surprise
If we didn't fire our muskets 'til
We looked 'em in
Sandy came to meet me
To the secret little bay down by the shore,
Where once a time she told me
That she couldn't live without me no, no more.
There
Their lies
Upside down, upside down, down
Their lies
Upside down, upside down
When you pull up, will you pull it?
Are you the shooter? Trigger
Reggae, Dancehall music
Industries rocked by BDP
So girls throw your hand in the air
Put 'em down, turn around
And move your bo-dy-dy-dy beat Change
Hot
a small town
Everybody's comin' from miles around
When the sun comes up we'll be gettin' down
It's a big time in a small town
Walkin' down
yo' wigsplit
Goin' off on any bitch like that
With a gat
That's pointed at yo' dome!
So give it up sucka
I'm down with Anybody, "Drive-By, muthafucka!!"
I plopped down in my easy chair and turned on Channel 2
A bad gunslinger called Salty Sam
Was chasin' poor Sweet Sue
He trapped her in the old
know, with your flow, when you're out getting by
Believe me, what you see is what you get
And you see me, I'm comin' off as you can bet
Well I think
an upstairs bedroom (pull your pants down, come on)
Once again, his conscience comes into play (shit)
Now, listen to me, while you're kissin' her cheek
getting hot and heavy
In an upstairs bedroom (pull your pants down, come on)
Once again, his conscience comes into play (shit)
Now, listen to me, while
on spending sunny days this way
We're gonna talk and laugh our time away
I feel it comin' closer day by day
Life would be ecstasy, you and me endlessly
Well, they blew up the chicken man in Philly last night
Now they blew up his house, too
Down on the boardwalk they're gettin' ready
For a fight,
The days go by
Every night, when the sun goes down
Just another lonely boy in town
And she's out runnin' 'round
She wasn't just another woman
And I
I plopped down in my easy chair and turned on Channel Two
A bad gunslinger called Salty Sam was chasin' poor Sweet Sue
He trapped her in the old
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