Lyrics:
That wanna hit it too, I'm not the type to be actin' selfish
Set it out and let it out and I'll be right back just like Elvis
'Cause the postman rings
Whoever we are
Wherever we're from
We shoulda noticed by now
Our behavior is dumb
And if our chances
Expect to improve
It's gonna take a lot more
Than
the Ph love watin' rinchels
Cause they doughnuts
They go nuts for a dozen
Shut up they spot, me and my baby cousin
It seems they were slippin' by
And we
than the deacon 'cause it's hard to fight the urge
It's hard to live and serve when you on the Devil's turf
Sell your soul for the low with no sense
never knew what all it carried
But they knew when she unloaded by the banks
Two rusty rigs roared out of there brakin' scrapin' jammin' gears
Disguised
produced, arranged, performed by, LaVonna Harris
im not in a rush i live 1 day at a time
there is a time and place for everything
like the time i used
Ay
Yeh
Ay
Sherman Harri up in this bitch yeh
Let's get it nigga ay
(Sherman Harri in this bitch)
Ooh ay
Let's get it
I don't really trust y'all
and I'm evenly seasoned
It's a lot of shit I don't believe in
I used to sell weed to the Deacon
I used to smoke bowls with my teacher
How the fuck he get
like that in a theater before! how 'bout you, rhonda?
Rhonda:
You're a worm, harry. drop dead. god, you're disgusting! don't touch me! yuck! what is
the studio
Seven nights of the week
And working hard to make two ends meet
So erase all the negative thoughts from your mind
Don't judge me by the past
of the week
And working hard to make two ends meet
So erase all the negative thoughts from your mind
Don't judge me by the past 'cause I am right this time
a deacon on the alter
Hopefully, I don't have to break bad like Walter
Get my hands dirty again and push birds
Either that or that windshield glass
a one-of-one
Sometimes the weight feel like a hundred tons
I know, but learned to carry load
'Cause that the Harris way
Go win a hundred or nothin', don't
I'm standin' right beside you
It's not that I don't like you motherfuckers, I despise you
The other different pedigree, not cut from the same cloth
never knew what all it carried
But they knew when she unloaded by the banks
Two rusty rigs roared out of there brakin' scrapin' jammin' gears
Disguised
It doesn't matter what I say, no matter what I do
Every little thing reminds me of you
It gets harder every day, I don't know what to do
Every little
your best friend cryin'
Take it low down and easy don't let your bedspring moan
Take it low down and easy don't let your bedspring moan
So your
If they don't, "we do it"
The best (Hip Hop)
I swear to give you nothing less
Nothing less
Jay Rock got flows
I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette
call that a flip
By now I'm olympic gymnastics with it
Cause my passion in this
To me you cannot hold candle
They egg you on
But you act like I won't
Dollar Dollar bills
It's like cool water
Big rocks like you brought us
Some where by Carter
Or see me rollin' with ya daughter
(What they call you, man?)
pussy away (she did what?)
Tried to call it an entanglement so it don't sound like nothin'
No, it's called cheatin', Jada, you and August was fuckin'
on a mission
Ran up a check had to make a decision
Stay broke or get up and go get it
Im fresh like a deacon a preacher or revrend
We move like the mobb my
Uh, It's DJ-Z!
Yeah
Man I like my gold
And by now you should know
Fitted from the tip to my toes
Man I like that gold
And it ain't just for show
I
co-log- nuh directly into de duo-deenum of de unsuspecting victim! now he gone see if he immune to it by e
A dab hisseff!
(singing)
Flies all green an'
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