Lyrics:
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
neckin' in my tomb
Check it out yo, I smile like Groucho Marx
I make a joke, hokey pokey, and slide by like egg yolk
Play me like a punk like Penguin
smoked like Smokey
Take you back to school get coached by Smokey
Brownie the man on the walkie talkie
Ice cream man got Hokey Pokey
It's passionate we
the hood, nigga distributing packs
[Big Pokey]
My guns go off, when my fists is hard
Mobbed up 'cause nigga pistols'll scar
You got your knife on you,
worse
Cancer patients who live and die by the word
Dedication it relates to any person on this Earth
Who got something they fightin’ for when it’s worth
and scrutiny that come with being a member of the royal family, Princess Beatrice has always maintained a strong sense of purpose and dedication to her duties,
n****z stay up escape
Bos, Big V, Pokey, Mann, Mama 'cause we freakin' man
N**** just waitin' for the champagne
And 'cause that's me
(What ya gonna do
Big shiny jet plane in the sky
Please drop us off as we go by
We're an American band
And everything is rockin' out of control
When we hit
This be a message to the ghetto when will this shit stop
We lost 2 ill niggaz BIG and 2Pac
This goes to all of us so peep the session from your nigga
this be a message to the ghetto when will this shit stop
we lost 2 ill niggaz B.I.G and 2pac
this goes to all of us so peep the session from your
Big machine in the room but i still wanna sweep with the broom
Let me show you how demons move
Play hide and seek or peakaboo
Lil bro wanna step
Slowly crushed by the fact I had chase a degree
For I get to see what the universe had in store me
Hard work and a lot of dedication right Gary Vee
Not
and lil' slim in here.
Shit, Craig be , all of Beats By The Pound
Mo. be nigga with this track, KL.
Nigga Bad Azz in this bitch.
Goodie Mob, all them
Flawless Victory
Written, recorded, produced, engineered, & performed by Broc Jesch (Breezy)
1st Verse
I’m helping you committing suicide I’ll be
And cross all my T's
And by the way my GPS
You out here way to lost in these streets
I needed 2 of everything
Like I was spellin' out Tennessee
I wrote this
She know she ain't safe
I need a BBW
Big bawty women only
Ring around the rosey
Put it in take it out
Yah Hokey pokey
Don't say you love me
When you
like I'm Kobe
Greendale for the ones on hokey pokey
Big boy, light em up watch the flame take over
Make it burn so it don't get sober
Feel the heat
I finished my beats
My new Rap is gonna go down
Put it on the market?
Naw I put that shit on Soundcloud
Work and dedication?
Man who needs that shit
I put so much dedication inside this music dawg
They say I never will make it I had to prove em wrong
Go to war with the best and now I'm moving
trained to go, big tooley on his hip and he'll let that thang blow
You could see it in his eyes that this lil nigga a killa
He might not say much but you
building a legacy to pass it down to the next generations of my nieces and nephews, big cousins to my children if I ever plant the seed, lead by example but
Whenever the fuck they came around
Hallelujah I’m still alive
Talkin’ big blessing after big blessings
I’m the definition of
Dedication, plus never giving up
naughty, tellin em shorties, havin orgees
Watchin pokeys with four freaks - now that's me
I be the nasty cuban, slammin like I'm patrick ewing
Pass me a bag
(Chorus)
I don't want to go to county jail no more more more
Its a big fat policeman at my door door door
He'll snatch you by yo collar make you pay
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