Lyrics:
Walk in the store we don't care what it cost
And this polo by Prada don't wear no Lacoste
My pockets on vegetarian, green
My diamonds white as an aryan,
as the only prize
My days are choked in rage
Broken by your candy smile
Living happily
Diggin' deeper on our way
I can't stand it there
Take another day
Love
Wake up every day blessed for another one to be sinnin
To bed every night joyous came out on top to be winin
Captain our own ships we steer
Diggin
Yeah yeah
Man hop in the Willy, I got some homies in Philly
They diggin holes in the city, he gettin' busy
He really one of the really good homies
Standing by the gates of hell I rang the bell, yeah
So farewell now is too late to repel, yeah
I only fear you'll see me how I see myself
I turn
Standing by the gates of hell I rang the bell, yeah
So farewell now is too late to repel, yeah
I only fear you'll see me how I see myself
I turn
Standing by the gates of hell I rang the bell, yeah
So farewell now is too late to repel, yeah
I only fear you'll see me how I see myself
I turn
her aura she wanna shot caller
Wanna be with a baller shot caller
Can tell by her aura she wanna shot caller
Back on the scene, crispy and clean,
The virtuoso untold impresario of sound
Composed from within enclosed now unfolds
Toes tap as a reaction, adapting to pattern of rhythm
Diggin' what
the "Diamond in the back, sun-roof top"
Diggin' the scene with the gangsta lean
'Cause I'm the E, I don't slang or bang
I just smoke motherfuckers like it
the "Diamond in the back, sun-roof top"
Diggin' the scene with the gangsta lean
'Cause I'm the E, I don't slang or bang
I just smoke motherfuckers like it
Couldn't know, but buy a .44, blastin' a playa hatin', wantin' more
With a thug passion
Puttin' down mashin'
Control by this thug's passion
Unlike them
creeped away real slow and jumped in the six-fo'
With the {diamond in the back, sun-roof top}
Diggin' the scene with the gangsta lean
'Cause I'm the E, I
thought I'd get her close 2 me
If I'm stuck in some groovy wet dream
Don't pinch me
(I don't want to wake up)
I'm diggin' the scene (dig it dig it)
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Hybrid
I've been diggin in crates ever since I was livin in space
Before the rat race, before monkeys
Waa-aah, at Smokey Joe's Café
Waa-aah, at Smokey Joe's Café
One day while I was eating beans (at Smokey Joe's Café)
Just sittin', diggin' all them
One day while I was eating beans at Smokey Joe's Café
Just sittin', diggin' all them scenes at Smokey Joe's Café
A chick I'd never seen before
in permanent Grief
Till I take me one of y'alls den I can't have no relief
The thirty hangin by my balls I pull dis bitch Yu deceased
That's for any
in permanent Grief
Till I take me one of y'alls den I can't have no relief
The thirty hangin by my balls I pull dis bitch Yu deceased
That's for any
saare aane waale time ch karangey
Scene blow
Sarfirey londe ye
300 sparta jese !
'Weak hoe' tussi bade
Bleak ho bachogey kese
Selaab se ?
Beach
the city roses when I blackout (Hand the city roses when I-)
Not a Big Boi, but my pockets feelin' fat now
Was a OutKast in the scene (Yeah)
'Til my schemes
But surrounded by cowboys
Indigenous but wiped out
Diggin' new ditches
Can you dig it
Turnin' tricks at the tip of politics
The devils slick,
Killin me softly with your songs
Bring the noise but surrounded by cowboys
Indigenous but wiped out diggin new ditches
Can you dig it
Turnin tricks
I must admit, I love it when you comin by my way
Makes me feel good inside
I cherish it, my favorite part of day
You kinda wave as you go passin me
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