Lyrics:
Excuse me excuse me
I be the poetry man that was sent here by the WWBCC fanclub
You called the number 1 900 GET DA BOOT and you asked
by the book
So if i ever make it big, then they're gonna see what it took
Its that easy, Bitch
You should know this
Life is A Blur but i gotta stay
there is a big throne
Let's go, stand back up and enjoy your life
As long as you can, as long as you're still alive
Let's go, your fall was deep so let's
ass
Bands all on me come up to my crib
Smoke some big gas with me
Baby, yeah, do it baby, move it, baby, do it
Baby, move it, move it baby, do it
Rugga)
(It's D.B.E., Ahh)
You know wassup when we pulling up (Pulling up)
Big whips when we steppin out (Stepping out)
Call up the big steppaz (Big
of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs,
of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs, feel my
of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs,
of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs,
of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs,
of a couple of faggots and crack it in half
Only realized it was ironic I was signed to Aftermath after the fact
How could I not blow? All I do is drop F-bombs,
See-see-come 'n do it, Bun
See-see-come 'n do it, Bun
See-see-come 'n do it, Bun
See-see-come 'n do it, Bun
(Bun)
Back on the blocks, nigga
everything we gone by
In my city really busy get money time pass by
You so pretty
You are gorgeous as the sky
Do you remember all the times I picked you up
a mistake
Bitch made
Yeah you pussy niggas bitch made
I ain't scared of shit
I'ma drop it in a bitch face
I'ma pull up onna nigga
I'ma do what it do
Yeah I'ma
fuck with nigga's, these nigga's is salty
Wanna pull up? Bitch I got it on me
Strapped up like a dyke, I ain't using hands I don't fight
Fly in the sky
European-centered so it's not a big mystery
On how my whole family disappeared out to these parts
Everyday the pain weighs heavy on my heart
They say Ethiopia is not
to Landsdown
[Verse 3: Big Juan]
How you gon' lie about the place that you're from?
The house you grow up in, the block that you hung
Politics ain't my
to Landsdown
[Verse 3: Big Juan]
How you gon' lie about the place that you're from?
The house you grow up in, the block that you hung
Politics ain't my
to Landsdown
[Verse 3: Big Juan]
How you gon' lie about the place that you're from?
The house you grow up in, the block that you hung
Politics ain't my
the prose was profound
Do it for the strong, we do it for the meek
Boom it in your boom it in your boom it in your Jeep
Or your Honda or your Beemer
and relax (drink it up)
Park the Lamb in the back (skrt, skrt)
Big dog, you a cat (cat)
Rich in the matte black (skrt, skrt)
Twenty hoes to be exact
right
Few shots of hard liquor what are we doing tonight
No I don’t do it for the money or the hunnies that ain’t right
I wanna lose control let’s do it
All we do is smoke bitch
Roll 2
Yea I’m smoking
With the top open
Sunroof
Yea I told that bitch
To bust it open
Yea come thru
Yea now we chillin'
feeling guilty
Now it's big bottles gold bottles no jin and juice
Rolling up like 420 in the beamer coupe
Circle small but I'll do my best to keep y'all in
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