Lyrics:
savage that curse queens
I'm somethin' from his worst dreams
First we handlin' first things, I'm subsurface unseen
Grat'll hold planet by purse strings
mami, go ahead and do what you do
I see you peeping me girl, so let me holler at you
I got my boys you got your girls, and we gone hit the after party
Two
at the bar love shoppin'
Gucci iceberg, coppin' two, three nice furs
One for your wife, one for your freak silver spurs
Rolls Royce too good to be true,
Ayy, live from the mix, yeah
The HK bussin' like an AK for real
This year tough, I'm tryna stay sane for real
These girls coming with the
Same-same
some good things when I get it
(Ima do it)
Do Good (And when I get it)
Do Good by your people (Ima do it)
Do Good by your friends
Boy, you better do it
Decapitate your whole crew then
Juggle your jugulars
Yeah, The Horsemen got you open don't front
You know the name by now
You know what we want
Nigga 7, 6, 5,
all, but still ain't lose the best thing yet
Bet that, usin' this truth, I know how to react
Hunger and thirst for more, stomach touchin' my back
How do
evening to the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way welcome to the party
Uh uh excuse me Mr. Kid Rock can I do my
evening to the break of day
So step this way and let your mind be free
And by the way welcome to the party
Uh uh excuse me Mr. Kid Rock can I do my
your feet up, and start makin beats on your chest and think
[Chorus: x2]
Sex, money, drugs, music
Lies, these are the things that keep niggaz...
respect, so everybody salute
And by the way Backspin, is my attribute
You may or may not, know who I am
But frankly my dear.. I don't give a damn!
You
yo (jump) yo (jump)
(first family) for the two (oh) oh (oh)
Follow instructions! crews, listen!
Who, is it? move (bounce!)
First family move
Step to the Maadness, your ass gotta go
Ain't a damn thing changed but only the year
East Coast, West Coast get the [unknown]
You don't want
chillin', loungin' at the crib, check it out now)
The, the mic is open, yo
For the Stretch Armstrong show, hosted by Bobbito
How should I start this?
Mi-Mix Tape Messiah
Mix Tape, Mi-Mix Tape, Mi-Mix Tape Messiah
Mix Tape, Mi-Mix Tape, Mi-Mix Tape Messiah
Hey I'm fins to do my thing, hey I'm repping
that'll mix you
Skip through
Warm-it-up Chris, missed you
Been cross'n shit
That's a UTEP 2-step
Trill Cosby boolin' in a
2-Stack crew neck
She spit
cash for eighty seven
Some did it got paid, some jams were never played
But I am just a poet who watched the whole parade
Go by, and why, cause they
to do."
(Verse 1)
Like sand through the hourglass
So are the days of our lives
And for that lie, only we thrive
Awakenings, as we make the dead come
motherfuckin' ribbon
Bitches got my name on em, and the nigga still livin'
Spend a condo in the club, one bottle won't do
Two bottles won't do, bottles for
ring
Your second guess is bitches, and yes or no
You're down with shit, just move around let's go
Damn..you still here, ain't nobody lookin' for ya?
Do
over, I'ma be a typhoon
I'ma live comfortably
All my girls lookin' lovely
Just know that I don't love you
I just needed your company
I won't let no one
hoppin'
Poppin' bottles at the bar love shoppin'
Gucci, Iceberg, coppin' two, three nice furs
One for your wife, one for your freak silver spurs
Rolls
your grandma stay, huh, my nigga?"
"This m.A.a.d city I run, my nigga"
If Pirus and Crips all got along
They'd probably gun me down by the end
so damn cute
Here is a bottle for you and you
Drink it up, let's turn it up
Everybody in the club put your glasses up
Yeahh
You arleady know what I
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