Lyrics:
Marching-marching-
King george's men came marching, up to the old inn-door.
They said no word to the landlord, they drank his ale instead,
But they gagged his
Feeling good we feeling fine
Coming back one more time just to murder the rhymes
And bitch I'm feeling like a goat
Yeah I'm back in my prime
Ain't
so live
Won't come down
We up there
Up there
Up there
Up there
Hold that
Right there
Big shine
No glare
I been
Bout mine
Where yours
Don't care
On my
Shout out to big Krit I’m tryn come down Mississippi
Tryna get my record played by the meanest DJ Millie
It’s just raps that I’m saying I’m just tryna be
that's what they like
Oh you like that huh that's what they like
Lookin' good, smellin' good, n****s respect Lil B in every hood
I hold it down for
and in my backpack
I heard somebody lookin for me
Well bitch I ain't scared to clap back
I was all good, never backtracked
Up until I got crossed like
again
‘Cause all I can think of
Are chapters and scenes of
All of the places we've been
Raised up in a small town
In the country down south
So I've been
upntin' it" (uhh-huh, my strap)
Let me slide by (gang) and this a drive-by (gang, gang, gang)
It's a good night (woo-hoo)
In L.A. smokin' opps, it's
to you like
Boom
Ah yeah
Girl I'll give you that boomin here,
There, and everywhere
In Mississippi, no I (can't stop boomin)
Louisiana (won't stop boomin)
got tricks in the stash
Stacking up the cash
Fast when it comes to the gas
By no means average
She's on when she's got to have it
Baby, you're
I'm from Mississippi, all I want is Jacksons I get the Pack and break it down, bitch, I'm
Feelin' like action My life a movie, all you see is Lights,
up and we good
Back then we was up to no good
But now we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up and we good
Yea we up
the race
Smoke on the water, a fire in the sky
It was burning
Smoke on the water
Down to the ground, it was
You know
We ended up at the Grand
to count us out
Who there by yo side when u down n out
Know a nigga got time cuz he ran his mouth
From Mississippi grew up in a dirty south
Spazz ain't got
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong
A boy is born in hard time Mississippi
Surrounded by four walls that ain't so pretty
His parents give him love and affection
To keep him strong
On Mardi Gras day the Tennessee kid
Awoke in a puddle
Of his own worst fears
Haunted by the ghost
Of vague remembrance
No corporeal beast he could
you by my side and you need me too (I need you too)
Holdin' you down (yeah), holdin' you down
Promise me you'll never change up
(Promise me you'll
you’re out all night
no curfew, bedtime live it up in the city
song make her put a hump in her back
like she from Mississippi
go party, live your
over me
Cause there's no ifs, no buts, no maybe
Chorus:
Cause baby you're good enough, good enough
You in my life it's so much better
Baby you're
a candy crush
I'm falling down the stages my message is written in the skies
I'm not alike I should tell my story it's only good vibes
I'm full out diamonds
Good life
Part 4
You sick of this song
But I needed more
How can you not want the good life
I feel it down in my core
Coming up out my pores
Spillin' all
bodybags
I hung em up in Mississippi and bum fuck
This is Chuck so what the hell
You think I did it for
To open doors from Carolina to Arkansas
couches, ounces, by the fountain
On James all night man, it’s going down
Sacked up, band up
Vic higher than a truck
30 in the 40,
Try to rob,
I’ll cock
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