Lyrics:
spread the news
Nelly took a trip from the Luna to Neptunes
Came back with somethin' thicker than fittin' in sasoons
Say she got a thing bout cuttin' in
spread the news check it
Nelly took a trip from the Luna to Neptunes
Came back with something thick and it fitting in sasoons
Say she got a thing about
even let no women slide
Fucked up niggas talking silly I don't pay no mind
Talkin' don't do shit up in my city gotta live the grind
Hit hit hit hit
This
Blood runs down my nose and the rest is fuckin history
Make a change with my dreams I’m Martin Luther King
Work by any means means no regulation follows
him out from
The Lute and brought him down to Robert's.
And then he said, "Set him up!", cous's payin' for.
And then the 800 dollars, bein' more
Ain't I
Something new to peruse
When you sick of being used by them dudes and
You know it gets better I know you get wetter
Pull to my pad December
is it lit?
Lift these bitches like a lick (yeah)
Found some Molly in my kicks (yeah)
Make these bitches take a lick (yeah)
Never though I'd live
of this is new to me
Always under scrutiny
My screen lit up from people that never talk to me
But, aye! Thanks for the Happy Birthday
Talk to you next
already been killed
I’ve been down in the basement an I’m sharping my skills
Its been a couple years now and im ready to thrill
Now that I’ve given myself
win
Nobody wanna see you bubble
If i make it out tonight bet i remain humble
Live it up we aint getting no younger
Grind hard so we never see hunger
In
it doesn't seem heartless
Throw in some hue to add color up on the piece
Then snap the picture
Shake the Polaroid
And what you get is me
A new
motherfuckers
Niggas know the deal
Niggas know who the Don is
Live from Bedford-Stuyvesant, the livest one
Peep game, uhh, what, what
Out of this world
on Barbee street , yeah
Now that's everyday shit
10 toes down,
Ashton, Larry, stay strong
Long live my nigga Jut, man I'm fucked up
Hell yeah, my mind gone
has deepened
From old age they've weakened
And I've tried speaking
But my tongue is tied by my rigid leather hide
Your interstellar guide
All I abide by
shawties I'm hearing the bell from my time
Saved by the bell now I'm zack morris
Tension
Whole lotta tension
Moving in silent don't need the attention hall
time-lapse
Girl we be going outrageous
Know me and you is forever won't fight that
We stuck together for ages
Hit from the back and it look so amazing
Before I
bow
Endless profit from their wars
Making slaves of all the poor
Our new god is on the hill
The Almighty dollar bill
I want to burn down Wall
up styles
Niggas done grown those are new tiles
Tired if broke get off ya ass
No one is coming you see me at last
New money calling nigga where you
down
Don't be a disgrace
It's time to change your life over
Turn over
Think over
And live up
To the standards of Christ
CHORUS
Teenage life
learnt that ain't shit funny
When Otis told them to pay me in money
This is the life that we live
And I ride with a gift that is far from lucky
But I'm
solution
And I prayed and somewhere during my prayers i pray for you
I look Up all i see is the sky high
Made it to the top, all I need is Weed and 1-9
Am
pay homage and dos e doe my sonnets
I school y'all niggas slow on socios and economics
You mostly know about the dough from airplay
You only
Power, power, power, on the minds of those without it
Cowards in high places refute this world is ours
Flowers from [?] the light rerouted
I watch Ms.
live in the moment
Can tell by how I push up on you that I really want it
Thats why its lookin like we sexing in this club
Girl I can teach you
Discuss these down is the new up live from the basement by radiohead Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In