Lyrics:
worry bout the tags
I bought it
You bought it
I'm Glad I got a lil cash in my wallet
Remember when I didn't have it
True
Reminiscing on the days when we
shame by avoiding the faux pas we observe from peers
Peering thru peepholes at people deceiving themselves to escape dread
So the days grow, the sun's
on
And lounge wit ya sounds on, get thous on
The streets is filled with war and heat
I pray to you until my day of defeat
Mr papa lil soldier woah, why, no
with the blues (ooh)
Going Mr. T with the jewels (ooh)
Get salt over by your boo (ooh)
I ain't never kickin' no spooks
Nigga say he thinkin' bout
'm here babe" oh
Rudolph eyes, she call me dear mayne
(dear mayne, dear mayne)
I make it rain up on a clear day, oh
Wavy baby, every Wednesday
(wednesday,
I get it by my know how
meanest smile
how was your life as a child
did you grow up in the ghetto
around thugs and killas
though
the homies, that's on me
24/7, Kendrick reppin' these cold streets
Don't we live by it, die by it, then reincarnate
And if Game told me, "Drive by it," I
Every time I get a bag
I just pass it to my mans
Told lil bro to count it twice
Just to make sure to make sure it all there
I been getting gwap
flick ashes, got big staus, so I don't
Need a dime, I got big baggage, bitch
Yeah I blow it by the zip
Anywhere I go it's on the road on every trip
Ask my
It's a hallucination brought about by various causes
The way we are brought up being the chief of them of course
I remember, as a child, and you probably
designed to render funkable
Ideas brought to you by the makers of Mr. Prolong
Better known as Urge Overkill
The pimping of the Pleasure Principle
Oh,
every night and day
And now we get the pay back, the pay back, the pay back
Champagne kisses, hold me in your lap of luxury
I only want to fly
Down south I make em stop like DMX
And lil kids poppin wheelies on they bmx
[Redd]
Down south every other ride is on twenty inches
On a bad day I prolly
late breaking news story
every day, my music for the right words,
red right, white left,
my growing needs coincide with sewing seeds.
I think ahead
a lil' something like this
I'm in junior high with a B-plus grade
At the end of the day I don't hit the arcade
I walk from school to my mom's
on him, and do a lil' more than stare at him
Poet I know it, I Mr. modern day Shakespeare
I'm a rider survival is what it is, it ain't fear
The absolute
you liked my curls
Now I just grow it out attempting to block off the world
Spiraling out of control I'm smoking every night
I gave you six months of my
'm the author
Type the next a text a bar about how I ought do whatever
When we come together
Shinning like a gold tooth
Lil dirt but chu know I told the whole
times a day, saves alot
The family is the family
This oath is this oath
And I will die before I break it
And when we grow, we grow as one
"I've sworn
write a rhyme away
I got a call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side
I'm like what the fuck you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me
write a rhyme away
I got a call from Mr. Rogers just the other day tellin' me he by my side
I'm like what the fuck you talkin' 'bout 'til he told me
this girl, you my focus girl
Side by side we gonna show the world
We gonna dance the night away, find a hideaway
From now on girl every day's your
[Mr. Lil One (Talkin)]
Ha Ha, mothaf**kas
It's mothaf**kin Lil One
Up here with my dawg G to P to A
We fin to fuck up all 5 of you
And the rest
[Mr. Lil One (Talkin)]
Ha Ha, mothaf**kas
It's mothaf**kin Lil One
Up here with my dawg G to P to A
We fin to fuck up all 5 of you
And the rest
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