Lyrics:
and I don’t waste time
And ain’t nobody spitting dust on the way we ride
The cops are on my tail, babe
But let’s go out anyway
And everybody gonna
the groove - feell it
Do what ya want but ya know ya got to be cool and boogie
Out on the floor, go down
Bring it low
Close to the ground
Everybody just rock
Balang-balang-balang to mandem rock 'cause I love thee
If you live by the sword you guh fi die by the gun
'Cause all guys tell lies if all girls commit sins
I was
to catch a nigga, seats and body slit
Circle so tight
Its even harder to get out of it
People say I'm border line crazy
But I'm proud of it
Everyday I'm
Things ain't right unless
I'm by myself
Turn the lights down low
Seems every time I ask
For some help
Everybody gotta go
So I make something
Out
Balang-balang-balang to mandem rock 'cause I love thee
If you live by the sword you guh fi die by the gun
'Cause all guys tell lies if all girls commit sins
I was
Not in it for the money, not in it for the fame
I'm here to show you that real artists still remain
It ain't about the cream, everybody's got
I've been looking out,
For somebody just like you,
But then you walk on by,
cnd I knew what I have to do
The way you're moving, the way you shine,
By definition
Pressure is motion that changes
Somebody's position
And it's that type of movement
That gets everybody's attention
(everybody
a bitch cuz it's just u in that cell
Only rock with me gettin bands by myself
Chico told me keep a 40 guarding all my wealth
Everybody sayin what I'm doin
they pull that magic on you
Now ya see me, now ya don't ya
Super-cali-fragil-istic-expialidotious
Say your name when you roll out
Kiss your face in
dem always hating on me
Dem wasting energy
Keep ya enemies close by
Bait reactions out of me
But I don't bite
Leff dem out to dry like a clothes line
Everybody Loves A Comeback
Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss
It's God's best kept secret that nothing ever comes to those who wait
I'm just
the groove - feell it
Do what ya want but ya know ya got to be cool and boogie
Out on the floor, go down
Bring it low
Close to the ground
Everybody just rock
everybody
I'm trying to fuck her
So let me smash you
I got that magic stick
Make your wishes come true
You say you need a man
Man let's revise the plan
the water
They gonna think you a lobster, nigga (gang)
Uh
I just dropped a kit, you dropped out of school
These hoes wanna be famous 'til they make
knows I need it
More morbid by the minute
I been fighting demons
Violent imagery leave my lips
Quite frequent
I been mad at everybody
But can't figure out
magic
But they tell me that it's not
I think it's tragic
That they blinded by what's hot
I'm spreading love
But they tell me that I'm not
Hold me down
named the burn out sparkies
Back in the days when everybody was happy in they cabinet
And bags, I know you know, that it's a drought
Real brothers
me now
Blacked out coupe, that's my spaceship
What you say now?
Pradaas magic room, just for me
Please get away now
First I go out shop with my
pack
But he felt he was lackin'
Candid cameo was muhfuckin' magic
Strum out the chords, sit down and get spazzin'
Workin' my brain all day, no relaxin
didn’t even ask for and Auntie Val's given me again
Relatives come out of the woodwork
Carol singers make my head hurt
Death by cringe John Lewis adverts
selling out their soul
I know that everybody's born for something
Just to feed them and keep them from the cold
Sometimes you get to do the things your
selling out their soul
I know that everybody's born for something
Just to feed them and keep them from the cold
Sometimes you get to do the things your
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