Lyrics:
Ariat on my boots
That shit you dropped was a fluke
I'm pressing the button like oppenheimer yeah that's right i drop nukes
This ones for the troops
ask me how I hit it
That bitch really thought I knew
In a two plus two, its a coupe, I don't need no group
You ain't true, you a fluke, in a Nissan Juke
to you niggas that burner on me
I be playing it safe
I'm clutching my heat
But I'm playing it cool
Niggas fake, they don't play by the rules
Nigga snake
now they wanna ride
(And) now they wanna slide, blow bali in the ride
But it's only room for this cali by my side
And Cali by my side when I'm fuckin
the fool
Getting caught by my own rules
From distant traces of distant faces
It’s quite enough of that
Grasping girls and sweetened fat
These blown out
for you and me to check in
I met with the gal from Expo
And they do have the "slab" cabinets in white
She thinks we can take the measurements
Down
In time, I will be Shame
Tamed by a tide of wine, where’s the wine?
My name is Shame and my hand is raised
My mother says I’ve let myself go
With
hope
Had to grind harder started climbin' the rope
Livin' out in Florida now I'm right by the coast
Baby girl watcha gon' do?
Is you really ridin' for
all these niggas fluke
All these hoes fluke
Put em n ah group
They always gonna say they coulda help but what they do
Been ah mystery to me Scooby Doo
You can not be on my team
You cannot not be in my group
And i'm gonna win twice just to prove it's not a fluke
Always getting my way never take
got though I ain't got a lot
Ain't nobody said it'll be easy
Give it all you got baby, everything I got
I go by Alpha Moses (that's me that's me right
I ain't got a lot
Ain't nobody said it'll be easy
Give it all you got baby, everything I got
I go by Alpha Moses (That's me that's me right there)
away
I'm tryna have those kind of days but
Maybe it's a fluke
Maybe I'm just lucky
Maybe I'm just in a groove
Maybe I'm in love with you
I don't know
climbed
to the top of these walls that nearly touched the sky
But when I approached you were there to meet me with a smile
Could this be, a fluke?
But I
Lifeline, I would risk it all for you, but would you do it too
Is this feelin' I feel mutual, or is it just a fluke
I could really give my all to you, but
as eloquent
We on the 365, one year flew by Know the eyepiece grinds and it's hard to find
Keep notebooks full of those warning signs Got a new meaning for
bad so I'm moving along, yeah
Drivin Down The Freeway
Blowin my smoke all by myself, just
Drivin Down The Freeway
[Chamillionaire:]
Koopa
She said that
what else new
We all do what we can to get by, what else new
The world filled with un-success and stress, what else new
The kids nowadays really
doing somersaults
Road runners don't fall off cliffs, they run across
Anomalies by the colonies flukes by the reservoir
Wildin' pursuers end up
written by rookies working Montreal Expos
I don't care if you act wild, bring your raps to the studio
I'm a get in your booty, yo
I'm a set up a bag
pants, yeah
Bury a million in the sand, by the clock tower
Before I die, take a hot shower
Ride the Harley into the sunset
By chance I seen her in
is not for kids
Still women sayin' it's childish the way we live
Brought a few Ws to the 6ix
Baby mama fluke, but I love her for who she is
Baby,
Frequent plain clothes
Lex spit six, arrange those
Snot nose pros
Dark skin hoes
Crazy ill fly jersey Expos
Neck froze
Fuck your set, slash vetos
you're soakin' in your seat
It's not a fluke, it's been tried, I'm the truth
Since, "Turn Out the Lights" from the World Class Wreckin Cru
I'm still
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