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I'm rolling up an eighth, drinking tea by the fifth
Ima take it to the face, catch me on another trip
Mann I love the taste when you put it
don't text my phone saying that your sorry
Or even worse try to go to Maury
And claim that's my kid you the fifth this week
My only weakest link
Is when
softer than an angel's kiss
But they devil red, tires double tread
I post and parks up, that gets me double head
Tight rope walking tryna keep a level head
stuck in The Matrix
Red pill, blue pill
All these diffеrent faces
All thesе different cases, shit
Y'all done seen me naked
So I'ma wear what I want now
to me was in London
but by the time I reached there little red brick house
Carrie and her father were gone
#The summer sun is fading as the year grows
Yo! It's Duro cy cy cy
YanuDuroUno
Yuh, Yuh,it's Duro
We live in the final days these times are getting tekky
Get caught up in the sky, Not tryna
going to hit this woman in the head with it
And when she went back with it, she hit me in the head
And Mommy said I cried for 5 days
And she said I,
But one day Ima have to stop and Work it out without this good ole Fifth
Now turn it up turn it up turn it up Turn it up ima drink til I see red
Now
Happy holidays
Let me come here and talk to you
I gotta stop sayin' I'm not doin' this shit no more knowin' I'm cappin'
(Great John on the beat by
the fifth day of July
For a hundred men were wounded and two were left to die
Oh, the FBI is worried, the bosses they are scared
They can't deport six
still in cahoots with nincompoops that shootout like troops in Beirut
Pull up in a red hearse with Fred Durst dressed like a nurse
With a Coach purse
night: Seishi towards the East
On the fourth: Amida in the North
On the night of the Seventh right
I want the sun, I want the moon
I want the day
it reigns hot
Making necks snap back, like a slingshot
E hustle, and muscle my way in
Then tussle for days in, on my own with guns blazing
Not for
It was laying pennies on the rail's
And sneaking off to chew Red Man
It was a Friday night win, followed by Saturday bruise
It was a first Blue
[Chorus:]
Here come the elephants two by two
Pink little pachyderms following you
It's about time you start thinking
About giving up all your
The black widow (beef no more, cold fours at your door)
She was married but four times a widow
The fifth time ditto, kiddo
Step out of line, kitko, she
got a red heart
Black man got a red heart
White man got a red heart
Tryna elevate but they walking through stairs
These days guys ain't pulling out
got a red heart
Black man got a red heart
White man got a red heart
Tryna elevate but they walking through stairs
These days guys ain't pulling out
hoes hypnotized ya
This shit is fire, but hell's hotter
Inspired by niggas that went from
Shell toes to red bottoms
Good Kids rubbing elbows with
Drug
world a wonder
If I take you in I ain't tryna pay
You lucky that I gave you time of day
And honestly we running out of space
For some people that ain't
No nine one one yeah
So bye bye bums
The reaper comes
To reign in the finite sum
You just might run
Red red it's all redrum
We all got guns
Red red
finish off a fifth, I don't see nothin' wrong
If I spend a few bands when I should have let it stack
I can make that shit back, I don't see nothin' wrong
'Cause when the day's done, red neck is from the sun
Going up, down, up, down, up, down
We're just holding it down here in BFE
Still rolling around
cheezay
Get em out and shut that bitch down
Huh? well lets ride nigga
We gettin high, red eyes, they all die nigga
Them Hot Boys started ridin
We gonna
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