Lyrics:
Everybody's trying to be my baby, now
I woke up last night, half past four
Fifteen women knocking on my door
Everybody's trying to be my baby
rely on myself, oh no
Last year got addicted to Xans
Suffocated my name and started to miss my chance
La for four months end up leaving right back
as well
The well that inebriates the guilt
One, two, one, two, three, four
Cold turkey's getting stale
Tonight, I'm eating crow
Fermented salmonella,
Of Tony's Two By Four (of Tony's Two By Four)
On the Bilbao shore (on the Bilbao shore)
But there were friends galore (howdy do, howdy do)
And there was
and I and
Every nigga is a star?
Hit me!
When the four corners of this cocoon collide
You'll slip through the cracks hopin' that you'll survive
three times
Pay you a nickel a day for every inch you sink it to
Go on and do what you say you can do
With a steel-nosed hammer on a four foot switch
desire
Let me stand next to your fire
Let me stand next to your fire (Repeat 4 times)
Listen here, baby
And stop acting so crazy
You say your mum
Oh solo Dominique [Repeat: x4]
Take this in hand
Said he who stands
Behind the chair
A broken table there
Every christian lion hearted
Yo man, I got this def Rolex watch, man
A hundred and thousand watch, man
I sell it to you for four hundred
You got eighty?
Dig dig this, man
I got
Here lies less more
Four slugs from a forty-four
No less no more
Out in Arizona just south of Tucson
Where tumbleweeds tumble in search
the basement
Come on child, you can do it, you can do it, yeah
In the basement, that's where it's at (4x)
In the basement, in the basement, in
or the ice?
Four-four's or black Christ? Both flows would be nice
Rap about big paper or the black man's plight
At the studio console asked my man
Now only use four letter words writing prose
Anything goes
The world has gone mad today
And good's bad today
And black's white today
And day's night
it's gon' burn you
I'm with the homies right now
Me and my niggas four deep in a white Toyota
A quarter tank of gas, one pistol, and orange soda
inside of Sam's club
I done did dirt and went to church to get my hands scrubbed
Swear I've been baptized each three or four times
But in the land where
and two and three and four and get them sit ups right and
Tuck your tummy tight and do your crunches like this
Give head, stop, breathe, get up, check
it's been
Since you've gone again
One you left without a reason
Two without a pleasing
Three with a terrible pain
Four you're gone again
call her on the telephone
And tell her that I'm all alone
By the time I count from one to four
I hear her - on my door
In the evening when the sun
my soul
Flying home at last
Flying home
I've got the freedom in my soul
And it's four in the morning
My world is calling
Speeding through
there were four green speckled frogs
Four green speckled frogs
Sat on a speckled log
Eating some most delicious bugs. Yum! Yum!
One jumped into the pool
you been runnin' around with somebody else
I called your mama
'Bout three or four nights ago
I called your mama
'Bout three or four nights ago
On July the second, 1953
I was servin' time for armed robbery
At four o'clock in the mornin', I was sleepin' in my cell
I heard the whistle blow then
Four strong winds that blow lonely
Seven seas that run high
All those things that don't change
Come what may
But our good times are all gone
penthouse with the dogs off it
You take them Roxies with some alcohol
You rob in the daytime, nigga, my trap is a gold mine, nigga
Pour the four then cut
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