Lyrics:
focus like a clepto
Talking to myself
But I get lost in the echoes
I get lost in the echoes
I get lost in the echoes
I get lost in the echoes
Talking
Niggas talkin' shit, bitches on my dick
Stay so swift, buckin' this shit
Beat made by Swizz, so you niggas can't trip, 'cause
[Tray Deee]
(Everywhere
a five by seven
Will I finally get to go to ghetto heaven
Got my bitches on the outside writin' me letters
And they tell me they love me and the shit
mothafuckin' gone
Ain't no signs that I'm stowin',
Though I'm knowin' that I'm wrong, bring it on
Out to get it, I need cash by the stacks
Need a new pair
In the winter time, mink coat to match and they on the floor wit' my candy 'Lac
[Chorus]
[Mike Jones]
Uh! I'm comin' out in that candy thang, 8
In the winter time, mink coat to match and they on the floor wit' my candy 'Lac
[Chorus]
[Mike Jones]
Uh! I'm comin' out in that candy thang, 8
In the winter time, mink coat to match and they on the floor wit' my candy 'Lac
[Chorus]
[Mike Jones]
Uh! I'm comin' out in that candy thang, 8
contemplate
Can't come to pace
When he comes by all
Of them things fall away
Lost in space
Lost in space
Try to kill myself
But now I'm lost in space
I am lost
Nigga.....what yo bank bout
Dog i've been....lost count
Pop that Kriss.....pop that moe
Slap that bitch.....punch that hoe
What the fuck....hold on
Everybody get
Nigga.....what yo bank bout
Dog i've been....lost count
Pop that Kriss.....pop that moe
Slap that bitch.....punch that hoe
What the fuck....hold on
Everybody get
Champagne flutes on a cold night
Shorty might get lost in the strobe lights
She's running to me when she ain't flexing
You can't be perfect your
much cash
I bought a new Lac and put it on chrome, without touching my stash
Like Lil Flip I can do that, Excursion candy blue tha?
Twenty two that,
they gotta pay
I'm up with the gang and I'm mobbin' LA
Jump out the TRX, hop in the Benz
Jump out my bitch and I hop in her twin
Not by the hair
Nigga nigga I'ma rida
Ride with G's
And ship keys over seas by the three's
Keep an eye on my enemies
Snoop and Silkk
In da back of the Lac
With that
the teachers, even more by polices
How'd he get the cash? The day his father passed away
Left him with a lil' somethin, 16 he was stuntin
Al B. Sure nigga with
feet and hop
The fuck off of my dick
All chumps get squashed by
The Screwed Up Click
Certified gangstas ain't takin no shit
Got everybody tryin'a steal
Totin' guns, rollin' blunts, gettin' crunk that's me
Switchin' lanes, grippin' grains, got them thangs that's me
Swervin lac's, servin x, countin' stacks
in my favor, but I'mma make it through it
Don't work no job, man a nigga can't even get insurance
How you supposed to take ya babies on a doctor
Girl I could take you, places
Vacations, small talk, let's get wasted
I'll take my time and be patient
I'm so reserved when you want conversation,
Lac's
Cause I been blessed
By the best you dig
But what I'm trying to figure out is that your hair or your wig
Now if ya didn't want a pimp then what you
feel so upset
Discouraged in head
Outraged by life and all the randomness
Somedays I joke around
Sadness won't allow me to get too emotional
I feel so
I'm ready to thump and get the whole crew arrested
Bail 'em out and laugh about it in Texas, yo
And get with Rome, down in Caki-Lac
And hit the spot,
the lost generation
This ain't meant to be preached on
This here meant to be teached on
I know that you ain't got much time
I promise this rhyme won't take
and contracts," you know what I'm taking about
Only time a bitch get off is when a bitch run off, you know what I'm talking about
Hey man, you understand me
Master
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