Lyrics:
on it, you gotta feel it
Get down on it
How you gonna do it if you really don't wanna dance
By standing on the wall, get your back off the wall, tell me
ducking when you running or they gonna hit ya
Them West side guys will get ya
Burning the rubber off the 20's before they get with ya
Them South side boys
This is the day they try to re-enslave us
Grow my hair long, Angela Davis
So I can get recognized by the space invaders
Storm troopers, have you heard
off
Shook and twist the jars
And dope on my mommas stove top
By the time she came back from church boy
I bet you I had an O stocked
In the middle
working it
I'm watching you, you're twerking it
I'm trying get you out of this club
And get you off in my bed
(Ohh, oh-oh) Go 'head, yeah
Now let me
breaking if off) You know we breaking it off, let's go
(So come and get it down for me baby) Put it down now
(And make it hot 'til they take it off
the props came out the swamps, off the hemp make,m limp popp’m like a blimp whisper of jinns how ever we sin still fiXates by her skin / off dat bottle a gin
South
Get him off him, boy, get him off him, boy
Get him off him, boy, get him, get him off him, boy
Get him off him, boy, get him off him, boy
Get him
paper, chasin' for clock
Say dirty South, dirty South
Say dirty South, dirty South
Get him off him, boy, get him off him, boy
Get him off him, boy,
jumpin', to get the hoes fuckin'
They know we be poppin' off
[Xzibit]
Uh-uh, I know you gettin' high
Cause you keep on starin' and your eyes don't lie
That
burn, why you wanna drown?
Why you wanna die by the highway?
The front lines intertwine
Smash lies, wake up, stand up and jump off to this
Said wake
works
To fully understand I had to get in tune with mine first
Being petty gets you no where, it's gets you cut off
Kill em with love show them what they
homey get in
Gloccs of Velveeta, yep, I'm off the meter
Ride by and see you with my hands on a h***
Wanna be like the O but you act like a ***
Gotta lot
When it comes to being true, at least true to me
One thing I found, one thing I found
Oh no you never let me down
Get up, I get down
Get up, I
Things you should know...
You gotta live by the code
Yea I can't say I'm trapped out cuz I juug off my laptop
But junkies'll pass by cuz I stay by
head, I turn my eyes
I ran away, right by your side
I try to make it better, one candle in the rain
But there's no way around it, now I get off
(Ooh, JMAK)
Said I'm gettin' mine off of dope (woo)
I should put the bed by the stove
Water whippin', whippin' on them o's
Then I get it for
like future, my mask off
Feel good, like I won a raffle
Or like I had hit on a scratch off
She caught me swerving in traffic
But I got caught by the red
hold us
(Get off me)
They can't hold us niggas can't hold us
(Get off me)
They can't hold us niggas can't hold us
(Get off me)
These niggas looking for
hate on me, why don't you go and get you some?
Motherfucker, go get you some
Get off my dick, bitch, get out my mix and tell me where the real
get off my, off my
Hey mothafucka I'm real as shit
Everything I'm talkin bout real as shit
Aw yeah I'm back in this bitch
And you don't gotta like
do today? (Say what?)
Yes, I'm gon' get a fly girl, gonna get some spankin'
Drive off in a def OJ
Everybody go, "Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn"
You say
in my cargo
I get dope by the car load
I got whips, no car note
I got whips, no slave
All my cribs got maids
All my cribs like a maze
Shit so
to me
I got Bobby by the pound, Whitney by the key
DJ Screw by the gallon, bitch the game belong to me
Man I pull up in your city and get my Bush
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