Lyrics:
Strike-stri-strike, strike a pose
Roll ya hips, drop it down, To the floor
Make it bounce-bounce! Bou-bou-bounce, Bounce! Then it froze
Jump up! Hit a split, twerk!
She was a dirty dream cool and clean
With seduction dancing in her eyes
She turned around looked me up and down
She took me by surprise
I tried
the vintage stick em up pro
Sixteen years old did his jail since there was no where to go
Every mornin' calls his commrad to come n get em' a smoke
He insane
depression, started to question
If my big breakthrough passed me by
Words are a weapon, like they a Wesson
But they upset I'm passed my prime
I pray to Heaven
I think heaven my new crib yeah I'm movin in
I'm quick to cut the ones that cross me like a crucifix
Posted by the pearly gates puffin on a spliff
Children by the million blinded by the lies
A falsified reality, they claim an afterlife
How stupid can you get? You´re blind to the fact:
Your god is evil
I shower you
With huns
In the tub we don't shower
With Dove
Babygirl you the shit
Loving ya fit and ya scent
Baby you as real as it gets
Right by my
life worry you, just know it's gonna be ok.
Put all your troubles in a bubble and let it float away.
Forget about what has you down, get up and move
rapping but this ain't a band
Jump up, super punch when I land, so understand
That dream is the master of the plan
Weaver dreams, recording songs, to get
and living. On that day
there will be new earth and heaven we all will reside in peace by the side one each others.
No more wars nor weeping eyes we will cross
get it, go n get it, go n get it
I'm out here chasin' cream
Go n get it, go n get it, go n get it
Need it by any mean
Uh
Money the root of evil
of heaven
Or maybe just a late night in Vegas
It's true, that's what we do when were going down swingin'
Then coming up singing the blues
Wearing out my
Mr. Shystie
The one who make you frown up like the lemon in my ice tea
The muthaf***a most likely
To get a tuba with the opposition in my position
Panties on the floor
You got a lot of options
Call you Aaliyah the way you got this boat rocking
Anywhere shawty
We can get it popping
Nobody around girl
of the Rosé
Private level floor in every set and we go stand
Turn me to a Prada, Gucci, Fendi and Dolce
Yeah, you in your slickest body
I laid the floor
We just rolled in. It’s a quarter to eleven
I don’t know paradise. I don’t know heaven,
But all I know is my friends at the cabin
Stayin up late
to feed
Your jealously, envy and greed
Like hazard lights telling me to pass you up
Same feeling you get smoking the most organic dope
Run it up, double up
Yeah, long live Danny Reckless
If you have a friend, make sure you tell them that you love them
Sending prayers up to the skies, to the heavens up
And wake up in an ambulance
They said they found me on the bathroom floor, damn
Sometimes I feel so alone, I just don't know
Feels like I been down this
Put a dozen blunts up in the air yea
In the air yea
Light up where I want I do not fucking care
Yea
Don't know where I'm at maybe the Heaven stairs
sweet, tasting like Hawaiian bread
Eat it up she keep me fed
Smoking exotic I use as my medicine
Im loving shawty she heaven sent
I love how she keep
tol' you that [punch], shut the fuck up, I
don't give a fuck who you are get your ass
down on the floor!
Chorus
2nd Bridge:
Man calm
Weaving with the traffic
Hoping we'll get past it
Praying I don't die while I'm shuffling my track list
Highway to hell
Looking for a way to heaven
I'm
sear the steaks, steal the Wraith
(And them Wraiths is ugly, by the way
We see you got money to spend, but, nonetheless)
Get the fuck off now, get
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