Lyrics:
you want so I could get what I need
We could get hella freaky while we smoke some weed
We don't need champagne, fuck the gin and juice
These nigga's
the pimps and players
You gon' feel me baby when I get there
I'ma give you what you want so I can get what I need
We can get hella freaky while we smoke
on some gin out come my confidence we lit
No matter what I do id be great at it
Chose rap whatchu know fate has it
That every bar I write aint average
Come on, let's get the hell outta this joint
Frankie, when they get here we're gonna be dead
I know we are, we don't have a gun (Listen, we got three
it's a gamble
A little more than I can handle
Just a touch of a buzz is
Enough to get me thinkin' things
I really shouldn't think about you
We end up
(WHAT?)
Columbian flake, the top rate
Irate lost mental state
Stallion I'm want about a million or more
of y'all fools to come back and get some more
I know that we
Would live together happily
We'd have to see maybe yes
Maybe no who knows
But we both know we'll never
Know if you say no
Look on my
on by (right), my house for just a minute
We can lay by the poolside, sipping gin and juice
Throw some Mary Jane, and talk about our future
Together
together at first, then I Tetris them
Laying the foundation brick by brick
More to come, placing the base in bit by bit
The glass is half full, drinking sip
in together now drop
Yo don't stop don't stop
[Magoo]
Get your freak on at club(?)
We ain't put the album out niggas got their leak on
I done
to the store so I can get some gin)
Oh no, straight Hen-dog on mine
With a little dab of Coke and a nigga doin fine
So now we got a nitro
We up, yeah, let's go
time
Ladies leaveu0027em shaking ,haveu0027em waiting on the come by
Throw it back and forth and makeu0027em wait until the sunrise
Gone off the gin
Shut you out, lock the door, don't wanna see that face no more
It's just me, myself and I, how I like it, I'll get by
Time after time, I leave them
Sledgren
Like my gin neat
Run the game, I suggest that you get floor seats
Might not leave with everything, but we for sure get a piece
Fix it
50
Niggas cant even milly-rock
Without getting popped in my city
If you dont want ya body hard
Then body guard like Whitney
We die by the toast
to perform it
Drink the Cristal at the same time
Get intoxicated till we lose are minds
The crowd separated as we start to shine
I lift you in the air your
of chips
If we're bein' honest, your hand, I wanna get a grip
Wanna taste that flavored chap-stick straight from your lip
I can play the soulmate, just give
dawgs is in town, we gon’ get to wilding out
If any of us go down, we gon’ get to sliding out
When you playing for a ‘ship, you better go go get it
I hit
told me, "I was never looking for a friend
Maybe you could swing by my room around ten
Baby, bring the lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between
It doesn't matter which
ever rapper is better. We'd smash competitors with
collaborative effort. Gathered together. I'll never let
vultures eat me
could get hella freaky while we smoke some weed
We don't need champagne, fuck the gin and juice
these nigga's know what Short Dawg and Lil' Kim can do
[Ice Cube]
Look my nigga, we can scatter like buck shots
Let's get together, make a record, why the fuck not?
[MC Ren]
Why the fuck not?
[Dr
[Ice Cube]
Look my nigga, we can scatter like buck shots
Let's get together, make a record, why the fuck not?
[MC Ren]
Why the fuck not?
[Dr
Aunties, backyard that's the chronic
I been havin' more candy than a pinata, more cake than Betty Crocker
Get on the horn and hit me on my locker, 'cause
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