Lyrics:
Dropped the O-E cause it's just too cold
I get myself some gin instead
And then I stroll
But before I get out the door
The man behind the counter says hey
alone once again that's fucked up my closest friend
Wrote love letters more than ten I'm fucked up off seagrams gin
We was in this shit to win like
and both hands free
No one?s paying much mind to him
The V.A. budget?s just stretched so thin
And now there's more coming back from the Mideast war
We can't
First off got to get the money by the days
Second off let the bad bitch comin' and stay
Third off get the Ps so put 'em in a phase
Last off make sure
need a miracle to go get rid of me
Got too much history
Just cause I’m fucking another don’t me that we history
Keep it a mystery
Of
What I’m gone want,
Coupe or the 4X4
8 girls 4X4
Shawty say she still want more
She want a sexy boy she dont want hardcore
We go party everyday till the morning
Henny in
the past I was an outcast
We link when I'm in town drink a round of crown and gin
It's her kink to get pinned down in a thin pink gown and bound by men
We
mayors, now we ain't playin'
Wolves start schemin', violate me in the rain
Get more respect, rob Marvin Gaye on 'em
Gold, black, beige on 'em, heavy
mayors, now we ain't playin'
Wolves start schemin', violate me in the rain
Get more respect, rob Marvin Gaye on 'em
Gold, black, beige on 'em, heavy
of Queens
We get the cream laid up love love for dame
'Cause I mean what I mean,I'm out to claim king
Doin my thing, do wild stakes my namell reign
boom" on a crooked cop, drawback
Living like a thug 'til the
Niggas get the block back
Oh shit, deep in motion, until we get a grip
My motherfucker's
like his food
Expired time to get rid it
There's a place by my side
It's for you
You should come and get it
I can see the future
We just gym and gin
the highway
Where the arrows point out for me
To where the angels all are living out the dream
That's when we moved in together
Thinking things would soon get
timothy is laying low, that quarter mills not here no more.
His momma she not here no more, & black will never breath fo sho'.
He drinking gin & blowing dro
I'm still burning duct tape.)
Bitch!
Nigga, this rap shit slow?
I'll be back selling blow
Posted right there by the store
Selling narcotics for
swing by my room around ten
Baby, bring the lemon and a bottle of gin
We'll be in between the sheets 'til the late AM
Baby, if you wanted me then
You think we look pretty good together
You think my shoes are made of leather
But I'm a substitute for another guy
I look pretty tall but my
Goosebumps on my skin
I'm losing my balance
I'm drinking bathtub gin
I need more of
Your medicine
Trapped in my mind
Cause’ I'm thinking outside the box
I’m
side of Queens
We get the CREAM, laid up, love-love for dame
Cos I mean what I mean, I'm out to claim King
Doin my thing, do wild stakes my name'll reign
everything's feelin’ so good with you
Baby, I know what we're gonna do
We’re gonna paint the town red, are you in?
C’mon let’s get a bottle of gin
Havin’ a drink
Maybe I'm a masochist
Up reading all your messages
Maybe one more shot of gin
So I can figure out where this shit ends or begins
All I know was
You
to find a job son
It's all about robbin'
So don't be alarmed
When we come through, cause we supposed to
If you opposed to
Get your face blown dude, off
to see them horsemen ride
So law and order stand aside
Oh this woman and gin, woman and gin
Go together like the devil and sin
Her legs are like wheat
We come together like two kins
And babygirl just take my hand
No broken hearts in the promise land cause
She got it goin' on
She got it goin' on
She
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