Lyrics:
to the store to get some bread
And I?m passin? atleast 8 J?s or mo?
Rent been late for 8 days or mo?
But slangin? blow a better habit than 8 days of snow
Ya out
to the store to get some bread
And I?m passin? atleast 8 J?s or mo?
Rent been late for 8 days or mo?
But slangin? blow a better habit than 8 days of snow
Ya out
Remember the days in mid-July
Under Spanish moss and a clear blue sky
Swelter in the heat in Jacksonville
Where dreams are due to be fulfilled
UPPERCLASS TWIT OF THE YEAR
Cut to Upperclass Twit of the Year Sketch. The five competitors
run onto the pitch.
COMMENTATOR: (J.C.): Good afternoon
Nice to meet you, I'm Joe
Tro, that's the name that I go
By
I'm lookin fresh, yeah I'm so
Fly
Have to look fresh when I'm
5'5"
5'6" on a good day
Me and me cousin, one Arthur McBride,
he and I took a stroll, down by the seaside
A seek for good fortune and what might be tide,
bein' just
that time flies by on the good days (yeah)
But I've gotta move on, from all that good pain
And get paid or get saved from the
heartache (heartache)
When
the games we play
Soul is hurting I’ll roll J
Day by day my moods swinging
Good music like fine wine
I be tryna find time
For you and me
Caught me on a good
days
Dreamin' of Michael Jordan money like I slept in J's
Always shoutin' out my team 'cause I get all the plays
But they the ones that motivate me
Y'all know what this is
D-Block
Oh yeah by the way
This is the remix
Who!
You can kiss your ass good-bye
D-Block D-Block D-Block D-Block
La
that Sunshine by Atmos
Fearing the action of eating incase it came back up
Bottle's looking good, but it's deceiving like a catfish
Wrapped around
dale I be good by the day
So pass me the kush ayinde
Am gon rise if I fall tiba subu madide
Scru scru I keep it private
I play by the rules I no violate
look
From someone who wants to be loved by you, oh oh oh oh
I'm very good with plants
When my friends are away
They let me keep the soil moist
day
I grab my Glock, 2 cooler kits and then I grab my J's
Bad lil thotty bitch, she on my dick, I call her Jay
She eat the dick, she use the spit, so
J-J-J-J.O
Yea, yea, yea, yea
O.G. love, uh huh, kind of make you move don't it? Ha.
Uh huh Uh huh
YeeaYeeah
Ride with the queen, XLR-V
Smoke wit
vie seigneur
I found life close to you my lord good weekend to all
Entre tes mains j'ai trouvé la vie
In your hands I found there I found life
Entre
the streets, on beats, on every stage I attend
I'm official! God forbid I'll die by that pistol
Say YAOWA, we miss you (word)
[Chorus]
A good man y'all,
are not just art for Michelangclo to carve
He can't rewrite the agro of my furied heart
I'll wait on mountain tops in Paris, cold
J'veux pas mourir tout
Everybody j wanna be happy
But me I need a house by the lake
And I avoid these hoes cuz they nasty
I don't work I get my money my way
Sometimes ion even sleep
me?
(Put me in that motherfucka)
Yeah that type of shit
You know what time it is
Maybe it's the thug in me
By age thirteen I was buckwild
Good at my
It’s like ninety degrees
I can smell all their trees
Sun go by like a breeze
Daylight I try to squeeze
Each day ninety degrees
I’d like to go swim
Ok alright
Hey this song right there
Was off the first album I ever made
It's called Reasonable Doubt
Also was fortunate enough to be
Blessed by
Gourmet special of the day is n*gga Souflee, pusher gotta pay
And the games people play, John J. back around the way
Fish filet, Mister DJ, turn it up
Free J Lo, free One Time, free Lil CBD
Ayy, free Lil Wannabe, ayy, free Montana C
Ayy, free J Money, ayy, free Fauni
Free my Crip Papa, hey, hey,
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