Lyrics:
in the street that I know, I
Only wanna hear one thing when I roll by
Good Morning, Good Morning, how we doing yall
Good Morning, yeah, Good Morning
ain't fun no more (yeah)
You got nowhere to turn, one day you'll learn
It's what the four by four is for
It's what the four by four is for
Son, it's
I'm in the fast lane
One thousand two hundred sixty seconds
Till my destination
Pull up
Hope out
Walk in
No doubt
Today's gone be a good day
Cuz I
Say
efforts are negated by the passive observers.
*
They spend days before the T.V. set so burned out,
Is it any wonder they've lost all sense of vision
chains, new kicks, red lips, diva
I keep on grinding hard for the states
I keep on finding ways to create
I keep on remembering good old days
And I don't
to right
I don't know who to call
At the the end of the day
They don't want me to ball
Im think I'm better by myself
like I'm randy moss
No I will never
out from that little one room and kitchen youve got. Its owned by my good friends in Cayman National Bank, so we have already moved out your stuff,
glass edges and
The impossible stink
Of river moss worse than shit
Checkerboard days of moves and countermoves
Fagged interest
With as much sense in
no such things as no strings attached
These days you're already under control when you're hatched
Hypodermically injected into a sperm or an egg
Well
What Jada is to D-Block
The game need a detox
Go get your turmeric, your Dr sebi Sea Moss
Burning sands that we crossed for
The tribes that we lost
In
D-Dot taught me the goods
The first college I attended was in the hood
Like a southern jaguar out of Baton Rouge
Hard to make it in the hood when you rap
look so good, huh, I'll treat you right)
Cootie in the chair
You're all (Cry together)
Cheeba cheeba, y'all i need (Lie together)
Ya don't stop to get by
Amongst growth that's timeless.
Spurred on by shade
To wish a good day
To anyone with pain where the heart is.
Dampen the mood where they tear,
But we don't
the day
I know my bills been paid
I know that bag look right
Yeah, God been good alright
Good alright, good alright, Good alright
(My God been good alright)
on that Chronic, Boi you where I got it
This that J.O.G. prescribed to me by the doc from the street
Not Dr. Dre, he make my day and cool like cube
would take Betty Page over Kate Moss any day
so there's really no need for the weight loss any way
just as long as you're healthy and wise
better skinny
a 10 spot
Fuckin' bad bitches by the day, who my next thot?
We at the crib, no dates, this the dinner spot
If I put your nigga in the grave, you in
carry oxes
The track hit like the bangers, in hundred watt boxes
Yo jostling these cats while Little J be deli-ing
Sip Irish Moss out of Widelians
Where she was or wasn't, who she now fuckin'
Stories by the dozen Punch you got the sequel (what?)
To let you tell it Randy Moss is your people
It's
you're telling your mates missus she's s**t
And isn't good enough for him, like you think she's a bitch
Wake up the next day, brain in a messed state
Wait,
lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator on the fader,
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
girl in my lap
The bass is kickin' always stickin' cause you like it that way
You take a step because it's def and plus it's by Cool J.
Cut Creator
gone
Now we know why J.T. sang "Oh Mexico"
We're two days south of the border
Feeling too good to care why
These Mexican minutes get longer
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