Lyrics:
with that
Word man I gotta let em know I gotta
Bust this
I used to know this girl by the name of Teresa
I did all I could to make her release her
air
(cye they need air)
White flags push until you reach there
(Til you reach there)
Trouble on the news and on the radio
(On the radio)
If you deep
shit
Within a 90 mile radius I'll tuck your shit
Don't let a Florida man get eaten by a wolf in the north
Justin Snow cool with Jones but still ain't
I love late nights when the grapes ripe
And the smoke low and the sex stank
My girl fine she make diamonds
Gotta fake body with no edit naked
No
the pole like some monkey bars
I'll swing first ain't gotta push a nigga just to start
Iron man call me Ty swank Tony stark
Batman young nigga bred by
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HEY
MY MIND GONE
I JUST
the porno books
Thinkin' to myself I gotta knock a bitch
I gotta get some pussy, man fuck this shit
Chorus
Bounced to the house all by myself
Can't
to the stoplight, I gotta have a paper right
If you come back right then we can boog it
Yeah, this is radio station 187.4 FM on your dial
In your car up inside
Ayo check this out son
This is my man Nas Escobar
And I go by the name of Cormega you know
(you gonna get your self murdered)
Yo check this out
Hook 2x
See See See I'm so so solar powered man/
Gotta be cuz the enemy he came to devour man/
so i'm on point every minute second and hour man
since
tell me to stay home
You're controlled by the tv and radio
Fuck politics and policies fuck the new world order
Gotta hide my face when I talk about this
[CHORUS]
Gotta hold on to this feelin'
Gotta let you body move
Gotta keep the music jumpin'
Everybody get loose
[REPEAT ]
Face
And playin' the loan like a mass man
And all my electronics made by taskin'
Cats who front get hit up wit' a trashcan
Little kids see me comin' they call me
To walk freely amongs the planet
Some of you partake in wearing costumes
In trying to wear off these souls that have passed on
Hoping you will be saved by
if I get caught man
Push me to the edge so it really ain't my fault man
See I gotta die man, don't you even try man
Enemies gone bleed once, I let
community gotta find ways to heal better
Cause eye for an eye, was meant for the B.C
Put down for put down, was meant for TV
And Canceling opinions, was meant
pop pop (Pop pop)
Man dem shoot at the op opps
Don’t give a fuck bout your mandem gyal gon go down give me that slip top (Slop top)
Mandem edit no crop
the money
an’ all of the fame and they’re leavin’ us all in the dark of the pain
to be given the shame an’ they’re workin’ so hard but the man in the suit
water while we eat fruits
The radio pumps, rockin to L.O.N.S. and yes
the girls display flesh by the way they dress
[Prince Poetry]
The Ave surprises,
Russell wearing every ring, yeah
I wouldn't say it if I didn't mean it
Fuck it, I ain't gotta say it, you can tell by my demeanor, let's go
They will
your mind, then corrode it
All the while devoid of devotion
Why I'm paranoid of my emotions?
Drive by, pick me up, I don't want another cup
Sick
not
Fuck what I got, let’s talk what I’m getting’ your man on a mission.
Talk about money you feel like I’m dissin’
Live by the grind like it’s part
top
Sittin' right there in the middle by me
I was thinkin' 'bout a long kiss
Man, just gotta get goin'
Where the night might lead
I know what I was
get old
The radio's on and it's playing our song
I shift it into 5th and then baby we're gone
Elvis on the radio
Your mama can't get hurt by what she
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