Lyrics:
(Metro Boomin want some more, nigga)
Rollin' in the coupe, yeah
Yeah
Get it
Get it, get it, hey (Freebandz)
Cook it, cook it (yeah), huh (hold
y'all know by now it's F-A-B-O-L-O-U-S
I'm often asked, hey, ain't you that guy (uh)
There's no one else from head to ankle that fly (uh uh)
Who put
By the shores of old Lake Michigan
Where the hawk wind blows so cold
An old Cub fan lay dying
In his midnight hour, the toll
Around his bed,
a records ain't nobody want to spin
A lame weak broke boy I was never one of them
They be rocking fools gold no it ain't gone glitter
You don't know by now
(Daytrip took it to ten, hey)
No, I can't be fooled
I ain't playin' by your rules
I'm known to lose my cool, but that's cool
'Cause I'm known
Yeah
Uh
Hey yo this is family shit right here man
This shit is family
This is my crew
You know what I'm saying
It's bout that butterfly effect
Cmon
Doing 80 by funeral mourners
Showing little respect
Now that's a ruffneck
Gotta what yo, gotta get a ruffneck hey!
I need it and I want it so I gotta get
And every now and then ol' Willie would grin and say
'Hey you play alright' (and that made me feel so good)
I remember the best times of all when Saturday
And every now and then ol' Willie would grin and say
'Hey you play alright' (and that made me feel so good)
I remember the best times of all when Saturday
soaked cheese
And motor go smiling, hey, how ya doin', now?
Meet in front of Big Lou's fighting
Hey, y'all reminisce, six streets, little miles
now and then ol' Willie would grin and say
'Hey you play alright' (and that made me feel so good)
I remember the best times of all when Saturday came
now and then ol' Willie would grin and say
'Hey you play alright' (and that made me feel so good)
I remember the best times of all when Saturday came
(Yeaa, yeaa, yeaa!)
I'm still pumping like I used to (Hey, gah gah gahh!)
From that mump, I hit the avenue
King Skie really gah dam wavy (Yeaaa!)
Get your
position of number 19. Hmmm... Not alot of
people remember that. But, I do! Cause I played on them! Hah! Si! Now look, Murders in the Rue.... Oh by
the way,
And I wish that I could meet you now
For the first time again
Hey
If you see my love
Give me a call
Tell her that I stay
Down near the avenue
Tell her
up! Bring the noise!
Turn it up! Bring the noise!
Yo, they should know by now that they can't stop this ?
Word up, better keep tellin' me to turn
by the rules (what?)
Leave his ass in a pool (damn), of his own damn blood
It's the type of shit that don't make the news (boom, boom)
See, now you
(tony joe white)
Willie & laura mae jones
Were our neighbours a long time back
They lived right down the road from us
In a shack just like our
And their game was basketball
The center, a massive collection of bones
Was known by the nickname of Skyscraper Jones
The forwards were both
Brilliant ball
Nigga ya dead now
Nigga ya dead now
Can I have a napkin?
I eat his insides out nobody knew what happened
I ran down the avenue, all red like mac10
the crowd going everybody singin' (hey)
Me blowin' like its legal surrounded by all my people
But the best part of the club is
When ya move ya body
Aight, next caller
Hey busta, heard about you on Miss Jones
(Why you bringin' up old shit? you need to leave that alone)
So I'm sayin', is it true
Aw man!
Put that ol' dumb horn down
Hey, Jazzy
Jazzy
Show this boy what some real music 'posed to sound like
He-he-ha!
1-2-3-4
Now that's a record!
Hokatiwi? (It's Hokatiwi)
Hey, hey hey hey hey hey hey bitch
ShittyBoyz
Down in the A with a stick
Feel like Chipper Jones score first play
You the type
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