Lyrics:
the beat don't stop 'til everybody gone and that doesn't happen 'til the break of dawn
Clean out your ears and you open your eye, if you want to hear
ask why 'til we die?
Watch us all stand in line
For a slice of the Devil's pie
Carmen Electra
Drugs and thots, swim in wine
Three or four at a time
trains for three days
Who wanna ride it won't cost you a dollar
Whether soft or harder of course you still gonna holler
Mama I'm big huh I rip my prick
to this
Puna boy anthem
Aloha Mai Kākou
Shot out to the homeboy Bo
And everyone putting on for they're home
From the P-U-N-A to the H-I-L-O
I was born
goal
3rd Bass settin' soul in the hole
Yo man, why don't you give me the pole man?
Why are you freezin' me out?
Yo man, 'cause you can't play, you
problem you can holler at my 3 5's
Pussy nigga you ain't bout it so just be quiet
Used to hate me now she really wanna date me
Cuz a Nigga
On Top
They can
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
Wit no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
a island boy
But you ain't walk out the house
With no sneakers on
Hawaiian made for the drink
Seven Eleven only thing I eat
Please do not judge
By the way
head up out them clouds
You were doing too much, but look at you now.
Winthorpe, trading places for a dollar
Trading thoughts and class for a pass
blatant
I'm telling you it's a Badman City
Pass me the herbs, I ain't showing no pity
You thought you were safe and
Sound where you landed
You fuck up
Come four by four, lose one like Dru Hill
Stay fly 'til you air sick, now that's ill
Two choices, either squeeze or peel, now that's real
What
On the corners we hang, and we slangin' the pain!!
[Chorus]
[3rd Verse:] [Mystikal, Mac]
[Mystikal]
A helluva, helluva nigga right chea
You can take
my problems to ash
All my ones into halves and then divide it by half
Pass it on to my man write my will out
Then pass it on to my fam' and finally
Show you I'm not R. Kelly
X, pass me the weed
I'ma put my ashes out on his ass for the last time, man
Watch your fuckin' mouth
I love it when you
you so far gone now
Baby girl slow down let me do you right
I ain't giving up til I got you by my side
Ain't no more talking baby girl just ride
Give
to turn out right
And despite the turbulence, if it's my karma to keep winnin'
I hope the karma continues 'til angel voices is singin' to me
See, I
keep it real (you know how I feel)
Pour out my heart and my soul (you know how I feel)
It's no other way I really know, yeah (you know how I feel)
I
and it’s killing you slowly
Let’s go don’t try me
I got a fire inside me
Tip-toe right by me you won’t find me goin 0 from 3
What’s poppin’
When you pass
to put in to til he blew
Check the pudding should be proof no it ain't nothing new
That's what I'm used to what do you spew in the future
Put it out it's
makin more than them niggaz movin weight
The game been good to me, and I know that muhfucka bless you
Thanks for passin game, now let's get out here
To get
I'm automatic if you give me the Step
I back out a tec you better call a ref
And i can't wait til i get me that Wraith
But not on my first one
hours
'Til I be wrecking with infinite power
I need to be louder
How about we start at the beginning
The very first second out of 36 million
You already
You only good as yo last album
You ain't fucking with my worst album
I know you heard me like Max volume
Probably thought I wouldn't pass by you
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