Lyrics:
song that's hot and a whole fam to feed
Looking for a company of a jam in need
And I ain't really gotta problem just a man indeed
Hoping that
can wait
I'm addicted to the chase of my happiness
We take that weekend by storm, tick tour dates off tour posters
Start that long sleep to sober, then
The blue sky lightin' up the red dirt by sea
Playing Back in Black in an outback pub
Gonna tie one on in the diesel and dust
You can feel that heat arisin'
the thing started
Don't send the invitation if you don't wanna party
Clock on the wall, she's half past one
Bar man says, no more fun
I've got some
Cover up from head to foot but the breeze still a blow
Me affi punch the clock by a quarter to nine
Like it or not me affi work overtime
Immigrants'
struggle maintains, no chance to overcome
Hot shrapnel fragmentation, the mind has gone totally numb
Dispatched to no mans land, straight into enemy fire
responding
No plans no lands so
Grown-man syndrome
Ex-planeteer
You can grow out or grow up
Just out last your peers
And the children of the corn syrup
of jewels on me, burr
Niggas trying to be my new homies, curve
Trust will get you dust or lined up by a herd, damn bitch
Over bread he go to paper,
prescription bungalow behind me
I left the door ajar
I left my vacuum flask
Full of hot tea and sugar
Left the keys right in my car
Slip kid, slip kid,
"Ready for some action" Method Man du Wu-Tang
On pète des Mathu c'est mieux mettre des coups d'bouteilles
J'suis hot, la côte, coup d'botte dans les
the parking lot?
Checkin out those seniors? Man those drum-line boys were hot
And we danced under the street lamps, high off that summer heat
"Just two
Korean coupe in the front
With twelve rich whores, ready to stunt
Roll the blunts, lady, you straighten the pussy, ran Glenny my man
Honest seven
another ticket
Well I traveled the distance
Now I'm back home back in business
So I'm kinda impatient
So I'm a hit the weed man and make arrangements
Shorty, where your man at? cause I ain't tryna have that
I'm trying to have a good time, like you and me some we time
It's really nice to meet ya
And in
Love a fairytale in my old book of fantasy
Trust but better control before you want to believe
Warmth you're totally hot or out there in the cold
See yourself as a child reaching out
In search of a landmark to guide your way
Put yourself to the test, the trial by fire
'Cause it's the only
down
Ya know what I mean?
(Yeah)
My man Bow Wow
(Bow Wow, yeah hear me now)
Yeah ya heard?
(Check it out)
Let's go! Let's go! Let's go!
(Peep
If you don't ill be in yuh frontyard whippn yuh ass
Man I don't do chicken and beer it ain't my thing
I be staying at the holidae inn like
to the world, destroy MC's
Let it be noted that, no one man can hold it
Most overloaded and folded under the pressure
To carry hot stones is an honor, and a duty
hot"
They like me, I want them to love me like they love 'Pac
But holla in New York them niggas'll tell ya I'm loco
And the plan is to put the rap
When I sit back
And close ma eyes
When I got you sitting by side
When I feel that sexy body
Rubbing up all over mine.
That is when I know
I
got no love
Pop 6, Ryu and Tak, cops know what it does
Hot shit by the bungalow, drop the bloody glove
Won't get caught killin' today, baby, cause I'm
in tune with his, well-heeled patrons
than with his hip-hopping friends.
"Who hooked you up man? Yo' momma?!"
[Aceyalone]
I wrote a poem the other
say this man was the greatest fan
When shoelaces were fat, and all the rapper's faces were black
And light-brown, a box with the right sound was all
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