Lyrics:
Yeah
Armor-piercing, no defense against
Who his henchmen is, what they pension is
Concur by division, have his homeboy hit him
So close, he
the stacks
Cats flashin' in my face is who I'm laughin' at
So you made a little dough, but what you doin' wit that?
Thought 'cha girl ain't feeling me
Why
Smile when the rain come 'cause the pain gets buried
And ain't no girl good enough for you until you thirty
So, make that money, son
I know we come
it bump
Check the stars out when I ride, dodgin' potholes with these tires
Hogging lanes, swang and bang in a 'Stang so let me by
'Cause I got
bitches handy
White girl on the table, let 'em sniff the nose candy
When I'm walkin' by, the women sayin', "Who is that nigga?"
I replied, "Hi, I am
Trendy Wendy's you know what I mean
Hangin' around with girl who's rolling up her jeans
She watches her street crack 'cause she's no dummy
Through
Hustlin and working and making Deposits
Game on lock like im a locksmith
Gained some fame now i cant Stop it
Im americas most wanted
Left my house
of perfecting my novel for publication
I became obsessed with dieting and invites to trendy clubs by promoters
Free tables and free champagne
While my girlfriend
of ?:
'I like to start off by saying that prison is truly a living hell
It is a place where love and compassion are looked upon as weaknesses
Lemme introduce myself I go by name of grey
The only thing you should know about me is that I'm great
I don't care if you agree or think that I may be
in a single room church on Lake Erie
Samuel T. Falbo bought a house by an orchard
That stretched from the tracks nearly clear to the turnpike
Where his
up above and a table full of food.
God Bless them girls of the Rising Sun
as the years roll by and they ain't so young
the men they serviced are dead
you get like beyonce' and do the booty hop
Thoia thoing inspired by juice and hypnotic
It's like a virus and the whole world's got it
I had her
loot and it’s they decision
Put it on da house in a gated division
(on the house ma)
Girl we play pool aint no table missin’
I’ll pay for food but
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In the laid back California town of sunny San Rafael
Lived a girl named Pearly Sweetcake, you prob'ly knew her well.
She'd been stoned fifteen
It's all up in my dreams
I wanna go and spend it spending racks
Times going by fast
I cannot give up on it
Like a Rollie tryna shine
A girl who waste
Girl, just call me back
Call my phone, I'm tryna just see where you at
I know you hate me, but you know I got your back
You know if anything you
even up yet
But by the time that you wake up girl
I did three things that already made you upset
Like what did I do so wrong to make you act so cold
Ol' mackin-ass Mix is back
I'm slangin' that game on 28 tracks
Yep yep, pack 'em in a Benz
Take 'em to my house, straight let 'em all in
Call
In the laid back California town of sunny San Raphael
Lived a girl named Pearly Sweetcake you probly knew her well
Shed been stoned fifteen of her
In the laid back California town of sunny San Rafael
Lived a girl named Pearly Sweetcake, you prob'ly knew her well.
She'd been stoned fifteen
want girl, we got choices (we got choices)
Lay them on the fuckin' table, we got choices (we got choices)
And if they wanna fuck my niggas, they got
girl as fly as Saturdays
And every time she smiled my way like honey to me
I would hold my heart as well as my hopes back
For fear of how she would have
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