Lyrics:
now
Harden droppin' shots n how
You noddin' with it?
You not with it
You don't get no fuckin' digits
Mix the vision with persistence
Laziness ain't
Harden droppin' shots n how
You noddin with it?
U not with it
You don't get no fuckin digits
Mix the vision with persistence
Laziness ain't fuckin wit it
HELP !)
Trying to find out who's at the controls
If it's the wizard of oz
By now he must be fucking old
Probably turned to stone like that statue
home safely
I'd Like to start this off by saying i am not crazy
Fucked in the head mental retardation a strong maybe
A little schizophrenia whats
I might spend some money
If you bad, bad
It ain't tricking if you never knew
The bitch was in ya bag, bag
She want some titties and a new ass
I
on me
Keep it going all night baby
Get a little taste
It'll leave ya trippin'
The way the room stops
Every time I walk in
Ya homies in ya ear
(yeah)
I'ma I'ma put it on her (yeah)
I'ma I'ma put it on her (yeah)
Doing my two step off of club pure
The Girl walks by rocking christian diore
We
(Tape)
And did it just for good measure like a suppressor (Suppressor)
I remember how you had control over my thoughts (Thoughts)
And I saw your face in
I know that some things in life
Are getting kind of rough
And I know that you're ready
To throw the towel in
Thoughts go by too much like should
I
I usto' have him now he got me going in and out of my mind
I should have been left but I'm so hooked on how he ain't doin' me right
Baby
Who can
of Injust trust who will feel gratified by the
Imminent rush like they're high on dust
See how it sounds? A little un-rational
Here's a ballad for
running out
And so one day in June there in Nevada
That's right we had a
Little wedding by the lake champagne and cake
A hand to hold
As you grow old
And so
titties
She like to pull on my zipper when I'm on the highway
Doin' 85 and the '85 Sade
In the background, got my hat down
Feeling like a king, shout
a letter this mornin' now
And I believe I'll tell ya
Lord, how it worried
How it worried me
Yeah, I got a letter this mornin' now
I believe I'll tell
Alright, okay
How you feel?
Feeling great
What ya want?
I wan' do it to death, what's up wit' you?
You know my steez
True indeed
Say it loud
Black
Spied you at the venue last night
You said you went to the opera
well look how I got ya
Be tryin to go to my show
little did you know, little is your ego
Danny Dyer
Go down, minor, minor (Woi)
Well-known rider
Little bit of fame, don't let it excite ya (Grr)
Back that blade and knife for any little ting
the Funkiness professor!
If I'm out I'm droppin' knowledge, never doin' nothin lesser
If ya cookin' out in Brooklyn, can ya hear me?
If ya jammin' in Manhattan,
puzzles me?
I find this shit a riddle
How come when you got a lot?
People say you got a little
Like they say you act a little funny
'Cause you got a litte
some Bathing Ape
You smoke by the eighth, we smoke by the ton
My shit is loud, we ain't hearing ya
Smooth with it
I be diving in like I'm a fool with
girl?
(don't....eat the coochie)
[Verse 2]
Well my nigga, you ought to save yo' self some grief
If it ain't worth havin' a little hair in ya' teeth
tryna take ya [?] But you wouldn't understand
(Na na na na)
Devil on my shoulder,
Smokin' hella kush that's how I deal with all this stress
Lawyer on my
geurrilla family soulja
taught me how to slang blast it right
Considered me a bastard right
Family be the back stabbin' type
My cousin's tried to have me
a gangsta
Disrespectin the mob I gotta bang ya
An everyday, cituation when I was caught by
Fuck a car, I do a muthafuckin walk by
When the G to the A-M-E
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