Lyrics:
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
I'm independent
So call Cole Bennett
Top where I'm headed
My style fitted
I'm stacking digits
Like flight attendants
My service alpine
I am
on-and-and-on-and-on-on-and-on
Like a hot buttered pop-da-pop-da-pop, dibbie dibbie
Pop-da-pop-pop, you don't dare stop
Come alive, y'all, gimme whatcha got
I guess by now
gotta smoke again, I got shit to do
Who smokin' in my car?
It's that nigga Chano
AKA Mr. Bennett
AK Tony Montano
I've got some folks in low end
I
told you this once
Don't got to tell you again
Now I be lit with my guys
And you know Dre got the sauce, and Tony yea he a boss
I was just telling
shit is mess, mess, messing
With my rhythm
But I don't fall off, you should know by now
Umma come right back, don't give a fuck 'bout how
And I
by the sword
And when the muse is calling, she cannot be ignored
I got eleven universes stuck inside my head
I wasn't kidding - I meant every fuckin'
ridiculous
well up until now your only concept of rhythm is a four by four loop
square as a pool table
with no dynamics implanted but you couldn't understand
go)
3 seconds be the limit 0 to sixty
Had to get cold ice my wrist like I'm Bennett (My wrist like I'm Bennett)
Brand new presi' rollie' but KP
you're tuff
Yo your ass will get snuffed
[Verse Two: performed by Paulie Two Times]
Yo I got no heart when I start my collections, collections
You pay
mean just a little
I ain't used to have these things when I was little
Momma used to say no to McDonalds
She was cooking food for dinner
I ain't got
the wrong one
Got a short temper and clutchin' the long gun
And it's on sight he don't give a fuck if the law come
So he out here
Ridin' dirty put down
honestly
No offence I wanna to follow by rhythm my rhythm
My rhythm
Is real thing for me in my life now
This is need to me I finally have realized
That I
in the whip
Tony got out, Bennett got out, Black got out
I got stuck, fuck
Seatbelt caught around my ankle or somethin'
The vehicle sunk
Then Black
Gonna Love You Forever
Lyrics by Eric W. Smith
Music by Tony Bennett
Production by Wizard for Magic Lab Productions
Vocal Production/Arrangements by
heist
They would all just travel to the past
Get the Stone one by one, reverse the snap
Then put 'em back
Nebula got caught and her
Double took her spot
a soufflé
SNL’s Will Ferrell’s Robert Goulet
I’m the GOAT, I am Tony Bennett’s toupee
And I never gave a fuck about what you say
If you say I am weird,
to rap right
And when you see me lil Nigga you better fucking Ackrite
Cos I got niggas with me on the Chronic since 2000
They got Pb by the thousand
around this year
There’s a space by the fireplace and a Tony Bennett record here
We don’t have to say that we’re back together or act like what happened
Popping bottles, blowing paper
Balling hard, he know they hating
But they gon' respect it
Cause he rocked Tony
And Tony had the hood on smash by his lonely
Presley, Ella Fitzgerald, Mel Tormé, Tony Bennett)
(And I get to continue the legacy of these great songs and uh)
(I believe that, I believe that, uh Jazz
heart (city rhythm) is torn apart (oo)
By the love I wish I had
Well, I spend my (city rhythm) nights in the city's lights (oo)
And things don't seem so
We're going out tonight
Slip on your dress, got my suit and tie
We're going out tonight
Behind the curtain lies a mess
Depressed overcome by
of being a mom without a child to hold
I look to god for wisdom but it'd broken and distant
Sometimes I hear the messages within the notes and the rhythm
If
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