Lyrics:
'm touchin' more diesel than Shaq old lady boy
You did it I done it I get I punish
The shit that I come wit'll separate a rib from a stomach
I'm the boss
the Mission's Impossible
And my rhymes is riper, I'm ready to come crisper
Old jacks know that so they go back and whisper
Takin surveys, gettin nervous, I
Got everything, I got everything
I cannot complain, I cannot
I don't even know how much I really made, I forgot, it's a lot
Fuck that, never mind
the way to we're old and gray
Como se llama, baby what's your Name?
Just look at us now about to wear The ring
May we last forever guided by the King
If I
is that
Well I met these two dumb assholes down in Old El Paso
They called themselves the horse boys
Lord only knows why because they couldn't
Find
and escape"
I didn't think about my lady, I know that sounds kind of mean
But me and my old lady, had fallen into the same old dull routine
So I wrote
and escape"
I didn't think about my lady, I know that sounds kind of mean
But me and my old lady, had fallen into the same old dull routine
So I wrote
by day
Though a few old dreams may be gay
Play orchestra
Play orchestra
Play orchestra, play
by day
Though a few old dreams may be gay
Play orchestra
Play orchestra
Play orchestra, play
grandfather was lying wounded in the leg. He’d been wounded by one of our own lads who’d mistaken him for a German when Grandfather had come hobbling out
have nothing to lose
Everything that I've gained
I am tempted to lose
Love and lust for blues
Like some dolphins
I know you ladies travel in groups
Tell
agree
But now if ya, if you're lookin' for trouble babe
You better not mess with me
Hey
'Cause you know I'll getcha one by one, ain't no fun
I
agree
But now if ya, if you're lookin' for trouble babe
You better not mess with me
Hey
'Cause you know I'll getcha one by one, ain't no fun
I
(feat. Rufus Blaq)
O-RYAN
Oh, oh, TU- O G
You know how we get down
T Scott on the track
O tell em what you're talking about
[Verse 1
the lights, let party begin
Mix a little love, get the mood jumpin
From New York to Miami by ten
I think I'm ready to go
Hot, every time that we hit up our spot
the lights, let party begin
Mix a little love, get the mood jumpin
From New York to Miami by ten
I think I'm ready to go
High, every time that we hit up our
to having violent psychotic
Quick devour polish it, politics
By the way I'm higher than the Eiffel Tower tip
I like writin'
But I will stick this pencil
here!
Alright! What up y'all? Welcome to the show
I'm Shaggy like you don't fuckin' know
This is my sidekick Fat Pat
He goes "Ha ha ha ha"
motherfuckers think that I fell off
But I still get it in by the boatload
Old homeboy said I went fake on him
I don't hang with a motherfucker no more
Aint a damn
for fashion's styles
Her jewels and treasures she found them in her baby's smiles
Oh I know that I owe what I am today
To that dear little lady so
if I pull this trigger",
So he cold dashed and ran around the block,
Cop radioes it to another lady cop,
He ran by a tree, there he saw this sister,
lady
Champagne on a balcony hmmmm
Tell if you ready
Puff fly and ride the breeze
Ohoooo-oo-oo
I
See you walking by
Beg your pardon
(Beg your pardon)
good and two bad
Some were old with gold
And some were lads
But the thing I know
And I know it well
Is ruling ladies
Is their own, fresh Hell
I hail
comes back
because God knows you don't care
Cause your heart is cold
Our love's grown old
I can't watch it die anymore
And the brown headed lady
She likes
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