Lyrics:
I had like ten cars
Medallions down to my dick nigga, Davader suits on - haha!
Saved my life nigga, I took a motherfuckin' pay cut to do this shit
on laughin' just so I wouldn't cry
Anyway, he bought blue orchids for my hair
I felt like Ginger Rogers after she lost Fred Astaire
I got by last night
fancy
About this homeboy named Fred
And this girl named Nancy
But, word! When it was over, I said, "Yo, that was def!"
And everything seemed alright
bammas can't see the bars
Y'all some paralegals
I smoke sweets in the suite
Like this shit is legal
Cover the building in green
My nigga: Fred Segal
Ha,
bammas can't see the bars
Y'all some paralegals
I smoke sweets in the suite
Like this shit is legal
Cover the building in green
My nigga: Fred Segal
Ha,
her ear, said, ";My car's outside";
At first she laughed and said, ";Nah, not yet";
Then I told her it's a 'Vette and she said ";bet";
";Under one
of communication and
I knew I could sing from being
In tune with the radio
I would listen to whatever my
Mom played in the car
The big divas: Whitney, Mariah, Celine
Cowell, I can't let you ex-factors survive
Nah, the time's right and they finally limelightin' the god of this rhyme writin'
My mic can only be likened
will never let you go
(now what you call that)
Said I got I got I got I got your back boy
(you got my back right?)
I got I got I got I got your back boy
and moon, you consume every message
As I lead this army, make room for mistakes and depression
And with that being said, my nigga, let me ask this question
to me,
He said I heard you an Ran got the cash an split it,
If I don't get my cut,
You motherfuckers gonna get it,
It was thirteen G's all mine,
I'm no one's wife
But, oh, I love my life
And All That Jazz!
Company:
That Jazz!
ever slipping I fully strapped
I grab my gat out the glove
Now, do these fools got a problem with me?
Or do they got love?
So when the light turns
slipping I'm fully strapped
I grab my gat out the glove
Do these fools got a problem with me?
Or do they got love?
And when the light turns green, I
I had shown a great acumen for playing music by ear. My father bought me a small keyboard that was maybe like one or two, maybe three octaves. And I
niggaz to pass the time, coming off the mind or the brain
Can't maintain I'm type strange
And ill, in the mind of Wiseguy, that's right
I'm the baddest
[Snoop Dogg - talking]
Hey yo Fred Wreck
Hey yo Fred
Yo, I'm tryin to fuck with all them fly
(Girls, girls, girls, girls)
Oh yeah
(All we
out there, I could use it right now
You know, I feel pretty good, but that ain't sayin' much
I could feel a whole lot better
If you were just here by my
to me,
He said I heard you an Ran got the cash an split it,
If I don't get my cut,
You motherfuckers gonna get it,
It was thirteen G's all mine,
and I figure lead, that's when the nigga bled
Bloodshed is what I see in the nighttime
Strange and deranged, I ain't in my right mind
I can't relate,
from the playa Joe
Man let me get my shit right
Cause I'm not gone be the one to fall off
Cause I know I'm gonna be the one to take a fuckin loss
20
all my fallen soldiers
Man, free my nigga Tooly right now
Another unlawful traffic stop murder by the hands of a bastard cop
They see the color of our
and I said, "Obie, I can't pick up the garbage with these here
Handcuffs on." He said "shut up kid, and get in the back of the patrol car"
And that's
will never let you go
(now what you call that)
Said I got I got I got I got your back boy
(you got my back right?)
I got I got I got I got your back boy
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