Lyrics:
Jones be pushin daisies
But you slow and lazy, you can't fade me, that's the reason I knock ya lady
How you gon' pimp wit'cha dick up in her? I told
Some people really are
How you a man waitin' for the next man to get rich?
Yo' plan is to stick out yo' hand real quick
So if he feed ya family
Cheeba chebba, y'all
You're all (Cry together)
Cheeba cheeba, y'all i need (Lie together)
Ya don't stop to get by (Cry together)
Yeah yeah
Ahh (You
of tyrants and violence,
I'm flossing my diamonds, by the grace of Capo, in he mist of the hood, and it should be all good,
But murders go down, you know they
your night
Everybody say I got the shit to be a rapper
But you motherfucker's don't know what I'm after
If we playing cards then this is what I'm casting
that. Pretty
personal. Real ruff copy. It's the only one we got. You know what I
mean? I think y'all really love the story. People are nosey and want
tryna preach, I know you heard about this before
More money, more problems and that's how it just go
Man it's still a dream to go get this cream
But these
I'm ready now (what you ready for?)
I'm ready for life in this city
And my wings have grown almost enough to lift me
I'm a dinosaur with Jones Beach
make something way I go chop
If I di sick papa go buy me paracetamol damn
These my parents are my all and all so you better take your parents as your all
little tune you play.
(BOY:) Oh, la bella senorita!
(JONES:) Si, si, mi muchachito,
She'd love to sing it too if only she knew the way.
But try as she
Man I ain't gonna be shit in the morning after drinking that
If I can sell you the American dream,
I can sell you anything
I got to get out,
through fake
See mine step in line cah we really outside
If you're calling my line I aint got time
Keep up on your toes
Ill be ready on my jack jones
Cant
Yo, what it is? What it do? What's goodie?
You are now tuned in to the sounds of
A Tribe Called De La Peas
L.A. New York collabo
Y'all know what
gotta think smart
If it's your dream, you gotta make a list If it's your dream, you gotta take a risk
Yeah, day by day, nigga, play by play I been really
the way you look inside
Tell me (What) kind of vibe do you wanna find
Do you day dream, do you save me
Ohhhh Barefoot Jones
Now there was a fella you took
Would you rather live life like me or by the book? (you get it?)
Sheesh, we are what we are
Make the wrong move will put your faggot ass in the ER
He's
am a Monster
If you claim you a God
Then let me see you turn them beats into water
Then from water to wine
At least so I can try to have a good time
Is it too much to ask
I just wanna be loved by you
I just wanna understand you
Franck jones got lost in time
He wish he could live in 1969
If he could
It's a hallucination brought about by various causes
The way we are brought up being the chief of them of course
I remember, as a child, and you probably
It's easy to live in your dreams, but you stand still, where are you going?
Cause a dream's a dream, gotta work hard
Today's today, tomorrow's tomorrow
Gang but we live by the codes of Coberas
Hoopties, drive by's, long nose through Nova's
If you dope I dope ya, where the pimps are colder
The end is
Little Bessie, girl that I once knew
And she told me just to come on by
If there's anything she could do
Up on Cripple Creek, she sends me
If I
Little Bessie, girl that I once knew
And she told me just to come on by
If there's anything she could do
Up on Cripple Creek, she sends me
If I
knowing that I gotta make
It running on my deadline
Giving out flat lines
Cause if you think that I'm feeling
Fucking up by mine man, I gotta maintain
Its
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