Lyrics:
come around jockin
On my tip when on the radio my recors be rockin
Don't come frontin askin me for a pound
You ain't invited means you simply ain't
hope you know we betting
And dont slow down cause i swear we spinning back
If you owe me my money then gimme that
Come out the pandemic and broke
You got me feelin' blue, you got me feelin' down
You got me feelin' through, like no one else around
You got me feelin' blue (You got me feelin'
else
If I ask you to scratch my back, could you manage that
Like it read well, check it Travie, I can handle that
Furthermore, I apologize for any
you once told me
And I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight back home
told me
And I'll be damned if it did not come true
Twenty thousand roads I went down, down, down
And they all lead me straight back home to you
So I
that im buzzing like bees in the back
I come with a b cause I c how they act
Limited time you a seasonal act
Caucasian with cooking no season with that
I
what nobody
Is here but you, spider and Mase
There's supposed to be three
Hundred thousand in there (G-Unit radio)
When the drama get to poppin'
It don't
to the door
A stream of tears fall down my face
I can't hold 'em back no more
Drag my feet to let you in
All I can do is stall
And reminisce about days gone by
Will straight backs, I'm a chiropractor
The feds got me fed up, fuck the wire tappers
I'm the guy that rather live life
Angry than die in laughter
If you
on the radio
She heard me on that Jagged Edge shit
Memorized my cell phone number out the blue
Called me on some
"I wasn't sure if that was you or not"
Bitch,
a nigga in
The light than than wait til
Tha police come right than
And if you don't run you'll make it look
Right than god say i turned to kill he right
through the hood
Just stopped by to say what's up
And let you know
Your baby boy ain't doing so tough
And even though you passed
Going on four long
And I wanna hear that tune by Redman 'Can't Wait'
That tune the bomb, yo"
"You got it, coming from The Darkside Radio
This is 'Can't Wait'"
Woo, yo
do,
Back: Deep, deep trouble.
Bart: Well, you're damned if you do,
and you're damned if you don't.
Back: Nothing but trouble.
Bart: Aw, come on,
doing right|So let's do this one kiss at a time||Maybe by the time the sun comes up|We'll be up to a million or two|You'll know a whole lot about me|And
wasn't even there, nigga! Ayy
Bro, I'mma come clean, you got me
Jay in first
I'm in third! Where the fuck you at?!
Yo blue! What place did you come in?
headed back to the cut
I don't give a damn if
You judge my book motherfucker
I know that I'm country but
I guess that’s somethin' you don't understand
So
the rain
My only muse in the blues
My favorite color is you
You're like the map if I'm lost
Direction that leads me to
Only you only you only you
Yo!
Ever
(My racks is blue, yeah my racks is blue)
Uh So much money all these racks is blue
Want a feature then i'm taxing you
Told me they ain't going up
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
the 40
He gone get rowdy
And ya don't want that shit
Cause it's gon' be naughty, by nature
Fuck a player hater
I'mma come through
And you know I'm down
to live in the city I come from
And if you ain't fucking with it then let it be known
And we can either talk about it or be about it
Me I'd rather sit
fingers back at you
Oh so quickly we accuse
Casting judgment’s what we do
If God’s grace never came through
You’d point those fingers back at you
Rap’s
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