Lyrics:
Thre3dee
Yeah
She's up and down like a blessing
Gives me flavours like a dressing
For my kissing she be caressing
So serious now never be messing
two peas in a pod
Oh Gods
These kids are shootin' spit wads
While I serve 10 star cod
Ritz Carltoning my way to nod
At the bod
At the bottom of the pit,
attention
Premonitions on my life, slip the banana clip in
Never put your hat on the bed. I'm a little superstitious
Got my black suit on, they say I am
on sight, flashing lights I came by and I made the game highlight
In the back with this bitch And you know that I hit I
Came back in the mix and she came
with your pop and your mom
In your room under the covers on your bed
Tryna cover your ear so you won't
Here your pop poppin' your mom
I'm the hustla, you
a hit
Cooling with your thot with your bitch
And I got rocks on my wrist
This wockhart not sipping on tris
Hoppin in the pot in the mix
Big rounds on me
Rolling up that good weed
Smoke one for my enemies iPhone 8's and Hennessy
I grind so hard feel like it's 10 of me
Tint on my whip look like I'm Kennedy
[Prelude: Tonic]
Yah, you know my signature
Be the Tonic with my man Earthquake and we be the Gift
Constantly surrounded by The Movement in
Dee:
I guess it¹s time for me to ride high
Another place for me to go
so by dancing in the disco just because I¹m a Pro.
Meeting up with Lucciano
head,
Ceiling fan broken, there's a heat in my bed,
Street band playing "Nearer My God to Thee."
We met at the steeple where the mission bells ring,
cap in them Hollywood hills
Caught up in the mix
I can't feel my brain no more
Sick of this shit
Think imma hop on a plane & go
she only got on that
real)
Standing on my tippy toes (for real)
Rest In Peace twenty four(for real)
I'm cool in the clutch, frozen in the whip
M-I-X man you know the deal
This music crisp, I had to loop it
Add it to the Fruit Mix
Man, I'm cooped up in this room
I let it loose so I can move with more two sense
No morph
choose
Cos what I feel about you
What I think about you
All the colors in my mind
They can't describe you
You Mix em well together
Paint me by the number
hipgrave. oh, mac.
Later
In the clear white circles of morning wonder,
I take my place with the lord of the hills.
And the blue-eyed soldiers stand
any one of my steps, cause i believe in fate
And that's the way, it has to be not one thing can changed
That's why i try and keep it same
But i have so
of the hill
I live there with my mommy"
So I went to the house at the top of the hill
The moon was shining clearly
She arose to let me in
Her mother
a bad day
But that’s okay buddy ‘cause I swear to God I’m by your side.
And I’ll be with you any time you say you’re down to ride.
So, here I am in
And I'm ma mix 'em into Eminem
So in the end, it'll just end up
Being mimi m&m and KIM and him and them
And it's my sentiments that I send them in
To be
Everybody in my faaamly was clockin loot
Sold my cadillac and bought a lexus sports coupe
I gotta house on the hill gotta boat on the lake
Gotta a detail
good in the city that
Had a fucking hoe for every letter in the alphabet
Annie and Brenda, Carla and Dee
And a whole lot a fiends that used to suck my
nas-ta-wi a-pa-rat,
Bo sfru-nê-³y siê ptasz-ki dla od-by-cia na-rad:
Po pier-wsze w..spra-wie,
Co œwi-tem pisz-czy w..tra-wie?
Po dru-gie gdzie siê
Ono was dead, so we had to split apart!
There's a million zombies in my backyard, backyard.
And they all wanna be rapstars, rapstars.
They need
rockstar, had to mix my drugs
Rockstar, rockstar, they just show me love
I was in the hills, I was feeling like a pop star
People give me starter ions, they
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