Lyrics:
(out) like this
Ruler's one thing, but come Brixton
Nobody stands in between me and my man
'Cause it's me and Mr. Jones (me and Mr. Jones)
What
Workin' overtime
Just to keep myself from getting sacked
Well I don't like my job
Tell the boss to shove it
I ain't goin' back
Just like
soldiers
I'm colding then avalanches it takes a master mind to plan this
And you're askin how I handled this with picks, shovels and axes
[Mr. Lil One]
Fool
Asshole by nature like my name was Tre
And I don't gangbang, I control the Game
What I'm representin' here's puttin' holes in brains
Oh, I say the same
Sugar leaves soaking in gin again
That's how we win again
Infused Tanqueray
On my birthday
Mr Smoke It All
Smoked it all on the first day
I
of fighting with him, you know, and after all I didn't
Really do anything Friday and Saturday so I kind of owed it to him. You know
What I mean." She started
anything Friday and Saturday so I kind of owed it to him. You know
what I mean." She started to scratch. Sheila was giggling with her hand over
her mouth.
I'm simpin' like mr mclovin
She driving a Ford on ig a porch on this side it's really no judging
She faking she really lil pumped it and I'm hating that
and ain't nann out there can hurt me
trust me
believe that
it's Mr. G who is speakin
dem pluggas I left dem tweakin
yo broad I left her leakin
I'm creepin
my main man like what we doing
It's Saturday
I've been up since dawn than mowed the lawn walk the dog even been to the mall
It's Saturday
All my bills
happened next
Another bitch came by to give me sex
It was kind of strange I was thrown off
The last bitch got her head blown off
But fuck I ain'tsta
another phone
I'll ring and see if your friends are home
Perhaps the strange ones in the dome
Can lend us a book, we can read up alone
And try to get it
flickin, and how you ain't convinced
That you should go on and kiss it, "Just a Lil' Bit" (just a lil' bit)
I got my custom kicks, I got my Jesus chain
My
It's 8 o'clock on a Saturday night
Time to call the girls cuz I'm feelin' alright
Shake off the dust
Blow off some steam
Blue jeans fittin' right
cnd
straight to the bucket
Put the money in, start the ride, and I punch it
Been from the hood, straight shots in the daylight
A normal Saturday for Blaze
Out of bed at eight am
Out my head by half past ten
Out with mates and dates and friends
That's what I do at weekends
I can't talk and I
DJ Khaled
DJ Terror Squad
And he goes by the name of
You got the right one, it's Weezy fuckin' baby
And if your woman lookin', I'll let
I usually don't clown
Usually sit smoke a lil' bit or drink some brown liquor down
But see it's something bout the way you make a playa wanna play
So
on to get by
My heart is so pained but still it's alright
Getting stoopid faded Saturday night
I think I'm numb an alone when I'm high, in the night, it's
'm kicking shit like it's karate
The ice on lil baby from Johnny
Allergic to them, won't let none of these niggas by me
They try me I'm hurting somebody
Open
Intentions on a million no slippin my pistols on me
I got it if you want it we hand it out by the oz
Still fuck the other side I kno them bitches some police
cnd I'm in the booth with this one
Its Nell
cnd don't call me by my real
Name call me Nell
Turn me up a lil bit
This for the ones who ain't
back
Let's just hope that you get it
And if I have anything to do with it, mutherfucker I did it
Yeahhh, Young Tune, gorilla monsoon
Mr. Martian will
She only come see me when it's Saturday She just wanna come through and smoke all
My haze Feelin' like I'm Uzi cause my love is rage
I put that lil
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