Lyrics:
the ones to start 'em
Bag of honey roasted
Got the mexicoke
Belted in the cutlass
Dodgin ready to go
Gold flake patina
Early bird day dreamer
If you know
killing shit like I got blood on my kimono
Don't know what hit him
Run it back again in slow-mo
Come at me wrong
I'll turn your head into a fro-yo
Called
a snow globe eyes red blame it on the photo
Why she on me in the photo
I don't really know bro
Harry Houdini hocus pocus
Magic words then her clothes she
tough bruh
Look at my pants, I'm hard bruh
Look at your hun, she's star struck
Looking at me like I'm God bruh
I done made so much bands in my card, all
the world that Ima young black king
Uh, and I swear these ma fuckas tryna James Earl Ray my dreams
But if Ima be in-a-scope, it better be Jimmy Iovine's
I
the world that Ima young black king
And I swear these ma fuckas tryna James Earl Ray my dreams
But if Ima be in-a-scope, it better be Jimmy Iovine's
I gave my
to remember doin
You hate it or love it
Add em in the morning I get no sleep
Addie addie I'm the 30-10, no sleep
I'm a dreamer I don't need no REM, no sleep
I'm
see I'm negative in the bank (Gotta go get it)
I swear, writing this shit got me feelin' some type of way
When you come from the bottom it's only what
SHUT UP AND DRiBBLE lyric
Here we go!
James has the ball.
He did it again, he did it again!
3 different team rings!!!
JUST SHUT UP AND DRiBBLE
wasn't tryna die poor
To get rich or die tryin' like I'm 50 Cent
Literally, literally, I'm hated by many men
Says she sees the good in me, but I don't
James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James
Now the first of December
James
Deep greens and blues are the colors I choose
Won't you let me go down in my dreams
And rockabye sweet baby James
Now the first of December
Way you got it moving have the whole scene poppin
Focused on the hips but yeah I knew you saw me walk in
Pulling up, I don't shy away knew you were
Whole thang, whole thang, whole thang
Fuck half, I want the whole thang (byatch)
My name Harry in the streets boy
I'm bout to tell you what you need
like you and recover
The life that I knew as a young'n
In pajamas and Dun-ta-duns
When thunder comes it rains cats and dogs
Dumb niggas like me never
the ass is, but who's looking
And I mean that's my man, maybe I just took a peek
Maybe I wondered what it would be like, syke, cause james and me like
I
pull a nine out, blow my mind out
Is the end of me really serenity?
Man in my house, it's rap or die
Get a piece of that apple pie
Life is a Pharcyde
day I'm seeking
Striving for a higher ground I need and
Knowing it will come someday
Yes, I am a dreamer
Drawing my own life
In this book
swimming pools
I've been working on a hybrid fertilizer
I hear it makes the lettuce big
I could get some cash down at harry's pawn shop
And you could get
we blow it loud in here
In the words of sweet James Jones
Bend over let me see the fucking thong
(Would you pay my bills for me?) yeah
If I gotta keep
[King James]
Yo Savon, you're my man and everything else
But you just can't run up in this building and shoot
And fools got my brother hostage, man
a main event so many snakes approach me I just brush them off for charge with a knife by a friend I get emotional do this for my family it gets personal
right out of those woods
Old Dillon had a million tales but he sung me one refrain
And I recall that song by John Dillon James
One July Monday morning
your standards
The dreamers need to shine
In her darkest hour she asked me
Are you real?
It hurt, but at the time I don't think I was
In her darkest
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