Lyrics:
of time
RIP to all motherfakes
Mekakyer33 mo mante
Wei y3 new banga
Williams Hood YABA
Pick door number three if your price is right
I'll pull a DJ Quik "tonite is the night"
(Murphy Lee)
Hold on, so I can tell 'em who I is, a young
: Murphy Lee]
Murphy Lee the booty critic, I'm like a baby when you sit it
I damn sure didn't get it show this girl how you just did it
(Whaa?)...Ya
Pick door number three if your price is right
I'll pull a DJ Quik "tonite is the night"(Murphy Lee)
Hold on, so I can tell 'em who I is, a young school
[2Pac/Makaveli Speaking]
Yo 'Law!
Is it cool if a nigga just get fucked up for this one?
(Sample from "Survival of the Fittest" by Mobb Deep)
I'm
own.
"Beg pardon, stick it in my what? Well, really, Merle who?"
[Choir]
William Morris, keep us working...
Now, Milton was a real good friend a' mine
and undaunted
James Connolly was there
Now William Martin Murphy and his Dublin millionaires
Tried bribery, corruption, hypocrisy, and prayer
To spite
really Billy Danze?) Who the fuck you think it is?
By the law of the street, the best way to track his ass
Is to catch his ass (wet his ass) and to jack
You should be rolling up by now
Knowing I'm a look
Cool in them
Black and white pictures
When they talk about
Underground rappers
Gettin high
Downward
Its working its working
Its working its working
Baby its working its working
Its working its working
This is kounterclockwise music for
the world grooving, grooving
Uh uh uh, alright, uh huh
Now if you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta do what I do
When I do, what I
and I went on the run
Don't care about religion
I'm gonna marry the woman I love
Down by the Wexford border
She was Nancy Mulligan
And I was William
yeah yeah, yeah)
Keeps the world grooving, grooving
Uh uh uh, alright, uh huh
Now if you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta
the world grooving, grooving
Uh uh uh, alright, uh huh
Now if you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta do what I do
When I do, what I
to house all day long
Seeing these BIG houses
Houses I've never seen
In my entire life
3, 4 Stories
And you know what saying
My moms working hard
You know
boogie when I'm bored
Let me fly, but lately I've been feeling sore, tryna sore
I talk about my future like it's just about to happen
Get smacked by
many but really be one in plenty
And be choosing who be the one in attendee
Nigga wanna make it but lazy whenever they see i lie not working daily like
yeah yeah, yeah)
Keeps the world grooving, grooving
Uh uh uh, alright, uh huh
Now if you want to step
You gotta play it by the rules
You gotta
the opposition have the ball in an attempt to keep a high line. We dont usually see Portugal play a 4-3-3; this could play into Englands hands, but its
talk about shottys and .40s
But them boys ain't ever seen guns
I'm tryna retire at 40
I ain't working 'til 71
I ain't working 'til 71
I ain't
I once knew a nigga whose real name was William
His primary concern, was making a million
Being the illest hustler, that the world ever seen
He
Lucas done bodied the drums, then made it iconic with trumpets
There's times I go missing for some, its all for good reason just trust it
For three
Every fucking day (3) , everyday niggas
Look around niggas (3)
What you gon' to do 'bout it nigga? (3)
What you gotta say 'bout it nigga? (3)
That's
sixteen
Had my heart broke I can't lie
By a Jolene look alike
It's strange living here in between
And I'll explain just what I mean
If you wear cowgirl
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