Lyrics:
And these bitches sipping off my old Juice
Tryna eat off my plate
hmm
Leave em cold like the produce
Drop the scroll in my old booth
New stories on the motu
happy for you, man, by my heart
Yo, It’s good to see one of us just makin’ out of the streets
And focus on that music shit
Keep that good shit comin’ man
name
Showed you nothin' but love
Somethin' strange deranged
Just wanted to see and make some change
What about old friends that claim I change
I ain't
the stars in the roof
Just like a lighter I come with the fuel
Shawty down to do what I do
And it's only us two getting this loot
Tuss in my cup I ain't
copper taste
Gucci got man acting like they cop a taste
But they copped it from Turkey and now they got copper waist
Brown in thirty what a proper waste
it’s just me over here losing my mind
If you had been single when we met
Maybe things would’ve been different
And I was blinded by the lights of your
sayin?
DEB: Oh, my nigga, I ????? to do the shit by myself!
JT: Shit, do what, what you bout to do, man?
DEB: Tell these people bout this muthafuckin
without you very well
I've forgotten you just like I should
Of course I have
Except to hear your name
Or someone's laugh that is the same
But I'v
the crease in his brown
He chews his nails and he fidgets
Just tryin' to settle on down
The TV channels keep flippin'
His adrenaline slowed
There's never
It’s like I wanna spit something written
But keep forgetting
So I guess it’s from the heart from the start
Played my part
Seemed like I just wasn’t
the old man's tale's been put to rest again.
And when the Wheel of Guilt's been started
They just didn't see that a circle has begun.
Like a snake
harassing a man because he black or brown
Out here just to serve and protect despite our imperfections
Cuz you know a few of us have traveled that wrong
of your man eye
Not to mention he can't help it because I'm fly
The plan is
I stroll by
Big bubble Chanel shades with diamond tips
Get up close
makes a young man's stand,
Tries to stand up tall.
Old man from the same clan
Bangs his head against the wall.
Life's rough, it just get's tougher
drummer beater
Brown sugar is sweeter beats by Peter
Like I said before, thump in my trunk
That's all I really need and
A bag of blue funk
La la la la la
Intro (by Chi Ali)
Dag, I wish I was like Jordan
So I could just fly through the air no one could ever stop me
Or, or like Mike Mike Tyson
So I
Chorus: sample]
"Give it up! Oh Lord.... give it all to you
I try, but - it's - just - no - use!"
[R.A. the Rugged Man]
Aiyo, give it up, rush
And now we keep the chatter to a minimum
No back 'n forth just like a pendulum
Sweet 'n brown just like cinnamon
She think I'm handsome 'n other synonyms
Aye
I mean we been knew it existed
I feel like people just learning more about it
This the time when you hear me speak
When I rose and you chose not
run to the money like this shit a race
Bitches in my face
Please just give me space
Glock up on my hip get up out my face
Balaclava on so you only
sit up on a dick and do it
Like I'm gay, everybody knows I'm gay, G
Always getting boned by Jay-Z
I'm at Mickey D's
Getting me a dick and fries with
Higher
Higher
Higher, oh
Yeah man
I am Lorenzo aka Jovanotti
I'm grooving like james brown I sing like Pavarotti
I mix romantic flavor of a typical
aint you i don't mean to offend you but
(BUTTT)
(Hahh)
Step aside
Make way for the certified, mans gotta do what he gotta do
Right?
Couple vixens by my
his big brown eyes.
Refrain:
Little Bo-Beep - get along to sleep;
Never mind the worry - keep on countin' them old sheep;
Your little eyelids flutter
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