Lyrics:
the time and
How I need to hurry cause its bout to be live man
A parties jumping off Dj?s bringin beats
My boys bringing his girl, the one he met last week
and they be
Forcing my hand to make me, off this man
I never claimed killer, I came iller stayed realer
Our chance grows, traveled the globe, fans applauded
love is ancient artifacts
If I could only find a note to make you understand
I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand
Just Keep it
the world go round
[Chorus]
Open up your back screen door
Let me see your face once more
My hands are cold and my feet so sore
And I can't go on this
shoes
Go ahead good looking, you can keep booking
From my recital I'll never get my title tooken
So you got a little 9 to 5, so what?
What do you
off good vibes today
She wanna talk they down to play
Shoutout my uncle call him Ray
I give it time before I say
Why you keep talking to me
I get it
the ho up
You bogus running out on your kids my nigga grow up
For God's sake, like a wedding, cutting large cake
For large stakes let the hammer bang
the ho up
You bogus running out on your kids my nigga grow up
For God's sake, like a wedding, cutting large cake
For large stakes let the hammer bang
We can knuckle up, same way imma do my case
Ali Bomaye, what you trying to do I say
Hands in the air, on the ground, don't you move
I say
Be yourself,
King
Am a black Prince Will
Every time I pray I ask to find a way
To do God's Will
Regal address my mandem as Kings
By default known shut off for my
Riding 'round in a new city
My girl next to me and she look pretty
Top down in the new city
Even though it's kinda new, I got a good feeling
Riding
turbans, kufi's
Hand guns is petite the shotties is doofy
Talkin in is not nice, lot of niggaz got life
Everything is good in my bank except cop dice
that mfer ratchet and clank
Now I get in late and they just happy I came
Everyday laughin' my ass to the bank
Mask off looking like I had me a case
Pass
gone off my energy
So much soul Ima live again, ay girl go in the crib with 10
Play games I'll kick your ass out, put that on my timberlands
crying in my arms girl why you looking at me sideways
Sometimes I try to cut you off but yet you still by me
Sometimes you try to cut me off but yet you
Tool
I'm real nigga, you so full
World tours, and you local
All you say this shit on the menu
Give me large fries and I’ll be cool
Put your hands down by
girl/
I can go all night, I'm not your ex girl/
Do it good and I might let you be my next girl/
Work me over like you tryna earn a check girl/
I can teach
moments, and I live for a livin'
But this for the girls that barely let me get to first base
On some ground ball shit
Cause now I run my city on some town
pedigree
Staying in my lane
You cut me off and then you dead to me
Never show your hand, is like the only thing you said to me
Smoke a lot of green
gon' get a fly girl, gonna get some spankin'
Drive off in a def OJ
Everybody go, "Hotel, motel, Holiday Inn"
You say if your girl starts actin' up,
gone, leaving your heart shattered
Pick up the pieces, I’m wiping off the dirt
A fragile heart destroyed by a fragile man
Broken promises so ima make it
girls trip, Latifah
Uh, man this is Westside goals
They appreciate you too late, that's just how shit goes
Now get your hands up high, make sure you keep
girls trip, Latifah
Uh, man this is Westside goals
They appreciate you too late, that's just how shit goes
Now get your hands up high, make sure you keep
mans he don't be playing he got them hands he uncle willie son
Before he knuckle up he pop a xan and he gone get it done
Bitch on my granny grave he
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