Lyrics:
and shifty, quickly call Swifty
To do a drive-by on the tenth speed with 50
Ya feelin' lucky? Squeeze
I catch you outside of Chuck E. Cheese
With your seed,
The breeze will tease the trees
And whistle by the brook, we'll take a look
And ripple by your ear, to clew you in
It's lovin' time again
For you
you know sometimes words
Have two meanings in a tree by the brook
There's a songbird who sings
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misleading
Ooh, makes
to di hook
If yuh love da style ya, people listen to mi
People listen to mi
[Verse]
Gal from yuh a run di place, oopen yuh eye, look
Look how much people
magic, bitches want to follow my doe
Keepin ya bouncing, got all my people singin the hook
Got bitches buggin like how niggas be wild in the brook
Look, we
strapped with gats, you can hate that
Face facts, fake rap cats
Can't take back what I took back to the Brook, look
(Some people hate)
(Some people
the bar
I'm Sargent John L Brooks
Narcotics, fourth floor
This lady deals in steroids
And I'm taking her in
And by the looks of this table
You must be
to the block, to pull up five in the mona
Shit, I need to chrome up, become a home owner
Look lifes a bitch, but im on her
I almost cracked this, no more hustling
need to chrome up, become a home owner
Look life's a bitch, but I'm on her
I almost cracked this, no more hustling backwards
Up the ave I zip, nigga
John the Baptizer
By the Jordan brook
Up comes this brood of vipers
Just to take a look
John says, "There's a comin' of glory
There's
over, Coroner come roll him over
And I don't just look real, this crook deals coke
Only thing whiter dog is Brook Shields
Harlem, holla back, how
roll 'em over
And I don't just look real, this crook deals coke
Only thing whiter dog is Brook Shields
Harlem, holla back, how the hood feel
Platinum,
tired
Desired, that was the beauty I admired
Out by the 41 Brook, no joke
Can I have a toke, finally, she smiled and smoked
Gave the girl my number,
want it all at the door
Fuck heat, Sheek walk around with an oven
Who you gonna kill with that little Foreman grill?
How its gon' look when I come
up five in the mona
Shit, I need to chrome up, become a home owner
Look lifes a bitch, but im on her
I almost cracked this, no more hustling
All Eyez On Me
Whatever happened to Brook-lawn?
Better yet, Crook-lawn?
Niggas even look wrong, niggas get hooked on
Picture me making
the highway at night to run a deer down; I look for the action
Funk Doc, I don't look when I'm crashin!
I'm so dope I could bundle cook-up by the aspirin
Gaspin
want it all at the door
Fuck heat, Sheek walk around with an oven
Who you gonna kill with that little Foreman grill?
How its gon' look when I come
She says, “Good luck to you my boy, and may God bless your soul.”
The “soup kid” said, “Look here brother, I don't mean to be so bold,
But can I buy
soldier
So I hold my chin up, gotta keep that focus
He's just got lyrics between a hook
Till he starts to spit, you give me a look
Flippin' the page
Gone fishin' Instead of just a wishin'
Gone fishin'. . .see him snoozin' by a brook
Gone fishin'. . .didn't even bait his hook
There's his hound
people singin the hook
Got bitches buggin like how niggas be wild in the brook
Look, we street niggas, while you live by the book
Funny nigga, ain't no
Nigga, we, we been through all of this before
Cocaine in a drawer
Pistol by the pocket, baby, ready for a war
Comin' from the bottom, scratchin'
'Cause you know sometimes words have two meanings
In a tree by the brook, there's a songbird who sings
Sometimes all of our thoughts are misgiven
Ooh,
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