Lyrics:
Colin Powell, general admission
You are all welcome, new Malcolm of the talcum
By any means, AK lookin' out the window screen, uh
Let's get it on, new
slush
I'm too up, with two sluts
I'm too up, give two fucks
Up the pump, bitch, what's up?
Windows up, geeked as fuck (uh)
Shoot my shot, I'm hot
it in high as fuck wit' them windows tinted
Oakland, get it by any means necessary
When you from where I'm from you gotta make it happen
Ain't no
polyester suits"
Well, one day, up the avenue
There was a man surrounded by the Fort Greene crew
He said, "Hear ye! Hear ye! Come one, come all!
For tryin' to brace,
Cough drops laced and you'll be laid out stunned by zae's
Place the cover in a maced
ATF lookin for this arsonist, lettin off
And your feet can only walk down two kinds of roads
Your eyes can only look through two kinds of windows
Your nose can only smell two kinds of hallways
lookin' through the back window
As my thoughts repeatin' at 12 o'clock at night
Prayin' I make it home alive
'Cause 12 be lookin' for another victim
Everyday everyday passes us by
Who would've thought what we had woulda grew up to die
Looked through your window right up in the eyes
Life split up
what you gon do
Be a sucka get stomped out too
Cop it and park it in place
Rollin up sparkin an eighth
Windows down blow in your face
Cops lookin out
but I will tho
No drive bys
I ain't hanging out no windows
Get up on dem close
Talkin real close
If it's real smoke
They gone what I'm here for
chest
Sunlight peakin' through the window blind
Soft smile in your eyes
Lights a fire deep inside
Rain or shine
You're the rainbow in my sky
Little Red
by the butterflies
Baby don't act shy
I can see on her face that she really don't mind
With them light brown eyes
I can feel 'em lookin' through me
obsession now my heart is sacred
My drive is bettering myself through my hearts aching
Don't you go out there just assuming that my kindness is a weakness
me exactly how that bitch set herself up
Lookin through her window, now my body is warm
She's naked, and I'm a peeping tom
Her body's beautiful,
and Cristal guaranteed to get right
Like misdemeanors is a small thang
With DJ Quik in this bitch, I let my balls hang
Runnin' through the street lights,
(loved)
Standing by the window questioning if dad is ever going to show up (up)
Isn't something he's gon' have to worry about
Don't get it twisted, that
smoke weed, already blunt, all of my cars, I had to hunt
My doggy young as hell but still'll step, we call him baby runt
Like window shoppers, I see
Been around enough to observe the game
Just not high enough to squeeze on the grip
If they test my limits what I've been through
It's clear as day lookin
sliding
Curising through the city dreamin lookin at these houses
Like one nigga one day nigga it’s gone be yours one day nigga
Just stack them figures,
.. but somebody's gotta do it
Pimpin ain't easy, but somebody's gotta do it..
[Verse One]
I see lookin all good with a see-through dress on, nails
through
Let me take you on a journey through my mind, produced by Qux
Born in ‘89 lemme remind you that
I’m not trying to grow up, let’s bring the 90’s back
cloud
Here I'm tumbling for you
Stumbling through the work that I have to do
Don't mean to harm you
By leaving your town again
But I'm over
of ya'll nigga's
Screw barkin', I take bites out of ya'll nigga's
Crack open your safe then put a bomb to it
Fuck shootin' windows nigga, I jumps through
Stayed in bed all mornin' just to pass the time
To unwind I wrote a rhyme ripped it up and wrote some mo lines
Lookin' out my window saw an eagle
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