Lyrics:
Would you read us a bedtime story?
Passed me the pistol
Bam, I look through the door
I see like three, four niggas
Conductor, Conductor, Conductor
3 packs rolled
And I'm up in the sky
3 stacks fold in my c note eyes
See no opp
Bambino life
She gon' shop
Father time
He don't stop
Me gon' ride
Prison Bed Blues - Acoustic music and lyrics by Jeffrey Robert Adams
2000, 2013 Jeffrey Robert Adams
℗ 2013, 2020 Bucketstomp Productions
All
up so let's run it up some mo
UndenYable bout to kick down the door
This time we kicking til they let us thru
Hustle lil harder that's what we gone do
tryna meet death we’ll arrange it
They be some losers with no Aquafina
She is a cougar I need me a cheetah
Sippin the lean You know by the litre
I just do
even touch a Coochie
Dumbass bitches getting drunk off a truly
Loser ass frats charging 15 for a groupie
Gayass brothers getting shot with that uzi
Homie
down to the ground to get out of the rain
Boom boom boom
The ants go marching three by three
Hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching three by three
the people around us are doing
We just vibin' till the end, we listening to acoustics Ain't nobody gonna judge you by the way that you're moving
Let me get
Twenty and twenty-four
Now I'm running for the door
csk myself how much is my life worth
The winners shout, the losers curse
Recall it, chapter and verse
jumping out the whip
Tell police bout the pistols by the front door
I been getting busy why the fuck you wanna hate on me
Hop inside the booth and injure
Performed by adam sandler and kevin
Transcribed by big brother.
[typing sounds]
Dr. stewart: hi, [i'm] dr. stewart.
Gary phelps: hi, dr. stewart.
exactly where I found you
I found myself tryna pick up the pieces
So you know I'm changing hoes by the season
Plenty of bitches tryn be Mrs Beezy
Wanna cuff
me I should stop and waitDevil sat down beside me with a smile on his faceOne look into his eyes and I fell from grace
CHORUS:And now I'm goin'
folks
But she's everything to me
Cause my whole world lies waiting behind door number three
Oh Monty, Monty, Monty, I am walking down your hall
God
Pedal down the highway, wave as they pass by
On the other side, listen to the engine of a
Twenty one Honda Ridgeline, muffler missing
Monster drink
on and on and last long
Every time I hear this song, this song
I will be played deep brown, the place teared down
Dangerous on the door, seen it all before
Coats
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
the potion
And once hit the groove everything is in motion
We coastin through the neighborhood and lookin around
And all of my homies on lock down, we
give you, means nothing to you
No winner or a loser to the games that you choose
Thought I was a fool, gave my heart to you
Can you tell me what I need
of losers
So the curtain closes
Uh, wait a minute
Jumping he just got his check now he's feeling blessed
He need a new chain that hangs down his chest
Maybe
now
Shit got the pipe down
Industry niggas I just got bomb
Track from kanye west pass the bomb aye
Kick the doors down like desert storm
Where's
got some growing up to do and bout to lose her by being a loser
So what's its gonna be I need you to decide, don't waste
My time, I'm not down for
like three by ninety
And if I play right back
I'll be smooth in the scene
(I'm the best at back now)
I dare one of you slide me
Because in the middle
first you know me
Because I'm the best striker
The scene's ever seen
(Ay I'm the best up first)
I like three by ninety
And if I play right back
I'll be
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