Lyrics:
a lotta ambition
Don't need no supervision
I just start by reminiscing
I play the beat on repeat till i get the flow(flow)
Then i write out my song and i
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out, in the parking lot
By a Cherokee and a green drop-top
doubt
Step out, show me what you all about
Fingers in your mouth, open up your blouse
Pull your G-string down South, aoowww
Threw that back out,
in bed
With no covers
Such hooligans
Tell me who made these rules up
Such foolishness
Side show
This is Mac Dre
Gettin stupid
Bitch
I just want
the strings
If it's ye long
LAMONICA
One for the block
Two for the drop
Three for the trap
Live from Marvin's home
Let's go
Let's get it on let's get it
This song was first released on the Autograph album. It is the only album it has been released on.
He was stranded in some tiny town
On fair
It wasn't no other way to word it got my feelings murdered
By the bullet of bad the singer of sad
Songs to make you long for your mom and your dad
raise me right for me to just sell my soul
I know my right from wrong so when you listen to these songs
Please believe there is truth in every single word
careless that you came from under
So when you on top you can show off yo hunger adjust to the niggas
That fell off and sunder
Got Ultimate goals no
or Worldwide
Time spent or time fly
Number one or top five
I heard from a Friend that had heard from a friend
They wanna know why I'm sneezy
Cause Ive blessed
Him Deepcdid
Got The game On lock Keys
To Winning
Top Billing No more
Sinning Sitting Shock Gun
With a king Champion
Papi Champion
Take me away
From
fuck that
Loud strings in my chucks and a maroon velvet golf hat
I let my holsters hang loose, no truce, no tamin
Westside niggaz for life,
the ladder of law has no top and no bottom
Stared at the person who killed for no reason
Who just happened to be feelin' that way without warnin'
And he spoke
and caught 'em
And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom
Stared at the person who killed for no reason
Who just happened to be feelin' that way
It wasn't no other way to word it got my feelings murdered
By the bullet of bad the singer of sad
Songs to make you long for your mom and your dad
home mary Jane pass the strong
I'm loving this little lemon
Like a Mary song
Keep that ass on top like a carry on
Then I hit it from the back
In that ass
with 8
I'm real drug rich from state to state
I'm sticked the fuck up when I'm in the A
Smoke top shelf Za' when I'm in the bay
Treat Pap like Suge when
the ladder of law has no top and no bottom
Stared at the person who killed for no reason
Who just happened to be feelin' that way without warnin'
And he spoke
watching, let's put on a show
We don't stop in the middle, we go the whole round
I run through the sun, run through the snow
Pulling strings like a fiddle,
watching let's put on a show
We don't stop in the middle, we go the whole round
I run through the sun, run through the snow
Pulling strings like a fiddle,
watching let's put on a show
We don't stop in the middle, we go the whole round
I run through the sun, run through the snow
Pulling strings like a fiddle,
once was turn to so dime
I plead with all your mistake, one by one you pull the weed off my brain
I have no strength to regain no time for you to explain
There's no map I was set up to die in the blizzard
Drown by the sound of my fear no one to be heard
I'm expected to display my guts on the scene
I promise I
so uncomplete with out
My life is just a word
With no definition
Yes without you
Love aint a feeling
And I know it
Cause I learnt it from You
Love
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