Lyrics:
to Vivaldi
It's all connected with stings but with Egyptian magic I'll open your block sesame street
Now who lava than the core they wait for this man to get
climbs up on top
"Cowgirl" does no justice how
She’s fucking my johnson
Sending mind-numbing waves of pleasure and
Heavenly joy as we’re conjoined
me and open road
I'm running away from home
I've got the Devil by my side and through the dessert we roam
I've got a bottle of Jack on the dash , it's
The suns of man-sion, has been opened up
The door is open, yeah, yeah
It's like, beware of bio chips, I share hits
Harder than slave whips like
there's nothing to morn
Open up takes your eyes off the floor
Sun set time to open the morgue
In the morning I'm feeling like damn son
Handsome
Way too much
Got my opps nuts roasting on an open flame
Call me jack frost, snipping off your nose and face
When you cross the MM it's how your Christmas goes
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
And niggas don't be tripping, don't
Be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like that fucking green and paper's what I said
Big
an open mind
A man who fails to listen is blind
We only got one right left in the world today
Let me have it or throw The Constitution away
What
is dime a dozen Like your cars and train times This is the shit I'm not the ordinary prick I holla it, step back Jack Or collide with two fist Blam!
open pick by pick
Hit me coach I'm open
We just bought the block back
We just bought the we just bought the
We just bought the block back
On my grind
be trippin dont be doin no drive-bys
Cause we dont gangbang, dont wear blue or red
We like that fuckin green, papers what I said
Big Moe wassup, in
broke em all down and we all got high
And niggas don't be trippin don't be doin no drive-bys
Cause we don't gangbang, don't wear blue or red
We like
room he don't wanna see me pop
He wanna see me rot earned everything I got
Wasn't born with a lot
Dwayne Johnson in the pot
Hit a head with the rock
Tore
For she's been humped by every chump
From Jack Lane's Way to Broomfield Bay
She's got saggy tits, breeding hips
And a fire down below
You'll grow
seems
Jack and Tyler, Jekyll and Hyde
Doing the tango, side by side
One eye open as the other is blind
All you bring is the moon
You're the lunatic
All
And my back to my savior
You had me thinkin you were almighty
But to the almighty you're just a man that's really all tiny
The maker will open up our minds
So he untouchable, oh he can be touched
Well, where he stay at then, he stay by such and such
Well, since we got altercations with these so called
Ella Mai Trippin'
Home of the Vortex, no spillin'
Always sober at the party gotta stay Streetwise
Watchin' over the boys, clear mind, open eyes
I'm
I was waiting at the bus stop for my lifetime to arrive
Running late by half a second left my words on overdrive
I was jumping like Jack's shadow in
I was waiting at the bus stop for my lifetime to arrive
Running late by half a second left my words on overdrive
I was jumping like Jack's shadow in
flicks, mind's on the slouch
Back on the couch, heard the phone ring
It was a shorty from uptown I met back day, long time no hear from
No doubt long
really need to fuck it up
Take 'er to the pasture, maybe there I'll show her somethin
Just a perty country bumpkin
Ain't by luck I got her buckin
Like
[Lupe: Talking]
Uh huh, Friend of the People!!
Yeahh, I mean c'mon. What the FUCK do I gotta do?
This one for the fans here Jack.
[Lupe: Chorus]
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