Lyrics:
corvette
Lionel, Dave and the butcher made three
You got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinny bone tree
With the strings of a washburn
Stretched
from a red Corvette
Lionel, Dave and the butcher made three
Oh you got to meet me by the
Knuckles of the skinny bone tree
With the strings of a Washburn
commander
Gave him an army face and number
All but the outlaw jack of diamonds
And the aces in the sky
Well, he gave his sevens first instructions
Can we make it out the hood with this one
Yeah I'm laughing like lol
You a joke made by Dave Chappelle
My belt made from shells
Walking in the ocean
Corvette
Lionel and Dave and the Butcher made three
Well, you got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree
With the strings of a Washburn stretched
and number
All but the outlaw jack of diamonds
And the aces in the sky
He give his sevens first instructions
Spirit me a game of stud
Stakes unscarred by
the hardships we faced
Free my nigga Dave
Drive-bys in the broad day
Get your house sprayed
When the your rent's paid (Everywhere I go)
Still see the same thing,
an army face and number
All but the outlaw Jack of Diamonds
And the aces in the sky
He give his sevens first instructions
Spirit me a game of stud
superman
Make a nigga tap out
I'm a dog off the regains better run now
Hollow tips eat soul like dog food
I'm a big dawg gangin wit some outlaws
Savage
from a red Corvette
Lionel and Dave and the butcher made three
You got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree
With the strings
By the Devil's wash and the coyote hole in the wild Owyhee Range
Somewhere in the sage tonight the wind calls out his name.
Aye, aye, aye
why?
'cause the brothers that I knew with the rise drove by
Only nice in the days looking down the road
Seeing beautiful girls with the car load
Yeah
from a red Corvette
Lionel and Dave and the butcher made three
You got to meet me by the knuckles of the skinnybone tree
With the strings
(c'mon!)
If you see it in their eye when they try to lie
If you the bullet-hole-in-a-stop-sign kind
Then I'm right there wit'cha, put your drinks up high
For
I was raised by a whore and bandit
I got shot on my horse in the canyon
I was five when I learned how to gamble
Burnt the whole house down with
[echo]
Forever ghetto
Necessary picture food stamps
Outlaw thug niggas
Never left the boot camp
[Verse 2: BuckShot & Cocoa Brovas]
I'm a nigga for
niggas)
Do it, do it, do it
Come hell or high water, down to slaughter opposers
Just another lost soul, stuck, callin' Jehovah
Outlaw 'til it's over,
niggas)
Do it, do it, do it
Come hell or high water, down to slaughter opposers
Just another lost soul, stuck, callin' Jehovah
Outlaw 'til it's over,
first taste of freedom
First breathe of fresh air
to an outlaw just outta jail
You’re the dream I had someday
Of That nail by the doorway
I could hang
the dick
Put you in a hole then I split
Type of nigga to take a pebble
And mold that bitch in to a brick
Big dogs they don't ball hog
We get the team
a chemical daze
But do you really wanna turn out like Dave
Another day, oh joy another hole
Yeah make good use of your money from the dole then
Get home in
the massacre
Mass shooting at the Mandalay trained sniper no amateur
Amadou was slaughtered in his vestibule
Homicide was justified organized by criminals
Chief
It's like a dream, lead me quiet by a stream
Rhyming piety pious, silence science by a scream
As if I need to license what I weave, my interim
Spent
from a red Corvette, tore out the buckets from a red Corvette
Lionel and Dave and the Butcher made three
you got to meet me by the knuckles
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