Lyrics:
told her, I said it's cool, get at me
Come by the house and get nasty
I spit the real game
I rolled her in my Caddy when she yelled my name
I told
told her, I said it's cool, get at me
Come by the house and get nasty
I spit the real game
I rolled her in my Caddy when she yelled my name
I told
groove like Kuzco
The big dog did it in the booth like Cujo
And josh locked me in and hid
The keys to the studio
Been left behind by some people
But it's
boys got marriage
My four by four before bad bitches
My pimp cup stood up mad bitches
My Levi got that rare stitchin', yeah
I be crankin' hits up
when autumn is the painter.
You're Moonlight on a night in Capri,
And Cape Cod looking out at the sea,
You're all places that leave me breathless,
alone
The pain in your heart is strong
Baby let me hold you in my arms
Let me be your protector from harm
Cause no one should be alone
On Christmas
on a holiday
I'm locked up, tryna' escape from all the love and the hate
Yeah, you been single for a while and you calling me up
You left a message on my phone,
a holiday
No don't make it a sad day
For me
Hey Blue Sky
Won't you care to try
Just to hold on
for a longer while
Till I've given up
On the telephone
They
To ba ngbo majo ko jo makosa
(a ya ya ya ya)
Jaye o jaye o
I'm like a life of party
How we do what we like
Hook me up by the beach side
Here we dey
a holiday
When I get off this island it's a holiday
I dream of the day
No longer castaway
They divide by caste, class and race
Sing this refrain with us
For
Push in the key
Leave the city
Four or five days
Spent by the sea
Wife and me
Here we go
Round the harbour
See what their
Shops can offer
Play
to the flat, hit up the Hollow back in J-Town
See my Cave folks got that gray pound, we hit the interstate
Straight be blowing like a freight train, ain't
believe
Yes, time to go for broke
Too much love, called an overdose
J Holiday put you to bed?
Then I'm gon' leave you comatose
Yeah take a walk with me
interuptin in your chain of thought
It's me so give it up, cause the gat is in your gut
Don't make a move or I'll Roll You Up, sucker
[Break - w/variations]
by the feeling'
Let me tell you about Christ healin'
He saved me when I was hangin out on the street
With the pimps and thugs,
Frontin' while they was
on a Christmas morning
Skip the presents, yeah, you're all I wanted
Oh, I wonder how it's been in California
Do you remember?
You, ou, oh, oh, ou, ou and me
Primetime see my name in the highlights
J ain't gone play AK get your mind right
Stay flying by write my name in the sky like
Blaze one for the High Life
can't look me in my eyes
Say he street nigga
But really a weak nigga in disguise
I never claim to be gangsta
I never claim to sell dope
I'm just a pretty
phased By two faced haters eho faceless
When they face me uhh
Back against the wall you'd be Dumb to front (You'd be dumb to front)
Life inside these
Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes
And I be good til the fat woman sing a note
I'm tryna find life's meaning up in this Patron
I'm
chrome, servin' blows, we in' zones
My mom didn't understand me "Boy, you gon' die just like your daddy
from two to the head, dumped in the riverbed
I
from here, if you ain't known better tuck your ice
I'll put a brick on your head, consider that your price
If it's about money, you can count me in
I'll
the Hemi
I be runnin hoes like Luke in Miami
So I hit her gotta get the half of my jimmy
I don't mean to pimp that hard, it's just in me
Got a sick flow
i get paid
Nigga I'm out here covering and raise
Nigga I'm stuck in the chill like his lays
His bitch fuck with me she like how i taste
These Niggas
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