Lyrics:
Yeah here we go just go with the flow
I want to say something about this girl I know
She tried to play me out though check it out
This I
more than friends
There is nothing left to talk about
I know she'll be walking out
If she finds out
You and I are more than friends
Ooh ooh ooh
the gamble that's
The history of the trade
Did you add up all the cards
Left to play to zero
And sign up with evil, Angeles
Don't start me trying now uh huh,
I'm like wassup hoe?
Where you been?
What you know about?
Oh no!
Who let 'em in? I'ma show 'em out
Never know
Who's really down or just down
I was walking down the street the other day
Tryna distract myself
But then I see your face
Oh wait, that's someone else
Oh tryna play it coy
a ground-ball play
I'm coming from the underground like it's Groundhog's Day
I'm talking so underground that when I talk about J, nigga
I might mean J Dilla,
talkin about a leash, but I play with them keys
Yeah and I'm the man to see
And if you want a pretty girl you can hallar at me
Cause I'm the man to be
they layin' in, what, what?
The rings and things you sing about, bring 'em out
It's hard to yell when the barrel's in your mouth
It's more than I
shit play on, you can't make it out
The world ain't set for what I'm about to do
Ninety-six tracks mixed down to two
I stepped out the booth, called
What's all the noise about?
Have some respect shut the fuck up
Driveby money talkin shit yo back the truck up
Y'all niggaz don't respect me but
talkin' about, boy?)
Listen here, all you 'round her (yes?)
You better leave my good gal alone
(You said that once, why?)
'Cause you can't give her
the speeds out, man
Delicate? Beats?
So that's what makes me now?
Nigga, I don't give a fuck about no beat
Check this out man
(I hear ya Dogg)
It's
Live
Brother Marquis in the house! (Yeah I'm the motherfuckin nigga)
Yeah, we gonna answer the question about girl problems
All these niggas is havin
they layin' in, what, what?
The rings and things you sing about, bring 'em out
It's hard to yell when the barrel's in your mouth
It's more than I
to the beat, tipsy off the bubbly
But at the end of the day, we feelin' to play
I'm tryin' to pin the tail on the donkey
It goes yes, yes yo, fresh to death
face today
Where is my place in this bright future, I heard him say
I've lost my hope there isn't anywhere to play
(Pull up the trees and put up
of all, love, your soul caller
Before me helped create and shape your distorted image
See every man don't play games or even scrimmage
Well, that's a lie
tell me shit about my, my baby
The only reason why they talking like that
'Cause you're my, my, my, my, my lady
Let me tell you, girl
Talk is
All I wanna do is stay right here on the floor
Get lost in the night and dance like there's no tomorrow
Don't care about the sunrise, somebody
mama 'nem think that you innocent
I know you turn into a freak
Don't really care about your exes
Whatever it is, it could be
They playin', I'm makin
where you goin' with that button on your shirt?
I'm goin' to the love-in to sit & play my bongos in the dirt.
Yes, I'm goin' to the love-in to sit
The style
of the rap makes your hands clap Take care sucker 'cause the lines
are
strapped They mean business no time for play If you bite a line they
of the rap, makes your hands clap
Take care of myself because the lines are strapped
Day mean business, no time for play
If you bite a line, we'll roll
gangsta nigga
Fuck around and find you in a bodybag
I'm just tryna fill out all these moneybags
See me, I'm what a drug dealer dream about
Fucking bad
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