Lyrics:
That she won tickets to see
The Chili Peppers play
On Ellis Island
And it was for the release
Of their new album
By the Way
And she won the tickets
By
picked up a guitar, what does this signify?
I'm going to play some heavy metal riffs and you will die
You wanted arts and crafts? How's this for arts
We could save that shit, this for the kids bro
2015, niggas tired of playin' victim dog
Niggas ain't trying to play vic— TuTu, how many niggas we
don't play
B-, you think you saw this basket first?
You're a- backwards like motherf- Bob and Silent Jay
Illest sh- you could think I would say
Mind's
rich by myself, I want us to all win (let's go)
I done turnt it up I'm known for walkin' (walk walkin')
I'm livin' a double life I feel like Clark Kent
then look at you
And both of you make such a
Beautiful muse for this music
But this is not a Mozart movement
But baby girl keep your composure
I'm not
to play me for a punk
But they dash when I see em'
Me and brodie in the studio
AM to the PM
I got niggas that gon' slide more then DMs
And I know niggas
Man you hell of a pussy for
The shit you did last night
I could tell you nervous right now by
How you moving your hands right
Yeah please don't fuck
Okay, it's 11pm, I hope they play this song when I am deceased
She ate the meat off my limbs, down by the count now, 1, 2, 3
Read her like a book but
AM to PM, I had to hustle for a gig
Getting close to what I need, probably moving around the streets
White tee, khaki on, popping in blue bandana
Ay yo, this that shit you bob your head to
This that brand new instrumental
I heard he put his city on
That boy Kells so influential
Success got
the Ripper
Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, Jack-Jack, Jack the Ripper
King Hercules!
Back for the payback, I must say that
I heard your new jam, I don't play
the funky odor
Can't help being funky, I'm the funky Abstract brother
Funky in a sense, but I play the undercover
Once had a fetish, fetish for some booty
If them niggas don't work, then go eat by yourself
You can't keep up by feedin' your friends (no)
Bein' a dummy, that don't make you real
Better
get by on your own that don't mean that it's better
Why I keep a chosen few it's for the stormy weather
This way I can make it through and can handle
kill your pride
Nigga Play Me Nigga play Me
I'll remain trustworthy till the day I die x2
[Verse 2]
People I don't know keep telling me who I should
one gallon, nigga)
Whatever man, bullshit dog, keep laughin'
(Tryin' to save that extra
Dollar for that menu
For the McDonalds menu nigga ain't
Gotta
to the funky beat, my tongue is gonna beat it up
I did it, but the devil didn't make me
I did it for the suckers who tried to shake and bake me
Proving
wants a piece of me
Just came back from linking Nitz, now I'm taking pics at meet and greets
Hit the road at 8am by 12pm that's 101
Now i gotta go link
got music for you there
To add some music
(add some music add some add some music to your)
To your day
A bob didit a bop didit
Add some music music
for change[00:57.44]Gotta give back to the kids of the city[00:58.89]To show em a way to scrub out every stain[01:01.23]Clean up, gotta keep the beam
sticky for real
Take down the trap, I done did it for real
Crossed by my partners, that's envy for real
Got a feal Kodak I'm diein to live
Tellin' myself
But keep the heat by it, so when why'all creep keep quiet
[Chorus]
You can stand the fuck up if you fire your gun nigga
But sit the fuck down you
jail
And I can't get caught lacking
Got to be cautious for real
I know this house is made of cards
So I'm playing the field
Or I'm playing to keep
Look
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