Lyrics:
do me right. (do me right, do me right)
I’ll let you live your life. (live your life)
Yeah,
That groovy life. (groovy life)
We gon’ fuck hoes
By
the dawny(?)
Hard, we live too, just like the 2 Live Crew, me so horny
'cause I'm a choosy thug, you get your booty hugged
Face down, ass up, don't stop, gitty
the dawny(?)
Hard, we live too, just like the 2 Live Crew, me so horny
'cause I'm a choosy thug, you get your booty hugged
Face down, ass up, don't stop, gitty
enjoy a glass
May it flow just like a faucet every time you ask
Got the trunk like I was Luke and the Two Live Crews
Minus one, burger moves, let
[Jay Dee]
Go, uhh, bounce, this is for all my live people
That want to hear some live shit, uh, this for you, ha
All my live bitches.. what
on the road
I know showerman in my postcode
That will smoke two spliffs
Go into devilish mode
Turn around and shoot Devilman in the face
Skid around the corner,
a grown man fast to react?
Well I do when I'm feelin up and runnin' up their stats
Take a weight of every life we live
And get snubbed by the ones who
my pocket
Yo heard, with my head I cock it, and rock it like that brother in colors
'Cause I want y'all to live, my crew is 2 Live, we sneakin'
the block
Like it's still free Kay
Thats the flock
Ya was ducking ya heads
On that same block
I'm w Bharlie
2 chops
2 vs deep
& I'm circling that block
wanna see me show up at yo house
Yall don't wanna see me don’t pop off at the mouth
Yall don't wanna see me that’s not what you about
[Verse 2]
I stay
of pot
The grams are hot
So he Selling grams alot
His cousin Reggie taught him all that he knew
His pops was an og from a Castries crew
Together they
the wine
slapped the pastor, didn't know Pop had asthma
He pulled out his blue bible, change fell out his coat
Three condoms, two dice, one bag of dope
Oooh!
she had been
Led straight into the DeKalb dressing room
Named for the street that bisects
A couple of local neighborhoods now
Populated by yuppies but
to live between the negatives and positives
While trying to make money slanging synonyms and homonyms
I went to pop's house so I can visit moms and them
to it, or die, black
We see you in Allah Kingdom, you try that
Check the fly cat, 2-point-5, multiply that
Cash rules, on my arm I flash jewels,
Pop-pop turn your sweater to a crop top
Killin' you and whoever in that drop top
Etcetera, etcetera and it will not stop
Just shoot, shoot like doot,
the punchlines
Hit 'em with a one, and then the two
See that comes later
To prove to all ya'll that I ain't no one hit wonder
I'm with the sand crew
So its
comfortable
49's 45's a pump or two
We don't permit outsiders amongst the crew
Matter fact who the fuck are you
'Cause I, I got to get it got to get it
touched her (tits)
Sucker MC's, I'm killing 'em, I'm so sick of seeing 'em
Silly (shit) when they rhyme, like that red rugby shirt worn by Gilligan
Plus
his pockets, man, that nigga was lazy
Boy what tote two on my hip
Glock 9, XD MOD.2, get hit
Pop one, pop two, pop three, get flipped
Beam it
Put that money on your coofie like dandruff
Scotty 2 Hotty
Done put the lil' bitch on the molly, she fucked everybody (2 Hotty)
Shottys on bodies,
have no clue
Swear that I smoked them like I'm a trained troop
Two two and three, you a fool
Me and D smoke you like a juul
I pop pills and I rage, like
never die, ah!
My crew standing by my side
Pass the joint we getting high
In this life you live or die
So you gotta go outside
Go and catch some good
tell all them fuck niggas
"Watch out" don't be out on that block
Or it's litty again
I done lost time, money, plenty of friends
Go live if you want, pull
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