Lyrics:
to the mo'
It really don't matter how I get you in my low
Just hop in, let's go
And let your friends know!
Do ya thang, man
Fuck what they lookin' at!
What it do baby girl
Get on the dance floor
Will you put your drink down
Come and dance with me
What it do baby girl
Get on the dance floor
Just hop in, let's go, and let your friends know
Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at
Do ya thang, man, fuck what they lookin' at
Do ya
he wanna shoot ya
f**k em they call us niggs I'm tryin to make a livin
Do some touchin, you know I'm pretty good with the bustin
Trustin nothin you can
you
And had a kid for you at nineteen
Left school to help you chase your dreams
What happened to all we set to achieve
Like Martin Luther we had a dream
on my mind
Man I thought my song WestSide was a long time
I been Feeling these emotions so I put em ina rhyme
I Might b outta pocket you can blame it ona
up, aight, take the fuckin' blunt)
Yeah, wassup? (Damn)
I ain't even get charged yet
(Come on man, let's ciph man about the good ol' days man you
on a Internet blog
In a minute, he gon' be admitting that he love her on his mother
Man, he want to meet her mother by tomorrow
Mona Lisa
Pussy good enough,
gonna lie (got it good)
Party people in the place to be
Put your hands in the sky if you barely getting by
It's on and on till the brake of dawn
Got
high
I ain’t gonna lie (got it good)
Party people in the place to be
Put your hands in the sky if you barely getting by
It’s on and on till
then put a bunch of holes
(hoes) in ya man chin
(mansion) like Hugh Hefner
My preacher sellin' dope
Your preacher sellin' hope
My preacher sellin' dope
making
Mistakes with you my girl I need
More drink more strength more patience
Fuck you for your information
I know what I'm in for making
Mistakes
I be lying say I'm fine but I mean the finer things
cnd when she by my side I see the brighter side of things
Insecure, I never say it but she sees
murdered, it's murder
God ain't put us on the Earth to get murdered, it's murder
Don't point your weapons at me
Seen the pictures, feel the pain, scandalous
the fire die by the flame
Happy I'm gone knowin' my son's gonna be the same
As his dough-diggy dog that
Who put his feelings on a pamphlet
A pen unleash
the fire die by the flame
Happy I'm gone knowin' my son's gonna be the same
As his dough-diggy dog that
Who put his feelings on a pamphlet
A pen unleash
(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
to ack-wild
Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right
Strap by my waistline, cause niggas don't fight
Sucker free for life, so you better think twice
to ack-wild
Blunt in my left hand, drink in my right
Strap by my waistline, cause niggas don't fight
Sucker free for life, so you better think twice
Necktie
Whatever the fuck you do, just get out the place
I got some shit to blow, that's my right off in your face
I want to fuck, drink beer,
of
The sisters to be released
She simply came in and sat next to me
I was probably the
Ugliest man in town and this might have
Had something to do with it
"Drink
sing
But I'm scared to be made fun of so I drink
Think about how I let you down
Guess I never was good enough to stick around
So after I got kicked out
and you I never knew that we would meet again
You make a real man never want to cheat again
You remind me of the beach and Margarita drinks
Them other hoes
broken, you felt so unchosen
You ran a couple plays but I got you in motion
Put your drink up, uh, so much life that we toastin
Baby, I can change your life
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