Lyrics:
by now, shot up, full of lead by now
Got up with JD though, crazy dough
Queens with the So So Def, A T-L's best
(yeah I know)
Every ride up the 9-5,
SCREENS-
NOW WE GOING TO THE VIP
PLEcSE FOLLOW ME-
CLOUDED BY THE CHEECH cND CHONG
PcRTY PEOPLE GET IT ON-
POPPIN BOTTLES
cLL NIGHT LONG-
GETTING MY DcNCE
to jack it up)
You'll be alright tonight
[Verse 1 - Wyclef]
To all the girls I cheated on before, it's a new year
Hey yo, dear queen, by the time you get
not be afraid
You must turn the page
You dreamt a world of things
Like you were a duchess born
Or Coretta Scott King
And the queen does not invite you
boom boom kumbaya
Vroom vroom zoom by ya
Me and all me goon brada
Mario brother shroom power make me doom doom da da
This bullshit daughter caught
sun-kissed by the heavens
Out this world by design
A million kisses from vermillion lips
Her figure blessed me out of orbit
So divine
But, uh oh, uh oh
Houston
feeling rejected.
But Respected is what it should be
Not when we're buying
Polly Pocket, thinkin the world is so small
We need to buy her a rocket
Written By: Derrick Wyatt
With these flows ima run the world like the mayans
Put me in the league like i’m playing for the giants
Wouldn’t be me
Uh
I'd rather be with you
This world is mad
I'm just happy that I can lean on you
Go pack yo bags and let's travel somewhere that's meaningful
I'm
some ride or dies switch up
Kinda caught me by suprise if I’m being honest with ya
So make sure that you good on your own in this world
Cuz in reality
Shouts to the Queens, you go girl
Know it's hard for warm hearts in this cold world
Tell me what it is? what it do?
Yeah you tired of that old, if
Rich by 30
Rich by 30
Rich by 30
Rich by 30
Rich by 30
Rich by 30
Nigga I gotta be Rich by 30
Rich by 30
Rich by 30
Fuck 9-5
I'll stay till 5:30
Job
by the camp fire
I been in the sun check the tan line
Sticking niggas up got their hands high
Twisting up their tongue got their hands tied
Threatening
the clutch if you think that I’m lying
The greatest of timings
Got the Bottle of Hennessy
3 bitches they drinking right next to me
I ain’t rocking no
bitch with some banging ass rhymes
Beating down your fucking block guess I'll call it hammer time
Popping bottles, spitting rhymes, blessing beats baptize
yeah, yeah, yeah
Open up a bottle of NAUD, let's count some paper (paper)
Anywhere you want in this world, I wanna take you
Let's go and buy a couple
side of Queens
We get the CREAM, laid up, love-love for dame
Cos I mean what I mean, I'm out to claim King
Doin my thing, do wild stakes my name'll reign
of Queens
We get the cream laid up love love for dame
'Cause I mean what I mean,I'm out to claim king
Doin my thing, do wild stakes my namell reign
decrepit is where I'm at
Sinful like a brain full of bottle rockets
Not a model, not a prophet (nope) not?undone?
Got a fuckload of missions here want 'em
jazz is to me
History repeating itself like a
All the great cars of the world in one massive collision
All the doctors swallowed up by one
Two thirds of the world turned victim
Subtle energy, they capture and block chi
The unseen violence behind the democracy
Some call it hypocrisy
Turn
kinda care fuck it Imma take it there
Grab you by your ankles hold you by your underwear
I never play fair so here’s a fair warning
I’ll take a stripper
Bottle Rockets
Lugging quarters out the automat
Briar Patch delinquent inking angels
Onto fourth walls
My wings could never pioneer those
Fortunes
me
Some john had a camera and an internet site
And the streets were getting crowded
I took the money, it was over by midnight
But I don't want
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