Lyrics:
as Satellites they have different types
Space satellites are cgi
And there are hundreds of the real type they strap to balloons
That you can see fly by
At night.
of your license plate
N-W-A."
[REFRAIN (x2)]
She was Chubb-y and
ready to Rock
Naughty By Nature and
part of my private stock and
ridin in the relax
frame
regrets, no abortion, had a son
By the name of Seven
And he's five
By the time I do this mix, he'll probably be six
You do the arithmetic
Me do
Something my papa said that
Caught my attention
His eyes red he's smoking on
Marijuana mixing the two eleven
He said I'm seven going on sixty-seven
The day I
if we keep flirtin' fate &
hurtin' with hate. Time to grow up, get real, come on
We can ressurect the world by the lights early dawn
What so proudly
HEARTBREAKREDD)
(Verse 1)
Yea mon Davi Jones Heartbreak X (you know what I mean)
Gunmon ting (you know what I’m sayin)
Gunmon ting this
20 karat Jesus save me
Tricked off on my new bitch, she was half black and Malaysian
Split my last two hundered thousand on a bird and Mercedes Benz
with a shot two or three
Yeah I’m in the zone
I like to mix rose mo’ with ma Patron
The only life I know put that in a song
So take two birds forty in
so life ain't straight, if you incapable,
Having a little trouble a day with ah fiend or somethin'
Betta plead to bloody Jesus
Watch how the majesty
meet your fate
I'm with Carlito's Way, rollin with the real
Protected to infinity in a security shield
Chorus: (2x)
I want it all
Surrounded by techs
Got a real fine freak with a real big butt
She gets real ill when she hears my cut
Got two Cadillac's one blue, one gold
With straps on the back
drop)
We by-coastal you niggaz ain't playing right (nah)
Drive-by and toast you, you niggaz ain't spraying right
[Chorus]
[Max B]
Five seven with
the mix and all that shit)
Knamsayin, word up (Make it make it a record real quick, do yo' thang)
Throw ya seatbelts on, ahhight?
(Yeah, hook it up,
(1st non-groupie):
Tell him! Tell him right now!
(2nd non-groupie):
We only like musicians for f-friends. You know?
(voices in back):
Real straight
Ten Church hurt commandments
Ten Church hurt commandments
1, 2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9
1, 2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9
Ten Church hurt commandments
1, 2,3,4,5,6,7,8,9
1,
it and did it
Raise a power fist
24/7 just look where I was at
They fueled by cowardice and called us
Powerless and proud of it sucka shit
We gon' keep
money, just by clappin' their hands
Not the style or desire of a true Iron Man
(You know what I want to hear)
[Verse 2]
A southside broola don't drink
as we on
Gave em the money, the rhythm and flows and swag, I'm making some clones
Cowboy Jerry Jones, I be balling like Patrick Mahomes
Sorry I ain't
in Buckhead, thank you Jesus
Boy, I'm sweet James Jones when I'm whipping up a ritz
I'm really on my wrist and a super bad bitch
And you know it's
Let's start the year off right man
(That birthday s***)
Dip-set man Jim Jones, Santana, Freaky, Killa
Enough, let's do it Killa
Up and now
Niggaz Is Really Wit Ya OHHH!
[Cam'Ron]
Uhh Killa Let's Get It On
When it comes to beef, YES! indeed it get hazardous
Seeds can't be saved by JESUS
raw shit
New Jay NiCE, Farmabeats
And this is DJ-I don't-give-a-fuck
Back in the mix dump Life, nigga
1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9
10 hoes knocking at my
Send your last two breaths
'fore your breathin stop
Bodysnatch you, whether it's rhythm or ones
Bodysnatch you, whether grenade or guns
Yo to all of my
real, these niggas fake, these niggas counterfeit
I want that money, I don't care about beef, don't put me in your mix
I turn his Ass to seafood boil, he
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