Lyrics:
drove a Mulsanne
Five keys of gold sittin' on my neck in the flame
Surrounded by black women, West African king
And I'm gonna go to Ghana to reclaim my
murderers (uh)
Fashion killa' word to Bigga Bars, I never heard of ya
Still sippin', candy painted whips is what I'm sittin' in
Kitchen chemist whippin' up
wishes daddy come home
And while I'm at the funeral
Contemplating sittin' in strap
He looked up to me
Gave me a hug and asked me
"Silkk, where my daddy
deserts in my city
They say a change gon' come
But only by committee
The witty unpredictable, every time this play
Give Rae his residuals, nine individuals
of life
A second of life
Saved by the grace and divine
Grace and divine
Someone told me
I don't need the sun in the sky
Cause someone told me
I can't see
lost
Yo', we cannot forget y'all, so the hats come off
We pour a little liquor out for the memory
I know y'all up there sittin' on chrome in them
Yeah,
Yeah,
haha
Yeah,
Yeah,
Yeah,
haha
ow!
You can find me in the streets, even in a drought my mattress is full
Why shouldn't I be
of a western night
There ain′t nothin′ like the moon in the western sky
There ain't nothin′ like the western sun
That's cooled by a western breeze
There ain′t
gate
With the wordplay
Hot Nik shoot you with the gift
Its your birthday
God hatin' ugly in the worst way
Fuck 'em like the Earth say
Lyin' in the summer sun
Breeze driftin' past my face
Wishin' I could always stay
But I gotta go far away
Another day
I'll be back once again
To this
and the squirrels
Makin' sweet love, not a care in the world
Out of town somewhere by the ocean
Bikini top and that sun tan lotion
c couple drinks and your sweet
track
The engineer would see him sittin' in the shade
Strummin' with the rhythm that the drivers made
The people passin' by they would stop and say
Oh my
me
Now, we're in '94, niggas get bust through the do'
Cup in a flash sittin' on that ass (and rarely fold)
Galitter tell 'em bout that trite shit
Dey took John Henry to de graveyard
An' dey buried him in de san'
An' every locomotive come roarin' by
Says, "Dere lays a steel-drivin' man
Lawd,
done, no
I gotta get away and get some country sun
Look to the sky, the stars are outta sight
Hidden by the cloud of the city's might
Hear the sirens
here, knowumsayin'?
Bacon Lot, knowumsayin'?
I don't need no introductions, Cat
Whuuuuut
I'm sittin' in my west, I'm analyzin' thoughts
I'm sippin' off
Ay, ay, ay, ay haha, yeah, haheh, yeah
Hahah, ay, yeah yeah, yeah
Haha, oww!
You can find me in the streets
Even in a drought my mattress is full
house down on 30A
Have the Gulf Of Mexico sittin' right in my backyard
But as long as you're right here in my arms
When that sun goes down at the end
house down on 30A
Have the Gulf Of Mexico sittin' right in my backyard
But as long as you're right here in my arms
When that sun goes down at the end
house down on 30A
Have the Gulf Of Mexico sittin' right in my backyard
But as long as you're right here in my arms
When that sun goes down at the end
head off, and suck the juice out your neck like a sports bottle
Rip a rhyme full throttle, and put the sun in a clutch
If you confused you can use your
on the scene
Big B.S.F. badaboom badabing
City by the lanes, we throwing up gang
If we locked in then, I ain't never gon' change
City by the lanes, we
Since uh
Since the
First grade
I been lookin to play
It’s been a
Long ways
From the start of my days
Back when the
Sun rays used to beat on my face
Me and my best friend Lillian
And her blue tick hound dog Gideon
Sittin' on the front porch coolin' in the shade
Singin' every song the radio
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