Lyrics:
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Back in the booth
3, 2, 1, I said
If we don't get it SHUT IT DOWN
If we don't get it SHUT IT DOWN
Lc is a Union Town
If we don't
embarrassin'
And we came prepared because I'm round hoe
On the down low
And I hit the block with a 50 brown drama metal calico
From the O to Mexico, we
Hurrah, hurrah
The ants go marching three by three
The little one stops to climb a tree
And they all go marching down to the ground to get out
bad and it's fruit will be bad
For a tree is recognized by it's fruit
Make a tree good and it's fruit will be good
Or make a tree bad and it's fruit
the graduation, I press rewind
To remind myself, that I define myself
I got plenty room to grow, but I ain't by myself
I got love for Ella, I got love for Howard
I
flight
Will I see her again in my high
Will we reunite
(Reunite)
(Reunite)
That's for God to decide
Who he puts in life (Life)
Hope she lands by side
I let my pen bleed
When Catwalk was ridin dat 10 speed
When we hit licks by Howard-Bishop slidin like a centipede
My first bucket 2 fifteens, coke
play
Y'all need to calm down, this ain't a battle man
And if you don't then I will bomb now like a Taliban
My minds in a temple don't enter my tabernacle
Uh, rap niggas back on the chopping block
Come out that house, back to yo mom and yo papa spot
Back to the county, back to three hots in a hostel
simply smart play by the
legendary Champion. He approaches the ball.. let?s watch.
Champion: Take a swing at the ball hitting the tree route in
havoc I'm no Superman that's Dwight Howard
Hitting 3s in the splash zone one after another
Not quite 22 whatcha gonna do it's Jimmy Butler motherfucker
the hour, by the hour
Standin' on my money, I got tall, Eiffel Tower
Hangin' out the window shootin' bricks, Dwight Howard
Damn, my luh baby so sweet, but
the Master Gee
Well, my name is known all over the world
By all the foxy ladies and the pretty girls
I'm goin' down in history
As the baddest rapper there
her ex nigga trippin
So I ride around with the smithen
Catch em at the light on that tough shit
Let off three shots then I’m dippin
She went to Howard
She say she been waiting on me like forever
T shirt and her panties like adina howard
Eta say be there half and hour
I just gotta stop go and get
after pound
I always stay up , I never come down
My eyes are super hippie
Kinda low , lookin chinkie
I'm never shitty
I smoke so much I smoke so
The blind man groped into the village
留下買路財yeah～ Stay behind to buy road wealth Yeah~
此山是我開 This mountain is mine
此樹是我栽 I planted this tree
要想從此過 If you want
on the pony so I can tote my son around
Ay yo
The path I walk is filled
Who the fuck won't I kill
Thin as that line down the hundred that you can tell if
on the pony so I can tote my son around
The path I walk is filled who the fuck won't I kill
Thin as that line down the hundred that you can tell if it's real
at like ten, or you gon' feel just like ben
Feel the lyrics I'm jottin' down neva needed a pen
Close my eyes and recite it
Feel it, the thunder, lightning
making all this heat
I'm so up there like a cat in a tree
Get down get down get down get down what I mean
Get down get down get down get down move your
And it can still light up a backroad
It was built for a day like this
A clear blue sky and a white sand kiss
It's three on the tree and geared down for
a ride there
Be sure to let me know
I was chopping down a palm tree
When a friend dropped by to ask
If I would feel less lonely
If he helped me
a ride there
Be sure to let me know
I was chopping down a palm tree
When a friend dropped by to ask
If I would feel less lonely
If he helped me
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