Lyrics:
All that I'm seeing is red
Work 'til I get that bitch straight in my bed
Work 'til it's blood that I shed
We ain't gonna stop 'til we dead
All that
the sun comes up
Keep a tech by my side 'til the sun comes up
'Til the sun comes up
We gon' pop out every night 'til the sun comes up (comes up)
'Til
again
Oh can you love me, love me
Love me 'til I'm me again
I said why dont we talk
We can't push it off forever
Paralyzed by this tension
We
'Til I D-I-E
'Til I D-I-E-I-E-I-E
'Til I D-I-E
'Til I D-I-E-I-E-I-E
'Til I D-I-E
'Til I D-I-E-I-E-I-E
'Til I D-I-E
'Til I D-I-E-I-E-I-E
Get crunk,
I got something special that I think I want you to wear tonight
Let’s sit by the fire place, I got a bottle girl let’s get it right
Can’t wait til
was no money on us either
But we out to get it, you can tell by our demeanour
(Aye)
We goin' keep the trap jumping til' feds bust
Who are you to judge,
happy there 'til the day we die
On a river of dreams
And we'll have stars to wish on every single night
We'll build a fire and make love by
day, touchdown, Randy Moss
Say we just ran out so we gettin' mo'
We gon' smoke 'til we ain't got anymo'
Don't just roll one, roll plenty mo'
Roll
true)
What we got, a hologram of Nirvana? (No)
Followed by Madonna and Barack Obama? (No)
A duet with Drake and the Dalai Lama? (No)
You all get
[Chorus]
It's not over 'til it's over
It's not over 'til we get it right
The odds are against us
They say we don't stand a chance
But there's no
Honey, being hurt by love isn't worth it, being hurt
'Til you're lalala-lost in the feeling, oh!
Listen: I don't wanna argue
'Cause I know that when we
'Til we all got triangles on our wall
He ain't just rapping for the platinum, y'all record
I recall, 'cause I really been there before
Four scores
'Til we all got triangles on our wall
He ain't just rapping for the platinum, y'all record
I recall, 'cause I really been there before
Four scores
without them there wouldn't be, no S.W.C
We gon stay down, stay down, til the morning light
We gon stay down, stay down, til we arent alive
We gon stay
Scream No Limit 'cause I'm in it I represent it
I never met a tank dawg that didn't business
Nigga we killers by niggas countin' millions in paper
worth millions 'cause we all about our piz-ounds,
so how ya do dat there, make 'em say UGH!,
get rowdy, get bout it.
Verse 6-(Eightball)
Who is it?
paid for the diz-ounds,
worth millions 'cause we all about our piz-ounds,
so how ya do dat there, make 'em say UGH!,
get rowdy, get bout it.
'til
They pump my liver
And I'ma spit it, like it get it, kinda self
But I'm fine
I'd rather live by what I live by
Then die when I'm fine
I'm gonna
That we need
And it's green
Ya I'm smoking green til I die
I'm smoking green
I get high
I'm smoking green til I die
I'm smoking green
I get high
Smoking
First there was the collapse of civilization
Anarchy, genocide, starvation
Then when it seemed like shit couldn't get any more fucked up
We got
I'll say it five more times, no I won't lie, I miss you so much
Only four more nights 'til I get home, been long enough
And now there's three more days
Girl, close your eyes
Let that rhythm get into you
Don't try to fight it
There ain't nothin' that you can do
Relax your mind
Lay back and groove with
Rat tat tat tat 'til your ass hit the mothafuckin' floor
(Here comes the white sheet)
Rat tat tat tat 'til your ass hit the mothafuckin' floor
me to do?
We get a blunt and a joint out of [?]
Where I'm from we be actually hoopin' in Jordans
Five dollar white t-shirts and them loose cigarettes
Discuss these til we get there by knaan Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In