Lyrics:
was really mad
There were loons playing tunes
On inflatable balloons
There were goons with harpoons
Waiting in adjacent rooms
We were masked & we asked
creep til I'm dead
We never sleep
We get right to the bread
Creeping no TLC
But that bitch get around like a dvd
CD rom put that bitch on then we play
flower to speak?
It’s nothing
I got way too much backing for you to be fronting
Bob your head so hard to this til you get a concussion
Throw it back like
you will never grind
I know the priors they running by us when we do crime
I know that section eight wanna discontinue my Moms
When they heard that Ohio
Oh, 'til I go down to Bimini, never get a lickin' 'til I go down to Bimini.
We were all sailors 'til the day our boat pulled in to Bimini Bay.
We
Mother fucker why
Know that I'ma get it
Till the day we ride
Throw my birds in the sky
Ball 'til I fly
The way I pick them up I rep my city 'til I die
They
Mother fucker why
Know that I'ma get it
Till the day we ride
Throw my birds in the sky
Ball 'til I fly
The way I pick them up I rep my city 'til I die
They
yeah
See, all I know was get out and get it
I stay on the grind all night 'til my feet go numb
Blowin' mo' weed than Cheech & Chong
Livin' by
We gonna
We gonna
Make sound travel
Til it speaks in volumes and
They say that they get it like
Yeah yeah we got you
Flowing like a typhoon
Mixed with
and back out to there
Airbrushed, Photoshopped and some help with her hair
Funny how those chix get away with it
But I put on hair and it's the opposite
the picture say
They know we gon' win it I could by looking in they face
Got to face the rain and ride the wave
Ain't nothing in my way
Grinding til' I cop
all, we always gon' smoke it all
Get hit, we shake it off, at the club yellin, "Take it off"
My success is takin' off, I'm always workin', never takin'
my mans
Won't your girls meet my boys, we can all be friends
Hey, over there, over there
Ho, get over here, get over here
Got to get it popping,
memories don't exist to me
Who needs friends when you got
Plenty of frienemies
Real enemies they jealous
Hoes see me, start acting
Over-zealous
There is
Some folks living in the country can't wait
To get in their pick-up trucks and go to town
There's people living in a penthouse
Dying to get out in
Some folks living in the country can't wait
To get in their pick-up trucks and go to town
There's people living in a penthouse
Dying to get out in
and stability
We tryna build immunity
And all these racist people in power is what keeps fueling me
I'ma go hard til the wheels fall off
I'ma go hard til
stuck? I'll help you up
Don't care if we get too loud
Sexy, I want you now
Bet I could take you there
Whispering in your ear
What do you wanna feel?
the one) through the thick and thin (be patient)
Oh, go by the water, we will (don't rush)
Be there 'til the morning
We won't leave until the night (it's
the one) through the thick and thin (be patient)
Oh, go by the water, we will (don't rush)
Be there 'til the morning
We won't leave until the night (it's
[Royce Da 5'9"]
Yeah!
Welcome to the M.I.C Mixtape niggaz!
Volume two!
We back niggaz!
Oh yeah, by the way, y'all know what my motherfuckin' name is
know the name of the game, yo' bitch chose me
Nigga, we can handle this like some gentleman
Or we can get into some gangsta shit
(Well what's up
know the name of the game, yo' bitch chose me
Nigga, we can handle this like some gentleman
Or we can get into some gangsta shit
(Well what's up
Cat moo, uh
Been waitin' to hit for a while but, soon as I get it I'm cool, uh
Straight playa, uh
My competition ain't there, uh (My competition ain't)
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