Lyrics:
Tick Move it like a Clock Switch
Yo Yo we Ticking and Tocking we some bad Mama Jamma's and That Cystal's Poppin
8 0 8 On It Cause Dem Ballas is Jockin So
can by the way that you movin', you doin' it wrong
You can tell by the way that I'm movin', I been in the zone
Makin' em dance like he's hittin'
get by by
(Yeah, yeah)
Walking the streets, we scared of the jakes
Minding our way no double takes
Big one 0 8 can't make no mistakes
Living with
Cuz it won't make a sound
My weed always loud
Smoke by the ounce
Naw we smoke by the pound
Call that bitch Pac
Cuz she get around
Bought a new coat
I
peace chains and medallion
I'mma be with Neff do it by myself
I don't give a fuck i got your girl
I'll grab her breast almost grab her ass
I ain't got too
bone-ass dry
To learn, unlearn, repeat next time your ass came by
8 years between us, tell me who's more wise
Remember 2 times you even recognized
Who's
He on
When he sleep by the heater he on
He on
When he sleep by the heater he on
When he sleep by the heater he on
When he sleep by the heater he
leave from by your side
The one you gotta trust when things look bad
You know you got the one with the whole hoods mad
You need a rider, need a slider
out, you know I'ma show out
You gon' fuck around and get your whole back blown out
I remember on the Island, can't tone out
The mess hall crawler,
out, you know I'ma show out
You gon' fuck around and get your whole back blown out
I remember on the Island, can't tone out
The mess hall crawler,
[Chorus: Stephen Marley]
And hey!
And I see you passing by my way, again
And I'm wondering if we can be good friends
And I see you passing by my
of the bus,
She told me she could make it to my house by twelve,
So we could get it on, just amongst ourselves,
She came to, I had a blunt to blow,
After that,
remembering me, not just by my songs
I'll be gone, I'll be gone
Be gone, be gone
I'll be gone, I'll be gone
And please don't try remembering me, not just by my
Try to lie to myself
Lonely nights had to cry by myself
Nowadays yeah I ride by myself
To this day yeah I lie to myself
Try to lie to myself, say that
play pool play by the pool
Ten tan babes drool while I lay by the
Ooh man, just working on my skin tone
What the fuck you expect
From the butterscotch
an instant, the fourth of seven children
The oldest male on the block was half and half
Brown, stones to neck bones, crack joints to tones
Where young
fallin' nigga don't trip
[Killer Mike]
Stoned is the way of my walk
In a mini-mack eleven, the tone when I talk
When I spray niggas pray, lay
diesel w/ the kush
Dunking strong in the woods
I been smoking by the bush
Tone said he want the i8
I told em we gon get the i8
Whooo I'm up on a new level
my seats is bucket but you'll never know it
Forever tinted so you can't peep while your bitch up in it
You call her phone she give you tone like "Why
on Mary’s, different strains
Now I’m smoking my flower yea day by day
And I ain’t changing for no one, I’ll stay the same
Father tired of hearing out all these
just a game
The niggas you see by my side not here to play
The fuck you think this is
Don't leave no witnesses
Your Twitter says you really with
24 no more regretting almost everyday
My life is a move let it run until the 8 mile
I been making decisions at every stage without a break
Aint leave
pockets looking thick
Shawty getting stupid thick
Gyally say she want ice cream then she look at my neck
Hop in a Four by Four watch a man just jet
I need
Shoutout my nigga RKYBNDZ I swear to God this shit goes STR8KRAZY
Stop it
Aye
I'm trynna get to the profit
Aye
When I walk in a spot all eyes on me I
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