Lyrics:
Already got a main squeeze need a few fuck friends
Or do you know one by chance
Talking white, light skinned, brown, caramel, dark skinned
Oow
Yes
[Intro: sample (Solomon Childs)]
I need you... in a desperate way
All the girl, I've met, were so full of play (uh)
Your brown eyes, converted me
forty-four beneath my head.
Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun
Took a shot of cocaine and away I run
Made a good run but I run too slow
They
Damn it’s been 10-11 years gigante
Cali’s hot caliente picante
Red and blue beef, north and south beef
Black and brown beef it’s war without peace
Days shorter
Nights are colder
Feeling like life is over
These snakes
Strike
Like a Cobra
The worlds hot
My son got knocked
Evidently
Its
brown skin
Thick, thick, thick, thick
With some ass too
I love the way you scream my name
Get it tattooed
Going all through her hair
Like some shampoo
Aye
no time I got Champagne Skies
It's a playground yeah man I stay brown
Billing in the south I'm about up in Cape Town
Too hot, see me cooking with
lovin' .44 beneath my head
Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun
Took a shot of cocaine and away I run
Made a good run but I ran too slow
They
consonants hotter than hot combs
And surfin through brown permanent germs
That'll jump off of it
Hot dogging with no condiments
Flow proper this show stopper
you ain't listening
Too many egos filling the heads
So I stopped paying it mind
Concentrated on mines
Cus just like Lil Rob, homes I'm barely getting by
brown Majin Buu tho
Spitting fuego from the mouth
Im breathing humo (Hot hot hot)
Fire from the heavens
Hit em with the duo
Secret technique tongue style
should break out your ski goggles
I'm too intelligent for you dumb nizzles
Spit flows so hot, I drink water, my tongue sizzles
I tried to tell you I was
to bubble up
Weathermen huddle up
Today, the son of one too many 'yes sir's kings his checkers, watch the double jump
Back with a platter of hot leeches
forty-four beneath my head.
Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun
Took a shot of cocaine and away I run
Made a good run but I run too slow
They
forty-four beneath my head.
Got up next mornin' and I grabbed that gun
Took a shot of cocaine and away I run
Made a good run but I run too slow
They
The overtook me down in Juarez Mexico
In the hot joint takin' the pill
There walked the sheriff from Jericho Hill
Willy Lee your name is not Jack Brown
whip, anything in my circumference
Got that work
Dancing like it's fucking Bently Fonzworth
Concert, monster
My feet too long for Converse
Louis V all
wouldn't miss a page
But none of that really matters
When I cut my eyes and roll seen her pass by
I damn near dropped my folds
I'm like Snoopy breathe kush
yourself, it's your turn, yeah
I heard that time is money, ain't it funny, what it do
Poison I'm enjoyin' makes me dummy, kills me too
I get by that's fasho,
loves how i grab it and tap it
same way that i do with my wap
sweet one brown and cute
and i know that she got that W.A.P
by the way that i grab it
We don't ever go too low!
Just know that my time is coming soon
Was lost but now I'm back in tune
Been through too much now I'm immune
By the way
the rules and this time I just might break them too
But in the corner
Brown eyes acting like they know you
Yeah they acting like they know you
Said it
& lets see ain't been in beef since second to last letter
Followed by "c" too hot to see
Turn heat seekers on they'll never bleed
They're cold forever
Hot Summer nights down on the strip
We had nothing but time
Way too cool to be hip
Trying to get a grip on my teenage mind
We come from industrial
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