Lyrics:
a dusty clerk was wiping down the bar
I pointed to the whole foods sign on the door I wasn't sure what they were going for
He said you gotta learn
that paid
as he rode that lonely boxcar hopefully
They were halfway down the line he didn't realize the time
when he was poked awake by who else but
Fourth of July was three months ago, shoulda pad 'em down
No one will fold both thumbs
and eight fingers to square with Joe Young
Tongue below one,
six, five, four
Three, two, murder one lyric at your door
Tical bring it to that ass raw
Breaking all the rules like glass jaws
Nigga, you got to get
I'm out on the street
All alone by the newsstand
The lady of leisure comes
Tearin' by
Almost knocking me down
She turns at the corner
might want more
I don't wanna see police at my front door
Conversation with a fiend
My daughter turned one, that's a Rollie
When she turn three
sight
I fear the day that I am not with you
Unlock the front door, sneak out the house
Down to Montana [woo oo], where A.C. hangs out
Feeling fifteen,
the backyard right next door
And everybody's mother
Is cooking something in the kitchen
Got dishes stacked ceiling to floor
I gotta say one, two, three
More
I've been in a frenzy
Drip on my wrist, watch it open them doors
Signs that we makin', we do it in stores
Autograph pictures and Christian Dior
Thinkin'
are lame?
No octane just can't play the
Game quite the same i'm in the passing lane
Shoooom I go by you like
A Japanese bullet train
I heard you trying
they could snatch a ho
They would kick in the front door run up in the house
Find a nigger beat him down and steal his spouse
One demon threw a party
home
Unlocked the door
But you were gone
Spent' a lot of time reminiscing
Seen' my days turn into night
Feels like forever
In a way it flies right by
court for the winter
And they marry in the spring
The most beautiful bride
This old town has ever seen
He builds her a cabin
Down by the lake
With tulips
In earlier news, the police still haven't found three well known rappers
Formerly employed by Hypnotize Minds
They're asking if you have any leads
In earlier news, the police still haven't found three well known rappers
Formerly employed by Hypnotize Minds
They're asking if you have any leads
Yo
See it was like three in the morning
Eyes plastered to the screen
Sitting at my computer
Mom yelling at my door
Like you got class in the morning
one, two, three
Like you a referee
Got you pinned down next to me
As we both agree
These people playing games
With, with me
Oh, oh, oh
These people
just like before
Looking just the same as when I walked right out the door
Chorus 3
So my broken heart you better move on
Cause when I hear from her I
mixing all that with champagne
The Dom went down my throat like water down the drain
Woah Wait We got to slow this train
Not trying to end this night
tone, and purple my wrist bah!
3 on my head well nigga come get that
2k on my wrist nigga get ya' bling back
And you smoking on nic nigga get ya' stick
Look how fast they say yo
They come as fast as they go
Take shots cant block how I throw
Three points I guess I've gone pro
No room still hit
four, but the phone say three
Shows at eight, so we pre-gaming
Got my hair slicked back like Trouffanis
Six drinks deep when I find my keys
Never been
down the long road to hell
So it's billboards, power cords, check engine lights ignored, figure out what to record
Four bands will split the door
Twins (repeat 3x)]
Fuck that one
I got my Nina gun pistol!
Down on they brain
[Verse 2: D-Roc]
I make you want to pop that thing girl when the bass
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