Lyrics:
smile back
Cactus Jack drinks coffee black
Tells me it's my lucky day
Five o'clock in the Texas morning
I come a long, long way
Well, she left me cold
servin' all night, nigga, my feet hurt
She been suckin' all night, nigga, her knees hurt
Four to five baguette chains on my t-shirt
Four to five whips
got more than one
Oh fuck it let's go have some fun
Five gears, five doors, a tape player
Now at the time I thought it couldn't get better
You
the 'Gram 'til I pop up (stop popping)
Fat forty, I call it Uncle Phillip (Uncle Phillip)
Five hots, fill his ass up like a fill-up (like a fill-up)
Drop
I bought a nine, had to let it blow
Now a nigga on the grind, I got five on my schedule
Herbo really quiet, I get loud 'bout my cheddar though
alive
None of us are getting out of this life alive
Full fathom five, my father lies
None of us are getting out of this life alive
None of us are
to five
Dream of picket fences and trophy wives
But no, I'm never gonna be 'cause I don't wanna be
No, I don't wanna sit still look pretty
Mister
diseased
Trenches and trenches - the middle passage ending
Bleed in bleed out no one will get out
Five to one - one to five - no one gets out alive
Jennings in the flesh baby.
Books out.
Let's go!
Twenty five percent of all men are unstable
Twenty five percent of all men can't be faithful
Twenty
high five
Then I pull a pole three to a let go
Party, party, party
Put your hands up and party in the room, party
I ain't gotta check my watch
me to the top please
Rocking all white silk, whipping drop V's
Elevator, just take me to the top please
Rocking all white silk, whipping drop V
afraid to bust
I have no fear, afraid of what
And in five beers I'm comin' up
Fools talk real loud but don't run up
When we come through they'd run it up
up..
[Lil' Flip]
When it's time to hit the club I let my chain hang
If they got clovers on they neck we in the same gang
I'm 20 deep in V
everything she got not to relaspe
Locked down in 9 to 5, but at the 9 to 5
She get sexually harassed and chastised
Boss is a married man, she won't touch
up..
[Lil' Flip]
When it's time to hit the club I let my chain hang
If they got clovers on they neck we in the same gang
I'm 20 deep in V
Magic runs through my fingers
One touch you'll see!!
[Chorus]
L.O.V.E All I need's my love machine, oh
L.O.V.E All I need's my love machine, oh
a nun
I can see George Best
Tryin' ta give the drink a rest
Now he's down the station
Failin' a blood test
Love is better
Than your nine-to-five
I'm right here
Five minutes at a time, I'm gone
I can't breathe, I'm in too deep
So take me up to the surface
Take me up to the surface
I won't
Runnin' from the cops in my V12
Getting head with no seatbelt
Ooh, Demi Lovato my bitch
But I'm still out here fucking these females
Aye, I got two
Seven hour drive just to get beside you
And I treat it like life or death
Won't do twenty-five to life just for killing time with me
So, could you
Oh, yeah, mm, mm
From Bamenda, it's Libianca, oh
(Ayo, Mage, made a bang)
I've been drinking more alcohol for the past five days
Did you check
play my records and I don't know why
It's all good I love Baltimore I got a lot of friends
You know I'm saying I know a lot of the um 5 percenters that's
remember.... I did number four or five the other week and I... you know, it
was the other week, wasn't it? It's too f.... I was in here for a couple of days
life's atrocities
hoppin' in v's, knowin' some day I got to lead properly
high up in a five realizing the price paid
for this life laid in the light shade
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