Lyrics:
we do that often
Two bad bitches, thick like horses
Let 'em snort cocaine at a party
Leave 'em stiff like rigor mortis
Don't try to race, this car
Bitches on my dick they gon bounce to this shit
Pull up to the building with bands on my wrist
Fuck her best friend then we go hit a lick
Got so
through his mind, then ima track er
Free my cousin out the you know!
He ain't even do it, but you know!
When he come home, man he know!
Possibly we
Forget a pipe dream best invest in a borehole
It's crazy
And what your party intend to do
To reform healthcare in Nigeria
Healthcare
We are bringing from
(Ness you nasty for this)
We running these bands
We going fast
She said she love
I said don't talk back
Only ride rawrres
So we don't come last
We were rowing on a row boat, sailing the sea
Not a care in the world, just Aaron and me
West by the sunset we saw a big ship
I started to panic,
on that metal like he was in band playing brass
I bet that shit blow like a horn
I bet that this girl come and blow me like they do in
Like they do in them
catch the little things
Won't let nobody ever come between
What we got in the moment
I think we're finally closing
On what could be a lifetime
You my
the molly in the party
I'm apart of that
I throw them bands get bitches rowdy
Im apart of that
That Money make her clothes come off her body
I'm apart of that
bluey back
016 that was me in my truey hat
Lil bro why you go do him that
We had the dots in the garden parked off
Chat just barked off
Opps come
rebirth
Enlightenment comes from letting go of one's worth
Our body's will eventually return to the dirt
We are not insects, and we will not crawl
Death is
on a mission to finally get it right
The life of the party comes in bottles, cans, and pints
We talk about it, sing about it, sneak it onto planes
And every
Boys, which was a bluegrass band I was in in College Station, Texas.
We were a little four piece band, we played weddings and parties and out
brass
Stuck on your wall, with a pin in my ass
If you get me, you will travel first class
I'll show you, we will make magic, cheri
[ENGINEER]
You buy
know it has been to long
We catching up over the phone
I'm holding my breath and I'm holding my own
Making a mil and I come of the dome
I'm telling my
whores knocking on my peoples door
Break the camels back and spit the truth or will you kneel to tyranny
The devils come to take your soul my party people
to party
Tired of the games man
(Tired of the games man)
I wan drink and fete get soaking wet
So don't come play round meh
(Yea Yea Yea Yea)
We ready and my
the party everybody get shook
And these niggas steady hating cause we don’t play by the book
You See my pockets full of bands if you reach you get hooked
the colors are like peacocks
Damn, man, we can't hear the band, Bam!
Wassup with da beatbox!?
Capturing the sound of the Congos and Bahamas come and jump in
Afu
You know we been doin' it for years, man
Show these fools how it's supposed to be done, baby
[Afu-Ra]
Uh, I spent time learnin' to kill
a light, nigga?
Used to chastise or string us up to spite niggas
War to fight for the culture, instead we eaten by vultures
They mix us like mimosas, hang
I'm bumpin' Elzhi
We out here winnin and you keep them L's high
From LA to Tenafly get vilified by the iller guy
My crew's liver, the summa cum
together for the band
Yeah... That's right... Sing along
Chorus
We can do almost anything
Like run around the place!
Sit and watch the people go by
Making
Armed with keys of brass and silver, keys so sharp with rage and hate
Fifteen minutes they've been walking, see them passing by three cars
Hidden by
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