Lyrics:
everybody to my name again
(Woo)
Jessie, James, we don't play by the book
I might turn to Giovanni
How you Pokes gettin' took
Got me feelin' like I'm Brock
[Chorus x 2]
(What you doin'?) Nothing, chillin' at the Holiday Inn
(Who you wit'?) Me and my peeps; won't you bring four of your friends?
(What we gon'
impressive even to the bonus track
Hm
Well let's see what happens next
(Thank you so much a for to playing my game)
Now I ain't back just for the sake of just saying I'm back
I could relax but I'd rather stack ammo on tracks
Couple Xanax, light a couple wax candles
to the races to the next function
Expectations fueled by the drugs
That we took to the face like a apricot scrub
But when we pulled up to the mansion
I saw
Trapped Inside LA
Bought a stick today
Hopped in that Bugatti then I raced
Cause I'm lit today
And I did that shit all by my loan
By my renegade
then we go outside to party
Hot and cold no Katy Perry
Different wops on Blackberry
Y'all some hoes like Tyler Perry
Different styles so call me Harry
can't help but wonder why
Can't help but wonder why
Can't help but wonder why
I was slow off the line like an old Corolla
Now I'm burning up the track
the old "tell it like it is" speech
I'm thinking you better start by hearing the word "practical"
Right here, right now, today
Where's the exit?
Congressmen take loans, forgiven through triple P
That's a tax cash bonus courtesy of you and me
Oh I see, we, got played folks
When two parties become one
We
the track of the beat watch Bobby flip the metronome
High voltage, keep my seat in winsbro cultured
Kill enemies by mailin them the poison glue postage
favorite city
Called up all my dollz
Just so they could come play wit me
It ain't No tea Party
It's a La Vie Party
Whenever we link
Its like an Anarchy
Nineteen ninety-three
And this is how we kick it
I'ma wreck the neck conducting props like Randy Wrecker
The mecca licka mega-hot mega-mike checka
my numbness
G6 Molly and I'm taking off
Honestly, I don't do the loving
I'm stiff on hoes, but I like you, shawty
It's a drink party, we don't go
to myself like the devil watching (like the devil watching)
Stepping at the club it's a gang star party yea
A gang star party
Niggas with the swags these are
If you expected to hear the same old street shit
Might as well go ahead and change this track quick
'Cause I'm definitely on some other shit, lost my
Girls drool on me like a diamond
I go to the party. I hip, I hop the spot
I dunno what it is, but the girls get hot
Perspirin' like they're on fire
mah niggas from the fall (from the faaall)
We gotta bring it all Uptown in the party (uhhh)
'Cause Lord Tariq won't you come and get shit started?
we met at the bar
I see us driving to Cali in a car
I'm about to pull you like a dart
I loved you from the start
Eat your calamari we go riding in
speaking dirt on...... your name,
It's Me and Quinny, finally on a track together,
It's been a long time coming, but this shits been a work in progress,
We
are just fly by night)
And not tight (we keep writing)
Like scribes (but we tight) and so wise (c'mon)
The rhyme historian exploring everything
(Verse 1: Snoop Dogg)
Drop the bomb, ring the alarm
We are here to do bottly harm
Now grab your girl
And run along
'Cuz you'll meet with me by
oh
Woke up this morning
God damn I'm high
Guess it's my calling
To be born and fly
Hennies by my side
Ladies by my side
If I ever slip and fall
mouth like Haagen Dazs
There's a party going down and shawty you're invited
Tell 'em J.V.K.C. there and thotties get excited
Blast this track on all
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