Lyrics:
Obama while he President
My eyes got as low as rims on the Hoopti
Suspension five tuning
You heard what I said
I reek devils lettuce
My eyes turning red
Black Sheep Five this is Red Dog One come back
This is Black Sheep copy
State your position
Well I'm in zone three but it's lookin pretty
Bloodshy (yeah), Milian (oh, yeah yeah, oh)
Everybody wanna get down
When you hear the sound and you bump the beat
Three sixty-five days a year
Ben's Xpresso
One, two, three spoons of sweet sucrose
Dissolving in the hottest of kettle-boiled H20
Filled with the rich flavour of Five Roses
lookin' over, at me
She wanna turn up
I can tell by the look in her face
That she ain't happy with you, nigga
And I can bet that I'm gon' get her
And I
motherfuckers that smile
then go behind your back shit on you right?
You know them?
I know that nigga too
I've, motherfuckers know what's wrong with that
what my worth is
when He died and He rose and through the blood I was purchased
Neva Lookin back the old me is in the rear view
Strengthened by my
Good lookin' out, little homie
Glad that you showed me
Just what he was all about
Good lookin' out, little shorty
Guess she wasn't for me
Glad
can fade our style, my style
Every time that I turn around
You lookin' over here, got me lookin' over there
The devil's everywhere, I'll watch my
Not quite sure what you wanna do
Like, what is this world coming to?
Life goes on even if you don't want it to (Uh-huh)
It's a sad ride home if
marriage and they children
So they havin' these dogs
(shit was lookin' like a gremlin)
Duck down you get shot in the sixes
Buckshot through the lung, you
Be
a coupe laid back on the way to perform
If you leaving with me then be gone by the morning
Shawty bad but i had to ignore her
What i heard about her it hit
Spy's lookin' at you one two lookin' too
How you roll what you stole let me see you
Nah fuck you, if you wasn't a cop I might bust you, I don't trust
dime that I'm sniffin'
Every line that I'm hittin'
Got me fried minds missin' man on a mission
From where I stand you lookin' like bitches
I don't need
So you wanna be a rap superstar
And live large, a big house five cars the rent charged
Comin' up in the world don't trust nobody
Gotta look over your
a toucan
Baby we ain't talkin
If you ain't a Penthouse Ders fan
Gotta keep the girls on the down low
What we need to get up out the house for
You won't ever
ravenous
Got the smoke like I'm cannabis
It's LIT like a candle stick
Let's go
Two, three, four
Yeah, you know that I'm the one
Lookin' clean, lookin' right
planned to do
She said son, are you coming by?
And I said well mom, you know I'd be pressed for time but
I'll phone you in a week or two
I was driving
circle close
Wow
Watered concrete and grew a rose
Wow
How pronounced have I been
You should know by now
I denounce the house I was in
And by house
I mean
' like a white rose
Smell the petals with my eyes closed
Now we in a different time zone
Got me going through them cycles
You really never know what I'm
Delta Dawn what's that flower you have on?
Could it be a faded rose from days gone by?
And did I hear you say he was ameetin' you here today
out? Ay buddy I'm good
What that tell ya? I'm good, what they tell ya? I'm good
What she tell ya? I'm good, what you see?
Four hundred dollar jeans
that you can do
Leavin' your ass stuck, out in your fifty two
Sayin' it ain't no sunshine when you're stuck in a five by seven
Twenty five years with
There are no words good enough
To write a song for you
Every time I start to try
I find they just won't do
5 short years have flown on by
And I just
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