Lyrics:
When I hit the club all the girls show me love
While at the bar, got drank by the jug
In the v.i.p with the chicks and the drugs
It's the T.I.P,
Before I'm judged by 12, put a 12 on my V
Told my niggas, "I need you"
Stay up I know these times ain't true
Real life, what's free
Since a lad, I
Hook
Y.O.U.R.... K.I.N.G.... J.E.V.O.N.
Y.O.U.R.... K.I.N.G.... J.E.V.O.N.
Y.O.U.R.... K.I.N.G.... J.E.V.O.N.
J.E.V.O.N.......YEA, J.E.V
Walk up into Barney's and I get what I want
I really hang with niggas richer than Trump
For real and the flow so cold it'll
Give you the mumps
You
where waters fall
From the hydrants to the gutters
The beast walk the beats, but the beats we be makin
You on the wrong side of the track, lookin
givin' orders on the job
But you still lookin' good with them skin-tight jeans on
Lookin' hot in them heels, I think I want that
Come and back it up
repeat,
Captain Kirk, has arrived.
Women, if you're lucky, Captain Kirk will save you,
And beam your loved ones to the fortune and fame you
Are lookin
Out here judging people by their souls
Not by what their monetary value holds
But by where their moral compass points to go
I ain't lookin for your
and beam your loved ones to the fortune and fame you
are lookin' for. I mean the next generation ya' heard me?
Are you ready? [Yes I Am!!!!]
1st
slim and they ass mad swole (That's right)
That's my sexy lil' Cuban ting, call her "Castro" (Wooh)
Should've invested in Rose, you would've seen your
[Soulja Boy]
Soulja Boy Tell 'Em, This the remix
V.I.C. You already know what it is man
It's ya folk Soulja Boy Tell 'Em
Checkin' in everything
Why you sittin' over there girl, here's my lap Say you're not lookin' when you're lookin
Right back When you do it like this, I'ma do it like
That
Tool
I'm real nigga, you so full
World tours, and you local
All you say this shit on the menu
Give me large fries and I’ll be cool
Put your hands down by
the shots bellow
But they respect what I'm doin', so you know it's all good
So as I'm rollin' off, the baby father rollin' out
The youth lookin' at me dead
and nobody was feelin' it
Soon as he left the radio station Charlemagne
Was lookin at the co-host like
"Damn what a fuckin idiot"
What you need to do is stop
over, you're gonna come through alive
Well I've been all over the world five times or more
And I've seen the future burn blue before my eyes
And all
pollinated by the "Be"
Pac called it the rose that rose from concrete
How do you define divine that finds street?
"Hip bop," the color of my leaves
Not
for
Walk you by your arms, as I take you to the door
Wink, Wink you know what's in store
Romance and Champagne
Let's set the scene, before we make
bleedin for you
Oh these roses eyes roses eyes
cre focused on one thing
Lookin' past the trouble you bring
Oh these roses eyes
These roses eyes
You've got
delivered to her door
The card said, Be my Valentine, like all the years before
Each year he sent her roses, and the note would always say
I love you even
lookin 4?
Can't a young man make money anymore?
Hah hah, leave ya butt naked
(In the dark)
I said what the fuck are you lookin 4?
Can't a young man
really I'm grateful (Ella)
(Maybach Music)
I'm still here lookin' through the window
Watchin' the days go by
Watchin' the sun rise
Why don't you
I'm lookin' at you
Can't stop thinkin' bout the future, don't know what's up ahead
God knows I'm gunna be lookin'
Pretty girl walks by and she caught
there's whites, separated by the green
After five hundred years, think we play for the same team
Smokescreen, make the president a black guy
It ain't no
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