Lyrics:
who lost it all on a dream
What's goin' on, I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I
Yeah, what's goin' on, I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I
My blood brother is bleeding, it's a cryin'
myself and me
Come and show some love to a southern king
Southern king
I know that she wanna know
I know that she wanna know
She wanna know what's goin
eyes, you looked at the floor
So I'm tryna know what you know, what's the deal? (Fuck goin' on)
What's goin' on? Nigga, do we got a problem?
Uppin'
Yeah, hustler music
I got that brown bag full of money
I got the work goin' to Florida
And I swore that I would never hustle no more
But I
don't get another go 'round
(It's goin' down) What happens when your life is leveled, bro?
A storm is comin', can't nobody's levies hold,
It's heavy,
another go 'round
(It's goin' down) What happens when your life is leveled, bro?
A storm is comin', can't nobody's levees hold
It's heavy, bro, but I gotta
what's that you talkin 'bout
We goin' see clown (we gon' see clown)
Dig a hole (dig a hole)
Dig a hole (dig a hole)
Dig a hole (dig a hole)
Go 'head,
what's that you talkin 'bout
We goin' see clown (we gon' see clown)
Dig a hole (dig a hole)
Dig a hole (dig a hole)
Dig a hole (dig a hole)
Go 'head,
stores and dope spots
You might find it, it's goin' down
2006 is gonna be a fool (2006)
We got the brand new album by Project Pat (yeah)
A brand new
and needs, lil' baby
What you need? A Mercedes
Geeked, please, my Ranges
Goin' crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy (hey, baby)
You can't change, change,
' for the kill
Goin' for the kill
Gotta rise up like the Falcons
Team need an X by their name like Malcolm (Yeah!)
Then we shoot for the Y and the Z
huh)
By the time you try to change it's gone be too late (fa sho)
What's that smelly smell I smell I think smell a snake
You
Been a fake (fake)
You say
Lemme tell you what to do
(I don't know, how sway, I don't know, idk)
We ain't red, yeah we blue
(Took your girl by the way)
Yeah you know goin' through
goin' on
Well, I said come on over, baby, we got chicken in the barn
Come on over, baby, babe, I got the bull by the horns
We ain't fakin', a whole
listening to me like, "What the hell he say?!"
We goin' all the way
We're takin' off from here, watch as we go
Ain't no one blockin' nor stoppin' we, no
We
hot
And you're goin' again
I love when you seein' she's goin' to the bathroom
Got 5 minutes to exchange them buds
No I'm not callin' you, what's your
Don't say that you goin bad
Don't say that your goin bad on me
Don't say that you goin bad
Don't say that your goin bad on me
Put in sport cause you
afraid of me
Man she's soo cold
Damn let me tell you
I ain't never seen her up in no nigga's face
Never seen her up in no nigga's face
Stay by herself,
block dumpin' drive bys
Blowin' up your haugh now
And leavin' you trapped in the rumble
Fuckin' with us is just trouble
Now where it's goin' down?
goin' on
Well, I said come on over, baby, we got chicken in the barn
Come on over, baby, babe, I got the bull by the horns
We ain't fakin', a whole
GOIN’ ON---look day and night, don’t worry what’s right--just keep findin’ somethin’ more
It’s all about learnin’—learnin’ from mistakes
And knowin’ I’ll
Okay, on this computer, gon' see what it do
"Paul, you've got mail"
Let's see what new e-mails I've got
"I, I, I've got the internet goin' nuts"
growin pains
A lot of long talks
But ain't no nice to meet ya's
I know this can't be what you want
I know this can't be what you want
We goin through
Off The Roof
Intro:
Roof. Roof. Roof roof roof
Roof roof roof roof roof
Chorus:
Them bottles pop (them bottles pop)
Just keep em goin (just
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