Lyrics:
stacks (stacks)
Time to ship it outta town, you know Saran's the wrap (yeah)
Think ahead in case the. K-9's get loose (yeah)
Inner tubes like the tires
replaced by him"
Got your tubes tied for him
Got that boob job for him
Hurts me to my core
But the pain I'm in
After you, I swore To make the gray skies
V
didn't know what i was eating
took the tube in by my hand
i grabbed the first chip that i felt
what the f**k is there to understand
C
the top is
what you trying to do
No glass by the swimming pool
It's a get away kind of day
Chillin' with my baby
Toasting in the sun
I got my swimsuit, absolute
and rolling sticky heads
Sassy mammas, voodoo tricks, singing in the church from six to six
There was jammin' in our house at night and the odd adventure by
in
I wish you would try jump me, I'll wave the gat by you
And burn your eyelashes off like a crack lighter
Nigga you stupid riding by trying to blast
move on to someone new
I get iced in by the shitty weather
I can't stop lingering on you
Nobody treated me the way that you did
Nobody hurt me more than
Now I don see My Desire - (My Desire)
You Package am well like Tube and Tire -(Tube and Tire)
If You be food, I'll chop You like a burgar,
If You look
Take that motherfucker
Good morning Vietnam!
Yeah, good morning to all you motherfuckin' notty-headed niggas
Word to the camouflage large niggas
On the chessbox
Yo, yeah, yo
I leave the mic in body bags, my rap style has
The force to leave you lost, like the tribe of Shabazz
Murderous material, made by
new to this game
I’m just paying my dues
Milly on my songs Half a milly on the tube
And my son’ll be a legend by the time that he’s is 2
Inspired
shit again
So this is for the corner they cornered a nigga in
I wish you would try jump me, I'll wave the gat by you
And burn your eyelashes off like
tube endorse this big lie
But we're gunna spit the truth and our voice will reach the sky
We're the lit crew and this shit aint gunna fuckin do
You tube
To eat to put down the tube
And the other, you know what, Mr freud libido
And everything else you see can be
Construed as an elaborate subtle way
luck it never landed (Nah)
Stuck on your block forever stranded (Yea)
I live by the 10 crack commandments
Either you earn respect or you demand it
It's
Mix chemicals
With edibles
And spend our time at festivals
That somehow end up sexual
And by the way they hijacked
You have been censored
To wage a war
{Look man! You're botherin' me G
I got shit to do right now, aight?
This is for De La Soul, you know what I'm sayin'?
Word up I got shit to do you
Sometimes I'm sitting by myself, wondering what to do
Just hanging out watching some tube and then I start to think of you
I want you to come home
digging for gold down in the gloom and the cold
Come up for air once in a while, you'll find there's less to be reviled
Than you were led to believe by
a rock in my shoe
And if I tried baby, would you mess me 'round?
Would we both get bored by the simple sound
Sorry about dropping that lude
It just
like queen killer, rhapsody bohemian queen
But queen like white glove wave hand
And not wave hand like it's a heat wave
So you make a fan by waving
give me a chance and I'm on
This very minute goes by
While you listen to this rhyme
And how you figured you would climb
The charts to stardom but your
the remote
You can choose
Whatever you want
It's only you I'm watching
You be oh so
Tickled by the tube
I be ceiling fanning
Over you
This the type all-nighter
you tried the Triple OG
(Bitch) what was you thinking?
I give the coke to your crew
The butter's crazy
Fallopian tube, just cut it baby
Gordo butterfly
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