Jim now was a bull frog he was a good friends of mine I never understood a single word he said but i helped him drink his wine Oh he always had some mighty
2,4,6,8,who do you appriciate please say that boy is me 2,4,6,8,who do you appriciate i'm the one who wants to be your baby get up early to see you in
Jim now was a bull frog he was a good friends of mine I never understood a single word he said but i helped him drink his wine Oh he always had some
up! Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me (repeat 4X) Give it up! We gon' show, you how we party... Up jumps da boogie, boogie jumps me (repeat 2X) Give
(feat. Grimm) (Chorus - 2x) I got too many things, going on And not enough people who love me I got to deal with it all, right or wrong And nobody thinking
have a bad collection, I put 'em on... [Voice Echoey] I put'em on... [Chorus x2] [x4]C'mon, C'mon, ya gotta put me on, (You gotta put me on) [x4]
justice It's Just us Ashes 2 ashes Dust 2 dust Time has come for most of us 2 choose in which God we trust I know I was born 2 die Searching 2 find Piece
tucked, then what? Bullets hit your body fast We beatin' murderers with the same lawyer Gotti had Tie him to a pick-up truck and watch his body drag [Verse 2
take it slow. The water couch and even on da floor. I'll have u beggin out screamin 4 mo'. Lick ya from ur head and all da way 2 ur ya toes. Lick ya
time and imma take it slow. Start on da couch and even on da floor.I'll have u beggin out screamin 4 mo'.Lick ya from ur head and all da way 2 ur ya toes
(uh huh) right there (uh) You touch me like you care Now stop And let me repay you for the week that you've been through Workin' that nine to five and
[feat. Roscoe Dash] Talk 2 me Wale You know we had to do it again bruh bruh Talk 2 me Talk 2 me Talk 2 me Talk 2 me Talk 2 me Talk 2 me [Wale:] What
alone I'm still out on bond And I'm a keep dranking till all the drank is gone Dam right I'm high as the sky be Over g4 and g5 that's where I be And
of his mind Moving fast, in a world that ain't ready for the pace focussed on his grind Who am I to test, Z-Ro I bet everybody in Ridgemont 4 know me
tops and windows Penitentiary poems on fo' do's, dipping in low low's Finger fucking my 4-4, on a bitch made nigga fo' do' [Hook - 2x] [Trae] Slow mo', when on the block 4
