read it in the news Caught it all just a touch You set the pace of what was to come I have to carry on now that you're gone A day in the life well nobody
it in the news Caught it all just a touch You set the pace of what was to come I have to carry on now that you're gone A day in the life well nobody
wore a vest That's a no brainer, I'm coming with both flamers I'll spray 'em, but I'm no painter To this here, I'm no stranger It's obvious you no bangers
done turned a good guy into a Chuckie doll I would've been your friend till the end bitch Guess there ain't no friends in this shit bidness Just a bunch
purp out And I'm a roll one and I'm a smoke one And I'm a roll one and I'm a smoke one And I'm a roll one and I'm a smoke one Now I'm out of my mind
have you bailing out your own hood I'm a General a Sergeant, no need to start this Rumble in the field with a lion, cause I'm raw bitch I'm raw regardless
a G-R-A-V-E nigga At ease nigga, you don't wanna be my enemy nigga When I'm sipping drank, and smoking trees nigga Fuck around and be a memory, nigga [
up, once I'm gettin' serious Niggas get delirious, nigga is you serious? These flags ain't bad, you better strap with the back I be the F-L-A-M-E-to
a bullet hole, it is not a tumor Red like red like stop your rumors I stay on track like a box of Pumas Now just r-r-rock with Junior I am the little
meant to be (Yeah Yeah) You're a sexy guy, I'm a nice girl (Uh) Let's turn this dance floor into our own little nasty world Boys! Sometimes a girl just
damn hate a player hate a player hate a player hate a ***** what (x4) ( ...? ) check my fashion ( e double E double G? ) you wait I've got a pinky
cord I'm a lightning rod I'm a lion roar I'm a dinosaur I'm a sinus minus the nose I'm a cold I'm raw than a temperature rose to five and, two o's that
mufuckin state, when we touch down [T] Go right from the plane to the rave [E] When we touch down [T] On a private plane getting brains, till we [E] Touch
Caprices and Impalas bitch Yo I'm from down the way, you know--around the way Dade Country, 305, rep the whole M-I-A A.K.'s and Chevrolets, nappy braids
