wood strip got gold, leten em boys know Ima hop out with the crease in my clothes chain on my neck, rocks up on my wrist dirt up in my piss, gotta partna
Oh baby, baby, how i lose my mind Time is quite the killer when you're left behind The airbag held you 'til the engine slept At home your pillow cooled
Lucky Boys Confusion no we're not from Long Beach But from Chicago, we'll make your mind boggle If you meet the fungi from Colorado Always kicking down with our boys
town city slicker, buy my German Sippin' on bourban, back woods a burnin' Back in the days I couldn't get one wordin Now I park valet wit boys outta Cali
' but you already know Straight out the south with my nuts in my hand Its the Swisha House the Third Coast the state of Texas thats my land Whos the
Well, I've been driftin', liftin' my mind with these splits And realizin' just in life what I'm missin' There so much more then just regrets 'cause if
very first time that I lost my mind for a week They can make, make, make me forget the weather If they'll never, never, never wash the sand from my
a gun in my hand maybe the cancer that ran in my fam myb imma be an old man with the salt n pepper conrnows stunnin in a lambo bumpin my jamz man i grew
He almost caught a bad one when he tried to enter our way Bang! Bum rush the back door Then scatter, onto the dance floor Me and my boys, skeezin' the
fifteen minutes to go The clouds in the sky caress my mind so tenderly The sun shines down on the great big beautiful scene The sound of the engine fills my
even burn the hair off it It's sitting looking at you like Well the whole European Franch bread Of all of Europe the only thing that stuck out in my mind
She has never told) Whoa But where's my spark in the dark? Glow glow glow c'mon glow The funky pretty flame in my heart Me and my Pisces lady are apart
I've been laying on my back Like a freight train off a track Trying to find a job to fit my trade With the morning sun come 'round Well I'll be covering
ride Susie Cincinnati) In her little red cab she's scootin' all over town (To the ride to the ride Susie Cincinnati) She's gotta mind the meter too My
ride susie cincinnati) In her little red cab she's scootin' all over town (to the ride to the ride susie cincinnati) She's gotta mind the meter too My
my back and then they wonder Sippin on Cristal, slidin through the morgue They hear me cumin... I'll be makin all the noise Now follow me boys! Who
so I look both ways Cop says, 'OK, my tint smoke gray' No way, nigga leave without handin me my shit Got plans to get my Land and my 6 Niggaz outta pen