start shit Parole hoes, six months in the box My little sister got her head shaved off She made it home from shop We selling cartons, Pampers, Similac formula Anything it
be a matador So tartare or rather raw I know that sounds fucked up like a reptoid But it's no Ruth's Chris, if I lose, so I choose To keep it seeing
it do? I guess, I'm a toy that is broken I guess, we're just older now I want to stay another season See summer upon this sorry land So don't dust off
't do nothing for ya But you'd love a rich man six foot two or taller You can't sit down right 'cause your jeans are too tight And you're lucky it's
their wives Don't be mad at me 'cause your pushing thirty And your old tricks no longer work You should have known from the jump that you always get dumped So dust off
the ghetto I could show you how to do it, you tired of ridin Buicks I don't know why niggaz rap for years and can't make hotter music Even when, I don't do it
ghetto I could show you how to do it, you tired of ridin Buicks I don't know why niggaz rap for years and can't make hotter music Even when, I don't do it
up in the ghetto I could show you how to do it, you tired of ridin' buicks I don't know why niggaz rap for years and can't make hotter music Even when, I don't do it
hard? When it's so soothing Dancing through life No need to tough it When you can sluff it off as I do Nothing matters But knowing nothing matters It'
my shit, you buggin me again. We supposed to be kin. But your family hurt you too. That dust and that gin got me thinkin a dirt'll do. But hatin leads
need to leave that clown in the dust Trust I just wanna talk, I'm thinkin' I can give you a call And we can pick it up where we left off, I'll holla
respect it, cosmic injected That cause me to set it off just like that club record Hit it from the back, stay strapped like two packs of lubricants It
do I want y'all to check this on the real and yo, check this out Shake it, c'mon shake it, c'mon shake it, c'mon shake it Whassup now? Whassup now? Whassup
I got bust Now the only thing I'm sniffin' is dust, because it's It's so ruff, 'cause it's so ruff 'Cause it's so ruff, it's so ruff Me and Erick Sermon
it, check it out, check it, check it out Check it, check it out, check it, check it out Check it, check it out, check it, check it out Check it, check
jet, you frontin' wit us Cause when the coke price was up It was nuthin to us We got blocks full of heroin Weed and dust/ Seen bullets pop off Cause
me higher Ooh, get down with it girl now So what if the feeling don't last forever At least we have today Gonna do the things that we want And do them
, let's rock, it's Christmas time We're gonna celebrate it with a rhyme Danny D, are you ready? Ready as I'll ever be Steady, you know it, Joey Joe is