Well, he shouts and wakes the whole street up He says, "I've never believed in you anyway" He says, "Now what the hell do you want to lecture me for To
doin' Better watch out 'Cause on the count of three We're there Shouts of "Yeah-yeah" We can fly A flash in the sky Kickin' off the day We're savin' sunshine
to dougie. Then I pull it back, start it from the top and all the bitches love me, I'm the 24 hour stunner roadrunner nigga can't catch me, get green
[Lil' O shouting] We bring the smash on you cowards All you boys think we playing We ain't playing wit you punks We gonna hit ya'll where it hurts Fuck
're wrong And some dark day And some dark day They're going to find they're lying They say that money makes nasty men Crushes hearts inside us They shout
and making your way Mamma says have a good day, then I say okay Mischief hanging, get a bad phone call Didn?t read behavior slips on the wall Phewww school day
I'ma crawl slow puffin' on the Optimo hit the sto' I'ma go real slow puffin' indo out the do' I'ma lit the stash green, man, I'm lookin' clean Want
I'ma crawl slow puffin' on the Optimo, hit the sto' I'ma go real slow, puffin indo out the do' I'ma lit the stash green, man I'm lookin' clean Want
it shout All this green gonna make me mean Make me dream, make me skim It?s my world, gonna take it now Make it now, make it shout All this green gonna
And if you jump, you just might fall And if you shout I'll only hear you If I could stay then the night would give you up Stay, then the day would keep
Well you're the first car in an hour or so I'm glad you stopped in, it's sure been slow around here today Just like every day Well I couldn't help but
and bust this crazy shit. Woke up quick, at about noon jus' thought that I had to be in compton soon. I gotta get drunk before the day begins before
pick your style, your smile shown bright about a mile away But anyway, another day, in the land of shove Just living in the life of who? A black man on a green
to back They play it all day long Bring back the days of Conway Twitty When singers were good And songs were country He's got a '64 plush lime green
on mashing through the central coast atmosphere for the things that i do i know im gonna pay the cost for the reason why im gone, for the reason why im lost .. (Delux) living week by week living day by day
ya Will I plug you to some niggas that'll drop some change in your purse Hoe what I look like I ain't no trick bitch you gone chose big pimpin' first On God's green
me (Come and get me) Bail me out and get me back on my feet (Back on my feet) Same night I'll be back on the street (On the street) From day one I was
the sinner must die. The summer that I turned 16 I had my Independence Day. Sucked down to the rich neighborhood, near the fireworks display. Green lawns