it safe don't let anyone come through And if you think there's nothing you can do Boy I'm glad I'm not in your shoes How can I tell you it's the
Make it safe don't let anyone come through And if you think there's nothing you can do Boy I'm glad I'm not in your shoes How can I tell you it's
It come to discipline man a Dean Nah Mean Mi tougher than a Hummer limousine Nah Mean We stepping we fresh and we clean Nah Mean I burn the stinkest
morning This maiden came to town Me have to blick a sound How she so cute And plus so sexy and so round Sunlight catch her skin and lord It good from head
nigger rappers like New York Ain't nowhere to park That's why I got a chauffeur, I don't need a valee, head the game, watch it burn Give it up to [?], [?]
projects on green screen No security, put you on the respirator I'm the bomb, I'm the mothaf**kin' detonator One dutch, one bud, one burner, one slug
green screen) Yeah, no security, (I'll put you on the respirator) I'm the bomb, (I'm the mothafuckin detonator) One (dutch), one (bud), one (burner),
the projects on green screen No security, put you on the respirator I'm the bomb, I'm the mothaf**kin' detonator One dutch, one bud, one burner, one
by the gun if you aint droppin ya sword I got tattoos as well as lead marks To me fucking is kinda like racin and I always get a head start My opinion
life preserver I don't need no one to hose me down To hose me down Getting ready to break Getting ready to go Get your shoes off and shake Get your head
feel broke and can't get fixed) I know there's been all kinds of shoes underneath your bed Now I sleep with my boots on but you're still in my head (
has it's day Oh wee I got the cools A brand new car And the family jewels And they won't stop me now In Hollywood Oh wee boogedy shoe Got myself a
: Does he kiss your eyelids in the morning when you start to raise your head? And does he sing to you, incessantly, from the space between your bed and
s hot as hell in here Everybody wants to lose control The music's turned up loud, the lights We'll turn them low Wound up like a hurricane And my head