[Verse 1: Remy Banks]. Swerving in the hoopty, but a nigga not drunk. I'm high off of life, with a pinch of skunk. Maybe high off of determination, but I'm low on luck.
I fuck so good I make dike bitches straight. And give 'em mo love Jones then Lorenz' tape. Nigga outta state been to every nigga hood. Gets treated like Farhekahn, the shit is all good.
[mc ren]. In case you didn't know my flows grows for sure. I'm makin sure you niggaz don't try me no mo'. Weak shit you talkin and I'm surprised it's sellin.
I spot an active drowning victim from a mile away. I save old men in seas like Hemingway. The swimming pool not taken? Watch out for frost. Dont get busted like Milton or paradise will be lost.
(Dido part.). . Verse 1:. Dear Cole I got your letter and I'm sour. I never received any of your donations, it doesn't matter. Keep crying aboot the fact you lost your game.
Chorus:. I know way too many people here right now. that I didn't know last year.. Who the fuck are ya'll?. I swear feels like the last few nights. we've been everywhere and back but.
Chorus:. I know way too many little trolls right now. that i didn't know last year.. Who the fuck are ya'll?. I swear it feels like the last few months.
(Dido Part.). . Verse 1:. Dear Jeff, I sent you ten replay's and you haven't casted 'em. These douches failed to cheese me and I out lashed at 'em. I even sent you two donations but you never replied.
Went to a dance last Saturday night. I was feeling tipsy, the mood was right. Sight a little daughter steppin' out the corner. 'Cause I feel like dancing all night.
Pray tell sweet Rosemary,. Are the times what they're supposed to be?. Is leadership the same as treachery?. Will knighthood silence anarchy?. . Sorry for the hurt..
Won't you think about it baby?. Won't you think about it baby?. Won't you think about it baby?. . B-b-baby won't you think about it?. . I know that this wasn't part of the plan.
[ lord digga ]. Good good mornin, this is a warnin. You slept on me last night, so stop the fuckin yawnin. You shouldn'ta dialed 540-wake. You made a mistake, now your funeral's gonna take place.
Verse 1. . Top down on the BM. Ten in the P.M.. I'm headed to the jumpoff spot.. But tonight is extra special. Cause I'm bout to let her know. I ain't tryna let her go.
EINMAL STAR UND ZURÜCK. SIE HAT IHRE SACHEN GEPACKT. DENN SIE HAT EINS SATTDIE KLEINSTADT. AB IN DIE GROSSEWO WAS LOS IST. SIE SINGT UND WILL NACH OBEN.
Massive Töne burn you. Arsonists walking this. Pass mal auf (x2). Für 99. . Who's that?. . Do you want to take a guess or do I have to mention?. Massive Töne, Arsonists, the center of attention.
(Throughout intro). Don't y'all know y'all can't hold me down. . He told y'all he won't stop (2X). He told y'all he won't stop (2X) uh uhh. He told y'all he won't stop (2X).
[mase]. Yo, throw the beat on. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Trackmaster. Harlem world, the movement. The commisioner. Cuda love up above. This shit is not a game.
[Sample: Don't Stop Till You Get Enough]. . Yo, yo. Yo, if you gonna hit niggas' girl. Just expect niggas to hit your girl. And that's it. 112 help me say.
Yo, yo, yo. Yo, if you gonna hit niggas' girl. Just expect niggas to hit your girl. And that's it, 112 help me say. . If she got with you when. She already had a man.
Bad Boy,. . (We ain't gon' stop) Now with Sean on the hot track, melt like it's hot wax. Put it out, all the stores, bet you could shop that (that's right).