their loving kindness, I don't know what I'd do. Oh the wine bottle's half empty- The money's all spent. And we're a cross between our parents And hippies
Look here 'Sheed Pretty Mike shanked Two Face Al, over some gal Found the body dead in the isles Death by strangulation, microphone cord, a dirty broad
the weekend (let's go) It's a dirty game, and rule number one you never spend clean money on a dirty dame (yeah) Bitches pointing like "Oh, he Kiss!"
huh nigga) Crank that bitch off the chain Yeah, ya'll niggas know what time it is PT in the house (nigga) A yo and this is for everybody bustin' bottles
like The Metro Section I spit petrol like gas nozzles Bang wid my thangs nigga, you the last models From the Garden to the creep module I'm off the bottle makin' money
shot a black beauty, and i kissed her right between the eyes. well willard's knocked out on a bottle of heat, drivin' dangerous curves across the dirty
i shot a black beauty, and i kissed her right between the eyes. well willard's knocked out on a bottle of heat, drivin' dangerous curves across the dirty
of their dreams, stand alone When I zone nothing coming between, let's get money The trick is to flip money, double up Dirty or legit money, it's all
you slide where them Dirty boys hide And I was hypnotized when a young playa saw (um,um) Your pretty brown eyes And I apologize if I came to hard Trying to get between
Without their loving kindness, I don't know what I'd do. Oh the wine bottle's half empty- The money's all spent. And we're a cross between our parents
there I'm stayin' I do alot of jokin' but I'm not playin' [Verse Three: Da Advokids] Far from a role model, I pop and throw bottles Throw hollows out
Look here 'Sheed Pretty Mike shanked Two Face Al, over some gal Found the body dead in the isles Death by strangulation, microphone cord, a dirty