coast to coast FLACO THE GREAT! [Hook:] I'M A REAL O.G (YOU AIN'T HEARD ABOUT ME?) I'M A REAL O.G (J.R WRITER NIGGAAAA) I'M A REAL O.G (YOU AIN'T HEARD
m up drivin' in the eye of a Volcano On to oceans made of Lava, readin' goggles Faced with Kamakazie, women thinks that I'm bizarre Happy when you reach
: Happy little day, Jimmy went away Met his little Jenny on a public holiday A happy pair they made, so decorously laid 'neath the gay illuminations
Lo, DJ Scene on the mix And this is the official mix CD, "S.T.I.L.L.B.O.R.N." For the brand new album "S.O.N.O.G.R.A.M." which is in stores right now
No destination in mind Driver lookin' at me strange 'cause I got in Handed him a wad of cash Sat back and told him just drive Im thinkin' 'bout the day
six niggaz, got two in heaven Six of us, holdin it, now it's five rollin thick The sixth one's parole flipped; five niggaz, went to fo' quick when he went O
our God and King; Above the rest these words we'll tell, All is well! All is well! And should we die before our journey's through, Happy day! All is
Man, I wake up to a wet dream Every day's a Friday and every nights a sex scene Every week is fashion week and every day I'm pressed clean Detroit's Angel
the map, and they didnt like it from scratch I lay this funk on the table and put beside it the facts Fly sit deep in the snow wit big O'l Zeke on tha
you got to let know Should I stay or should I go? Always tease tease tease Siempre - coqetiando y enganyando You're happy when I'm on my knees Me arrodilla y estas feliz One day
(Sick) All she know is T-E-C-C-A When your through with work your gonna go with me kay (Okay, Okay, Okay, O-O-Okay) [Hook: Big Krizz Kalico] I want
o'clock Back in the spot with the same bomb, serve and drop I pull a hoe in Bangkok, drop her off at tip spot Im burnin' rubber fuck the cops, another day
Kool-Aid worried about who I paid, And who I didn't, I'm tired of spittin' happy raps, I'm ready for representin', My fifty collar clips spit happy caps
: [verse 1:] It's been on every day since they cut the umbilical chord Been on a mission since my circumcision Destined to be hard-core 74 the year
she always wanted to be like me and dress like me, and look like me and Nicole, it's like she lived in my house Askin me for money, day in - day out And
of love Were shining on her face When her lover came and he grasped her hand And what loving words they said They talked of future's happy days As through
confess About ten o'clock I was making fun of you You stayed for a while Then left with a Smile But at least i made you happy You made me happy