time ma [Outro: Laws & Calvin Harris] Get some colors on, we can crush but you gotta get some colors on You heart body, go and get your colors on Get
ma [Outro: Laws & Calvin Harris] Get some colors on, we can crush but you gotta get some colors on You heart body, go and get your colors on Get some
like "maybe she the wrong woman" Think im'a be chasin' the chicken head you own somethin' Your toes painted half fixed all the time And your Gucci boots the same color
for home is broadened, patriotism expanded by callings from beyond So I pack my things nothing precious all things sacred I am a citizen of the planet My laws
VERSE 1: Trek Life] Man, all I'm trying to do is just drive my car Turn my beats up and rhyme these bars But even when I abide by laws You run my plates
I turn that horse's key I'm 17 or 23 Or bringing home my first baby Like Dad did when the '65 was three She's been four colors We've broken forty laws
nigga, front and get clapped I stay strapped, and I'm all right (Animal rights) [Carlton Fisk:] House Gang clap together, wack whoever Porsche Kayan, '04, the color
out Crack blood devil house, gat slugs, here's your addict Pushers of conceited habits, took us, look and seen me mad it Cash laws, blast hog, gas talk
see murder murder um urgess to kick in yo door wit da mafuckin pistols Um comin to get you we bustin no issue white wall on rims da same color of tissue
know I gotta stack now Everybody has their time to shine, and now it's mine So step aside and stand in line [talking] Hold up man, Color Changin' Click
take care of my brother, and uncover reveal the skin so we can see each other, cause every color that makes the light appear duller, who's the colored
black & white But I make love in colors Ooh girl, you're body's so tight I wanna make you my lover I dream in black & white But I make love in colors
that horse's key And I'm 17 or 23, or bringing home my first baby Like dad did when the 65 was three, yeah She's been four colors We've broken forty laws
's apparent, tell no shame in here Everybody know the game in here Know you playin in here, what you sayin in here You're playin here Special effects make most of your average rappers with pastel colors
For them boys on my back wit them bugs by my bed They still thinkin' that we coppin' sellin raw Tryin' to put us through them Rico and them Rockefeller' laws
I'm just, I'm just a picture a picture in a frame I paint word pictures on the canvas of life But I don't control the colors It's nothin' like it Yo,
