pull the hands of time for you And though you gone, you still on my mind I often wish that I, could kick it one more time with you Time after time, you
the hands of time for you And though you gone, you still on my mind I often wish that I, could kick it one more time with you Time after time, you still
If I ever had this I never took the time to meet her So I feel a frown across my face the only way to greet her In the process of bein' Trae I missed
tan. Drop the top and swang 4s to the sand. Now in the water, hoes see a slaughter. Its the young don still chasin after daughters. Chasin after hoes
come around, cause I got them drugs When all my drugs gone, nigga all my thugs gone And I'm scared to eat, the last of the bread and the butter Because after
pointing at you Somebody give mouth to mouth to this mic, after it melt Cause the only rapper out rapping me is me, after myself I hope you internet
if you want to Kiss my black ass [Verse 3: Z-Ro] Too many years I'd done payed the price I ain't got no time for no more drama in my life Day after
the rise feeling good feeling fine poppin' trunk tippin' dine but we do it for h-town tell them boys its time to lay it dine tell tell them boys its time
cluckers they love us [female voice harmonizing] [Chamillionaire] Chamillitary mayne [Chorus - Chamillionaire] No need to worry, I already got my "Revenge" Now that it's after
[Chorus - Chamillionaire] Sorry but I'm real busy mayne Grindin, I'm in the streets gettin change You can leave a message after the tone (tone, tone,
at you Somebody give mouth to mouth to this mic, after it melt Cause the only rapper out rapping me is me, after myself I hope you internet thugs, that
you Somebody give mouth to mouth to this mic, after it melt Cause the only rapper out rapping me is me, after myself I hope you internet thugs, that will
(feat. Trae & Big Hawk) One deep until I die, so your help I refuse it [x4] [Trae:] I hear some haters want me dead, but I ain't never been a stranger
a black Lac Grab a gat where the haters at, time to push back Like I'm Fat Pat doing em raw, I put it down One more time for the shine, when I put it
or two [Trae] Step into the world of a mob nigga, live in so much pain The rain steady pumping me up, locked down on hard times But I'm knowing that
of living in the past bitch Wearing pain like it's cologne, y'all niggaz tell me to be strong But y'all niggaz don't even know, what the fuck is really going's on After
mayn Hitman, be the number one honcho Get that white from Poppy, and that green from Poncho Slab riding, got me loaded and cocked Much love to my nigga Trae, good looking out [Trae
