bare moon, I wanna spoon He could sing me "Blue Flowers" in my ear, but maybe this time, it'd be in tune Look Keith, if you're listening send me an aol
[Intro] Fuck a rubber band a nigga need a buncha birds (X4) [Over intro - Gucci Mane (Yo Gotti)] Yo, it's Gucci, brrrr, R.I.P. Pimp C mane, brrrr (This
zoom Easin? in as slick as I can Easin? in, slick You know my motions, slimmer with no limo I ride the C local and tilt my army brimmer Milt bless the
can Michelangelo's soul controls your hand Then serenades of blue and red and the beauty of the rainbow fills your head Crescendo of colours hang in tune
Yeah Yeah, that's what I'm talkin' about Let's do it Kanye West, c'mon turn me up And Black Thought, c'mon turn me up And Pharoahe Monch, c'mon turn
I bruise, Twista killin them with Bun and the Blues (yup) Competition better study harder cause I feel like we done found another tune (tune) They gon
and pick out a costume I think ill rock these blue jeans and this tee shirt And whats a little polo sport gonna hurt? C'mon This is that day cause
told me hip hop pays So I says I strays aways from L A's average 'Cause C.K-in' and B.K-in' was bein' a savage And M.C.-in' and QDJ-in' was bringin'
found Allah in the process An angel appeared wit' sneaky ways and gave me stress Now what am I to do? My album's platinum but I'm still feelin' blue, c
married to the game, same bride just a new groom I do more then just do tunes 'Cause my bills come in too soon, my son gon' be two soon Royalty checks come like once in a blue
seem so difficult, boys didn't seem so typical It was warm and white and wonderful, we were all invincible Tired eyes, trampled under foot Dazed and confused, c-c-cocaine blues
couldn't deal with the real shit So you got ass whipped, fuckin' with a lunatic, bitch West Coast on a wreck, so motherfuck the mainstream You tuned
tune Provide the boom Those who consume become faint from the fumes Killa Bees live in the place to be Burn third degree on the M I C So deadly goes
But he always tunes in and tunes them out wishing one day he would get his turn Freddy never ever studies and he's proud of his straight C's And chain
packed, full room Lady move, peep my glide, peep my zoom Keep in stride, smoke the lah, smoke the boom Feel the fumes, consume toxic tunes Hell bound
left, a right, I'm outta sight, I'm throwed I'm bouncin' off the road, I'm in a modem with them foe dem Tiny tune hop out my big body form chain With
left, a right, I'm outta sight, I'm throwed I'm bouncin off the road, I'm in a modem with them fo' dem Tiny tune, hop out my big body form Chain with