said, "Howdy" - he said, "Hi" He told a little story - that sounded well rehearsed Four days on the run and that he's dying of thirst The brew was in my hand
wee wee All the way home You were always half crazy Now look at you baby Make about as much sense as a nursery rhyme Love is a piano Dropped from a four
Ah one ah two Ah one two three four Well I was busted flat in Baton Rouge Headin' for the train Feelin' nearly faded as my jeans Oh Bobby thumbed
about the past, you betta do the math, freaks tryin' to put their dirty hands on the cash, more keys than a piano, you like to travel, think all the fours
" - he said, "Hi" He told a little story - that sounded well rehearsed Four days on the run and that he's dying of thirst The brew was in my hand
this verse here a motherfuckin' bomb threat Cause I ain't even let out, all of my dogs yet I ain't even pulled out my four fours yet I ain't even let
you still sniffin blow Nose runnin on time with green slime Step in the club, I throw urine on your mind Big Luciano, diamond rings on the grand piano
We know dice hit want cream fold, for two green five six seelo and the ego (yeah) So how you flipping grams yo (uh uh) I'm touching keys like pianos
by any means coffee shop, trap spot, hand to hand, get my guap pockets still ounce for ounce sack for sack razr chop rockstar, rollin rocks piano
: a single hand " a single hand writing several stories "unlike most children. i hated to see the day come when i will be grown up. i wish to be