gone, with your negativity. (I'm an optimist, op-optimist, op-optimist) You're such a downer, You're never satisfied Lucky for me, there's always a silver line
moon men Yeah, they call me Tune, got them bitches tuned in It's a crazy world so I stay in mine And nigga's don't cross the line, nigga's stay in line
the game for 9 innings We love sinning but now I answer for that Apologize to my fam, I got you all dressing in black (I hear ya) A long line family
plan, just building check it, nights bright but the daya??s dark covered in tattooa??s ,but hate art these egg shella??s I walk on are razor sharp staring at the finish line
trying fuck now Naw you ain't getting loud Better calm down for I smack your ass down I need my drums bass high Has to be my snare strings horns and
web tonight 'Cause we're all in the mood for a hero now And there's evil doers to fight Now Harry the rich kid's a friend of his Who horns in on Mary
head outta town When I honk the horn twice I need some head to go down Take that frown off your face girl I'll be back soon Don't have that line disconnected
[Intro: Scarface talking] oooohh, yo Vice drop this heat dog, ugh hit the bass line, yo Vice what you're doin' man straight up, ugh [Verse 1: Scarface
re not like all the rest So when you come to pick me up come right to my door Don't stay in your car and beep, beep the horn (Car) Baby, I'm a hopeless
but the seven sisters all have sinned and old Saint Peter won't let them in. Come drink the cup that fills me up. Up is down. Squares are round. A straight line
't nothin' changed All new players still the same old game Well if you're low-ridin' or your up in your range Let me see you blow your horn For the mommies
Pimping La La La La La La La Goes My System In My Car If My Name Is Only You I Don't Want Your Daily Love This Is Pimping Living [Singing With Horns
You might find termites in the chokin' [unverified], yes D.O., my wood grain say, "Fuck P.O." (Okay) And I'll prove it when I red line a buck three,
an exit as soon as I reloads my mag' *reloads mag* *car horns throughout* Stuck in heavy traffic... Nigga It's All Bad! Chorus: WC w/ cops *car horns
you can form Slap up a cop and then snatch him out of his uniform Leave him with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on And hang him by his balls from the horn
climb on board? Is your manager managing to manage for the best? Or is he making out fine for himself? Does your record label bring you in with trumpets and horns
can get you anything that attitude can buy Cruisin' down the avenue Stylin' in my new suit foot on the accelerator see you later I got everything that attitude can buy Cut in lines
human body I produce my own shit And I toot my own horn, a star when I was born My name aint james, my word is bond Yeah Shout out to cannibus had a similar line
