And the weight of the water Has brought me back to this And the step where you stood As I bleed from the wound How I cower to that weight Still I'll
really chase so hard The truth of sport plays rings around you Going for the one Going for the one Get in the way as the tons of water Racing with
all I got On the grind I scheme and plot whatever it takes to raise my stock I'm breaking bread out here trying to survive I'm under water with these
don't weigh down too low There is high on the cliff top And there are deep creeks below There's a green shade you can't miss Where the spring water flows
't even find his tongue That's when I started totin' my heat to call a G My family was deep but wasn't goin' in that water with me Right after Mr. Martin
hoe To the mutha fuckin' Fil-Mo fo real though None can get wit this sick wit it man slaughter Practice lookin' harder than 40 Water Niggaz all over claimin' they foldin' weight
steering it Fro soul gold Panther crew grab our poppers Now, I'm making bacon Still saying wa ah salaam ah lakum Fresh joints we make 'em like water
First take 36 ounces of coke Mixing it with water in a pot on the stove Next step to make them boulders add, baking soda If the flame is low then turn
soldado Puffin' on an avocado With my foot up on the throttle And a bottle of the Bourbon cause I swerve in the low-low Solo, fo sho', homies gettin'
circle round the proper place (stop), Chrome 45 on me, 9* on my waist, 45 grams show lil' somethin for the 8, 800 dollars half for it water weight, Hell
All the trouble that I put to you And if I could forget all those questions That I never asked And if I could forgive The temporary weight gain due to excess water
don?t want none of me, this rapping shit is fun to me What I look like beefing wit you nigga you a son to me Move weight out to Georgia, get it cross the water
she's a bad girl But if you can't keep it gangsta Then she's too street for you And wherever she goes I know She gon' handle business but she gon' lay low
tighter than headlocks I'm flowin' easy with Freddie Foxxx Known to hang it low like dreadlocks and y'all are too slow Like wearing a weight vest and
n, draped in diamonds, you blind homes I'm com'n, bout gettin my fuckin shine on (Lil' Wayne) In all black, ready to get a nigga for some yay, Playin with heavy weight
, bleed Benatton Relaxed, wrote this, comin' at your crab ass cope And snatch ya ice off, chillin' in the back, throw the lights off Waves, water blend
problem with the product, long as you got the amount And every bit of my fetti, cause every bit of it count I'ma roll in the low, rain snow hot or cold
'em high, Put 'em low Move 'em fast, Mov 'em slow Cancer, Leo and Virgo Put 'em 'em high, Put 'em them Low Move 'em fast, Move 'em slow (Chorus) Wonder
