and make it smooth like lotion He's the original highway to heaven From seven to seven he's got me open like seven eleven And yes, it's me that he's
neck While I'm tryin' to roll the bones I don't care, I'll just float a check 'Cause I'm feelin' my gamblin' Jones Here come seven, gimme eleven, come
my neck While I'm tryin' to roll the bones I don't care I'll just float a check Cause I'm feelin' my gamblin' jones Here come seven, gimme eleven come
' from? Goin' up or gettin' down? Well, have you thought about it some Or have you put it down? Have you heard about Heaven? Yeah yeah yeah? Seven come eleven
was in heaven I keep thinkin' 'bout that night in Memphis I thought I was in heaven But I was stumblin' through the parking lot Of an invisible seven eleven
to describe the loudness, the habitat of rap survival kit Artistic skin abrasion, so when 'em fadin' my worldly reflections It's magnified to new levels of elevation Seven sign, seven, seven sign Seven
, nickels and dimes Beat up and stick up a lick up That two-eleven, gotta get what's mine, then bailin' Me kickin' up dust, I'm trailin', feelin' one-eight-seven
My trigger finger's itchy but my carpel tunnel was [unverified] was written And rippin' problems like water flowin' in humbles I'm workin' with seven
po po, drop top switches on the lo-lo, Your skinny nigga with the fo-fo Make more hot tips like off in Dodge City Elevation say they ain't gonna dodge
pops I let my gun smoke I made a promise I won't tell if your askin' I'm just that muthafuckin son of an assassin [Krayzie] Ever since I was seven I'
Arrive at seven, the place feels good No time to call you today Encores till eleven then Chinese food Back to the hotel again I call your number, the
a nigga if you know what I mean They hooked up in the '70's when liquor and weed was heavy And have me and crone their dreams By the time I was seven
bitches, I need to take care a new flower, so Joe can take a shower and get wet, and then jet like ahhhh, seven-forty-seven I tell the girls my number 7-7-7-ninety-three-eleven
club hollerin' [Lil' Boosie:] A bay bay this here Boosie This for my dawgs who keep that cake and keep that oozie Holla a bay bay One eighty seven two eleven
another bottle, get this party to crakin' All these barby doll models make the champs start backin' 550's everywhere nothing can't depend it, he's on his fifth premiere At seven, it ain't even eleven
One, two, three o'clock, four o'clock rock Five, six, seven o'clock, eight o'clock rock Nine, ten, eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock rock We're gonna rock
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven Eight, nine, ten, eleven, twelve, yes Yeah Yeah Yeah Ye-ye-yeah She said, "Move, move, move to the rhythm" She