land, there's a million righteous men Waiting to pick a flower and make her a women How come you cannot see your majesty? You're a flower, that itself
of land, there's a million righteous men Waiting to pick a flower and make her a women How come you cannot see your majesty? You're a flower, that itself
Itola, kids hate me when they older I put cracks by the stroller, I'm registered voter, motherfucker quota Give some baking soda and a quota Man I flow
Yeah, word Got some Remy Martin Some good-ass cigars Check it out Ayo, late night Candlelight Fiend wit' Diesel In his needle Queensbridge leader No
Brown Brown" Down to da "Brown Brown Brown" Ayo my Circle gets down to da "Brown Brown Brown" Down to da "Brown Brown Brown" Down to da "Brown Brown Brown" Ayo
BOUNCE.. to my freakys x6 shit, got the flow whip we the new thang lmfao came to make it bang imma just be rip dancin on my soul i wanna see you grip
kids then I put your brain on your shorty I ain't open that damn block for the fame and the glory I was hoping to Jamrock's like Damien Marley Ayo, I
bbrown back yall ayo stanley do me a favor drop it ()Chorus) i want you, i need you i want you, i need you (Verse 1) ive been around the world seen
Bone Thugs-N-Harmony Ayo, we ain't always been accepted like this 'Til a *** got that Grammy, open the door (Listen to the wind blow) Bone Thugs got
high, high, I get high, high, high, high (Everyday, every night) I get high, high, high, high (All the time) High Everyday I need an ounce and a half S.P., the only flower
.P. and Styles This is for the hood and niggas that's wild If you 'bout to die or you blowin' the trial We're gangsta ass niggas that been flowin' awhile Ayo
On The Top Shows, Didnt Know i Rap Though Now i'm On The Track To Show These Haters How Ya Boy Flow Spendin All My Time Though Writin in The Studio Thats
the same gangster pride that entered me These are the old-timers, they who taught us How to stand strong and pass it on to the sons and daughters With your flow
[Jae Millz] Ayo Millz break the block down from A to Z I can supply you with work lil' nigga, I'm like the Temp. Agency I'm in the kitchen wood chilled
I'm like row, row, like I have cerebral palsy My flows bes wet loke all you girls draws be Crack the dils, spread the buddah in the hid douse Roll it
Controller, rap Itola, kids hate me when they older I put cracks by the stroller, registered voter, motherfucker quota Give some baking soda and a quota Man I flow
