maybe its time to jump start forever And maybe its time to we let your daddy know Maybe its time that we lay these two hearts down Well maybe its time It's time
it's time to jump start forever Maybe it's time to let the good times roll Maybe it's time that we lay these two hearts down Well maybe it's time Well
Traduzione: Pat Green. E 'Tempo.
mack, it's dark in the hallways Creepin so slow, 'cause it's on the second flo' I gets up there, they got a crack in the front do' I push it wit ease
it but dey gon make it hard as much as dey could Dat's why, dat's why Dat's why I hate 'em man dey crackers ain't nothin without paper Dey look at us
Probably Drink Dawg Cuz Thats What We Be Doin To It Now Take This Big Red & Pour About A 2 Into It I Did 2's & 8's, What The Fuck Is U Trippin On? He
To It I'm The One That Sowed The Seed But You're The One That Grew It Take It Blow By Blow Like Reginald Denny I Do It All The Time How Many? Many Frauleins
Now I'm stackin' paper, got my thumb green How many times am I fresh? That's umteen Get dirty, pull the trigger, but I keep my gun clean That's sparkly
GREEN EYES:] From the County Jail Inglewood you can't fuck with it And since I got courted, it's like I'm stuck with it Young Gangsta Green Eyes, Nine
a minute, Whats in the plan for me? 20 g's and the witness protection plan Witness protection plan? 20 g's? better go head and set it up Verse 3 Comin
s a little story, from the Freestyle King Just some Down South G's, forfilling they dreams Gripping on pine, swanging through your town It's that boy E.S
Gone An 2 Step [DJ Unk:] Step it to tha right Wipe me down man Step it to tha left Wit ur thunda frames By this time the world Know wat it do It's
[E-Rule] Listen up, check it, E-Rule's about to wreck it ?? ?? in more reverse I got the works when I freak it Disarm unique wits ?? seek it Diapharetic
the world And it's hard to hold on, but I keep a tight grip Write another song, drop it like it's hot no time to prolong Get out the hood, was something
the club One more time for they mind, I'ma gon put it down It's that boy Fat Pat, yeah I got's to clown I just wanna drop it, aaaa-aall night long Yeah
hundreds, it's doable, I done done it At the summit of rap and I'm watchin you haters plummit Run to it or run from it, to Bun it don't differ Wipe the
Call up my click and have a smoke out it's on again I chased that bud with that yak and let it do me in If it's a sin then I hope the lord will understand
