Sleeper:] One last time We`ll lay down today One last time Until we fade away One last time We`ll lay down today One last time We slowly fade away As
island and pirates peak and then to nappa valley rappers alley and stayed a week i met the queen of all my dreams and we danced cheek to cheek and then we
kept your dad awake late to pick me up in Provo, an hour later we rolled into Salt Lake with nothing to do, so we went back to your house where we
Die with the heart of Scarface and take fifty licks Before I let these crackers throw me and shit Bounce if you a good kid, bounce, do the bird hop Curse
a full moon The pistol's loaded, prepared to click Armed and dangerous, lookin for somethin to stick We creep through the block, not a cop to be seen We
take another shot. Now my best friend, my drummer, won't even tell what it was that I dropped Now sweet Melinda, the peasants call her the goddess of gloom. She speaks good
(feat. Koopsta Knicca, Tear Da Club Up Thugs) [Intro] (Tastes good, tastes good, tastes good) [Man:] So what's up with you right now? [Girl:] What you
are we? We the shit We the shit We the shit Cross your arms We the shit We the shit We the shit What are we? We the shit We the shit We the shit That
her neck And has to talk like this "I love you" She can drink through it, ya get used to it It whistle every time we kiss My kind of bitch gots one good
They shot a man into the sky The moon and stars became his bed He saw the sun rise seven times And when he came back down he said It is one, it is one
sweat so to beat the heat We go skinny dippin' down in the creek Promise the girls we can't see Thank God for that moon glow We've gotta barn burner
a brew we're rock, rock, rock, rock, rocking under the light of the moon talk, talk, talk, talk, talking about things we'd like to do we're young but we
and call that shit SP flow outta this World, I'm coming for my Moon man you niggas slide back like that walkin on the moon dance no glitter glean, handgun
and call that shit SP Glow outta this World, I'm coming for my Moon man You niggas slide back like that walkin on the moon dance No glitter glean, handgun
get the full +Tee+ spoon Swallow it fast cause I'm about to leave soon For the moon, smoking big bubble toots In the suburban, sipping on the 'gnac Now we
in a church lot from 99 blocks on the first shot) Bomb (Yeah) You know what? (What?) You pretty good (You ain't so bad yourself) Maybe we should go just
in a church lot from 99 blocks on the first shot) Bomb (Yeah) You know what? (What?) You pretty good (You ain't so bad yourself) Maybe we should go
don't say nothin it's a jack move Do you really think we bluffin it's a jack move Give it up mothafucka it's a jack move Do you really think we bluffin
