said I used to cut the porch lights on and now I cut the porches lights on just to let them know their foresights wrong Where this rapper going with that obscure ice on
to let him go They know I put that green light on them haters Keep on tryin' me, I'll put that beam right on ya tater Now you don't wanna see T.I.P.
the blue water like we at the harbor This is my life (life) A ghetto dream come true Paper plates on the Benz (Benz), ridin' so new On some 2011 shit
it up and roll the dice I'm crusin' on the road of life but I need a passenger Appetite for lovin', Ma I'm hungry like a scavenger I, I be on that lavender
[J. Cole] Baby you summertime fine, I let you get on top, I be the underline Im trying to get beside you like the number 9, dime You fine as hell, I guess
from these ashes Come right back on they asses and go Mike Tyson on these bastards And Imma show 'em, blow 'em out the water slaughter 'em homes I'm on
's science to the way we move, cock two's And walk through the club without scuffing our Prada shoes On this side we on the by by, we buy the rules So
cup, beer pong, shots, Niggas on the goose, bitches on my jock Bar-ten-der, gimme whatcha got They're dancing on the table, I got niggas smoking rocks
only twenty-one, sitting on mills We on fire up in here It's burning hot, we on fire Shorty take it off, if it get too hot Up in this spot, we on fire
the wind blows 'cross the water King harvest has surely come I work for the union 'Cause she's so good to me And I'm bound to come out on top That's
, the waters of Tyne in between you and I And here I sit with a tear in my eye, the waters of Tyne in between you and I As a child I dreamed of her, on
't even suppose to be here by the grace of God The skin on my teeth and the hair on my nuts, I skated by Now y'all are on thin ice with ankle weights,
me I'm broke. I was dealing my last hand of poker. My cards were useless as smoke. Oh, guardian angel. Don't taunt me like this, on a clear summer
with some bats and some chains When y'all was on 'em lots dropping cash on the range I was tongue kissing blocks, woopin', stashin' 'em things And now my nigga on
high, come smoke with me, smoke with me, light it up Wanna get high, come smoke with me, smoke with me, light it up Wanna get high, come smoke with me, smoke
aphids on the lettuce And I ate every one And after I was done The salsa melted off my tongue Pieces of tortilla Got stuck in my throat And the stains on
no cigar!" (Oh, yeah!) (Oh, no!) (Oh, yeah!) (Oh, no!) (Oh, yeah!) (Oh, no!) (ALL RIGHT!) [Hand claps, trumpet solo] Julie played water polo She wore a ribbon on
Well, somebody bought it And on the spot they're gonna build a shop Where we can go buy bolts and screws" Since then I've been walking on air (air) I