made me go way out My body way out, my body I don't really care if the popoes stop and stare I'm way out, my body way out, my body A'ight B I heard the
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made me go way out my body, way out, my body.. I don't really care if the popoes stop and stare I'm way out, my body, way out, my body [E-40] A'ight
jumping out the window, while you in suicide doors hopping out the benzo, homocide Hermes bag, take off the lobby, call CSI she just caught another body
' Roberto Cavalli Now I got a new hobby diamonds and tattoos and bodies Watch me crash through the party, go ahead and spaz girl Tatoo in the name of my click
seed Led by a bunch of individuals (Ali) Uh, criminals to generals - this is like wow! Look at how my brain ay blew you out the frames twist of fate
that easy, I still got 'em to shake They had my man's bitch wired for a month and a half Snatched my nigga up in Aspen, bail's five million Bounced him out
I'm talkin' 'bout? Let 'em know how we feelin' right now Every time I come around, shawty love me down Run up on me like click clack, my gun out like
, hit his Camry with seven He a lucky motherfucker, I bet he make it to heaven My grandpa drunk my uncle Rob drunk My uncle Champ bombed crack smoked my
it out 1, 2, 3 In the place to be As it is plain to see She's the cutest I've ever seen in my life, my life The way she clicked her heels and threw
Kamikaze south splash like it shot from a gauge Until your body sound clash, head of the class, Magna Cum Laude Beats bring the beast out me, flagrant
until they get down, body rock [body rock, bock rock, body rock]. We say the war shouldn't stop until they get down, body rock [body rock, body rock, body
stop until these playa hatin' niggas body rott Body rott, body rott Nigga the war shouldn't stop until these motherfuckin' cops body rott Body rott, body
, tickets I'm out the door, hopped in the smug and I break fast Get to my pad, sit back and laugh, locked out As I flip through my cash At last, nigga
with me sawed-off pump Bitch, if I'm flippin' or load my clip in, nigga, y'all all fucked Gotta make my money, slippin' me pump in my trench And then click
don't see me Now my fat sack of rocks, hell, yeah, I stuffed 'em Police on my draws, I had to pause and yeah It's still muthafuck 'em, now my game is
" Damn that's foolish" Swig off the 40 of holy water and say "Y'all let's do this" Grabbed my click, gripped my dick Walked with my face to the groung
vicious with my click 'Cause even the bitches carry guns High techs and khakis when jackin', sawed-off There's really no place to run Niggas get vicious with my click
