![]() Get the embed code Eightball & MJG - Miscellaneous Album Lyrics1.Anotha Day in Tha Hood2.Armed Robber圓.Ballin' G's4.Break-A-Bitch College5.Collard Greens6.Coming Out 't Flex9.Just Like Candy10.Let's Ride11.Listen To Me Now12.Mr. We connected all the way around this motherfucker, nigga We're connected with the motherfuckin' Cleveland boys, nigga We're connected with the motherfuckin' Louisville boys, nigga We're connected with the motherfuckin' Georgia boys, nigga We're connected with the motherfuckin' Chicago boys, nigga We're connected with the motherfuckin' Philly hoe boys, nigga We're connected with the motherfuckin' Oakland boys nigga We're connected with the motherfuckin' PA boys, nigga We're connected with the motherfuckin' New York boys, nigga We're connected with them Nashville boys, nigga We're connected with the Mississippi boys, nigga We're connected with the Louisiana boys, nigga We're connected all over the motherfuckin' map, nigga Yeah, I'm tryin' to tell you motherfuckers You can never stop this pimpin', what's going on down here Space age means this shit is gonna last an infinite amount of time Space age means this shit will last to an infinite motherfucking time, niggaĭo you hear what I'm tryin' to say to you motherfuckers? Right there nigga, all my motherfucking life, nigga I spent 21 years of my life in that motherfucker, nigga I was born and raised in that motherfucker, nigga Mississippi, Tennessee, Alabama, Louisiana, nigga We had shit goin on, man, nigga, we were doin' that shitĬoast to coast, state to state, nigga pimpin' ![]() Niggas don't know we came out hard in '93 Niggas got like fucked up, man, know what I'm talkin' about, man? Hard time, home grown ass niggas like Eightball and MJG man Marshmallow ass niggas, man, comin' around here, man Yeah man, I don't know what the fuck wrong with niggas though (Gonna catch me, gonna catch me up again) It seems that daylight is gonna catch me up again Let that shit float on, 'cause that shit get old Now I'm about to put some steak in this meal, inflatin' my billsĪ turd in the hand is far worse than a turd in commode Same positions I've been facin' for years You mouth tellin' me, love, but I ain't feelin' none, stealin' some The camel's tellin' you to come on, you had to cake it Got the whole roll block, and too thick for you to break itĭon't fake it, you know it's kinda hard to try to shake it Now you havin' to climb so you can make it ![]() Of evil that been planted, sproutin' concrete walls I look up, I can't see the forest full of treesĭestined to make it through, regardless of the seas (It's gonna catch me up, gonna catch me up again) Some people like gettin' up when I'm just gettin' in (Gonna catch me up, gonna catch me up again) You say, like daylight, it's gonna catch me up again If a nigga wanna see it, gotta be about itĬan't do without it, sayin', till my life endĮvery night, they like, "Catch me up again" In the midst, I wanna see it, not hear about it They want to rob and jack and try to bury meįightin' sleep like Freddie Kruger tryin' to get me Just because a nigga think I'm a celebrity Livin' for today, a nigga might die tonight Space aging every thought and everything I write Thinkin' 'bout that man, that's just another trapĪnother nigga dead from another nigga's strap Niggas wouldn't even fuck with me if I had rap Note: When you embed the widget in your site, it will match your site's styles (CSS).Young nigga tryin' to see rocks like Barney Rubble Get the embed code 8Ball And MJG - We Are The South: Greatest Hits Album Lyrics1.Friend Or Foe2.Have U Been Ok3.In The Middle Of The Night4.Introduction N The Game5.Just Like Candy6.Lay It Down7.Pimp In My Own Rhyme8.Sho'nuff9.Space Age Pimpin'10.Starships And Rockets11.That Girl12.The Artist Pays The Price13.What Can I Do8Ball And MJG Lyrics provided by You know I want cha, you know I gotta have you.ĭon't cha leave, don't cha leave, don't cha leave Please come back to me baby don't ya leave. Yet you do it like a pro and think I don't knowīut I do that's why I'm here wit you and you know this Lustin bustin all out of my boxer drawersįingers dripping slippin in an out in an outĬonstantly tellin me the things you don't do You start doin all shit you said you'd never do When settin it out is all we straight to doĪnd ride til we get to where you want to beĪsk me time and time again why did I choose youĭo I wanna be your man or just misuse youĬhief in hey would somethin stout wearin lingerie Let me know how you feel when we communicateĮvery once in awhile this is how we slang our game The mood is perfected by sounds from the storm And then tell how well we raise hell on the dizzell
0 Comments
Leave a Reply. |
AuthorWrite something about yourself. No need to be fancy, just an overview. ArchivesCategories |