Can you hear me now?
All of a sudden, everybody wan' bang with us
Don't they know them Gotti kids are dangerous?
Come come now, y'all need to stop
Niggaz better hold they head 'fore they body rock
I got, soldiers in every town
That'll come see y'all like "Black Hawk Down"
I ain't playin with you motherfuckers
(RAAAAAAID!) I'm sprayin you motherfuckers
If gettin money is a crime, then I confess
Ain't about money? I could care less
When you see us comin know it's time to collect
Niggaz be like, "Here come the IRS!"
Kick down doors, shoot through walls
Queen Bee's a movement, fight for the cause
Got a bite that's bigger than "Jaws"
With or without my boys, I still make noise
New York - when Kim say, "Can you hear me now?"
That's when y'all turn it up
Midwest - when Kim say, "Can you hear me now?"
That's when y'all burn it up
L.A. - when Kim say, "Can you hear me now?"
Y'all make them cars jump
Dirty South - when Kim say, "Can you hear me now?"
That's when y'all get it crunk!
My last album, some of y'all wasn't ready for it
Alright, I slow it up, put the brakes on for ya
I know what I'm doin, I ain't losin my mind
I'm just so advanced I'm ahead of my time
You all stuck at the back, I'm ahead of the line
Even in the dark, I'm still gon' shine
You'll see what I mean in 2009
I kick outer space raps - ILL RHYMES
Live guitars, nigga fuck cars
I'm tryin to buy a spaceship to get to Mars
Look out the window, and reach for the stars
It's a new day, Lil' Kim's in charge
Got a big dick, I'll bone you out
Like money in the bank, loan you out
If you ain't straight I'll comb you out
Lil' Kim and Scott Storch be zonin out!
Ain't wanna do it, but now I got to pop my collar
You actin like y'all real tough act to follow
I got medallions the size of a half a dollar
And about to buy my best friend a beauty parlor
I know y'all don't wanna see Kim on top
Please stop worryin about what I got
What the fuck y'all know about the Yonker Rock
When I'm cookin, keep your hands out my pot
Them boys ain't bad and ain't no bitch greater
Stop tryin to use me as a respirator
I'm the same bitch on the escalator
And I still ain't got no time for you fuckin haters
I might start my day at Piarage'
Or with a Mafia meetin at the Brooklyn Cafe
"Okay, y'all wanna play?"
Like 9/11, you gon' remember this day
New York - "Can you hear me now?"
Midwest - "Can you hear me now?"
L.A. - "Can you hear me now?"
Dirty South - "Can you hear me now?"
whoaaaaaa!
I want blood
Southwest go home
I'm desperate to make love
whoaaaaaa!
desperate?
Southwest go home
I'm desperate to make love
whooooaaaa!
Whoa
Lyrics
VERSE ONE:
Whoa I think I'm losing it
Without you the harder it gets
Being without your smile (without your touch)
Sho nuff this is love that I'm feeling in everyway
I need your healing only you can give me that feeling
Girl you just don't know how I‘m dealing with being so far away
I'm anticipating everyday I'm seeing you again
My homie lover friend
Always holding me down thru the thick and thin
And I'm grateful
I gets on my knees and say thank you
For the song you put inside me
And its such the sweetest melody
And its goes something like
CHORUS:
Whoaaaa (the one and my only love)
Shorty got me singing with the love she bringing
She got my melody so I'm like whoaaaaa (mmmm my love)
Don't ever take it away cause I need your love everyday
So I'm like whoaaaa (mmm my love)
My shorty got my singing with the love she bringing
I can hear it here it go my love
VERSE TWO:
Like a drug to an addict that body for sure I gotta have it
Something like an angel in disguise
Baby you're the baddest thing in my eyes
The first thing I do as soon as I get home
Is call my darling baby on the telephone
Cause I cant get comfortable til I know she fine
I treat her like an diamond
cause the girl is mine all mines
Shorty knows she got my heart
And I cant stand to be apart
Cause it hurts me so
You can hear it down deep in my soul
CHORUS:
Whoaaa (the one and my only love)
Shorty got my singing with the love she bringing
I will like to hear it go so I'm like whoaaa (hmmm my love)
Don't ever take it away (don't ever take it away)
I need it like it everyday so I'm like whoaaa mmm my love
BRIDGE:
I can hear wedding bells they're ringing
See your ring finger blinging
We singing whoa lets go get ya licensed changed
Change ya last name to my last name
When you come around I'm like whoa
When we get down your like whoa love slow flow
I found love on the perfect note want to hear me go whoa
CHORUS:
My Shorty got my singing
With the love she bringing I will like to hear it go
So I'm like whoaaa hmmm my love don't ever take it away (don't ever take it away)
I need your love cause you make my body go whoa my love
My baby got my body straight singing
Like to hear it go so I'm like whoa
I've hoped for change and it gets better everyday
I've hoped for change but still I feel the same
There's something wrong 'cause everybody knows
That we can do this on our own
And we've got everybody singing
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
We've got everybody singing
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
We're doing fine and it gets better every time
We're doing fine but I'll let you decide
There's something wrong 'cause everybody knows
That we can do this on our own
And we've got everybody singing
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
We've got everybody singing
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
And I'll confess that I can be a little selfish
Yeah, I'll admit
I don't want you to help me through this
I don't want to start over again
And we've got everybody singing
And we've got everybody singing
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
And we've got everybody singing
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
And I'll confess that I can be a little selfish
I can, I can, yeah, I'll admit
I don't want you to get me through this
Sleep well
Tucked tight
Make sure you hide the night
This was for the best
Stay out
Of sight
Fled the scene of the crime
To avoid an arrest
We will brawl for the cause
That's all we've got
No matter the cost
We're singing
Whoa-oh
Whoa-ah-o
Whoa-oh
Whoa-ah-o
Oh, no, no, no
Beggars and thieves
Is what we had to be
Un-invited guests
Shake this disease
They'll quarantine this street
But color me impressed
We will brawl for the cause
That's all we've got
No matter the cost
We're singing
Whoa-oh
Whoa-ah-oh
Whoa-oh
Whoa-ah-oh
Whoa-oh
Whoa-ah-oh
Oh, no, no, no
Whoa-oh
Whoa-ah-oh
Whoa-oh
Whoa-ah-oh
Oh, no, no, no
I know we won't get caught
But if we do
we'll say we never knew
This is our chance to lose it
Whoa-oh
Whoa-ah-oh
Whoa-oh
Whoa-ah-oh
Whoa-oh
Whoa-ah-oh
Oh, no
Whoa-oh
Whoa-ah-oh
Whoa-oh
Fast cars, fast life
Always shining when you living in the flashlights
Take a couple shots, let the beats play
By tonight we should be spinning like the DJ
Got me jumping in the club getting hella wasted
DJ turn that music up its a celebration
They can't seem to get enough so we hit the floor
Shawty drops it low, and I'm just there like whoa!
I'm on top of her, she's on top of me
No matter where we go I got them hoes all over me
Yeahhhhh
I'm on top of her, she's on top of me
Wa-watch the way she drops it when she's rocking to my beats like whoa!!
Whoa oh oh oh, uhhh
Whoa oh oh oh, yeah
Whoa oh oh oh
We get it popping like whoa
Whoa oh oh oh
YEAH!
Whoa oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh
We get it popping like whoa
Lights out, we got the floor packed
Bottle sippin make them good girls go bad
We poppin alaesay, she know how we does it
By the time I hit the stage I'll be hella buzzed
Put your hands up in the air we can get it poppin
Tell them haters we don't care cause we never stoppin
Yeah them haters over there in the front row
Coming to my show, staring at me like whoa
I'm on top of her, she's on top of me
No matter where we go I got them hoes all over me
Yeahhhhh
I'm on top of her, she's on top of me
Wa-watch the way she drops it when she's rocking to my beats like whoa!!
Whoa oh oh oh, uhhh
Whoa oh oh oh, yeah
Whoa oh oh oh
We get it popping like whoa
Whoa oh oh oh
YEAH!
Whoa oh oh oh
Whoa oh oh oh
We get it popping like whoa
Thump, thump, thump
Now get your body moving
boom, boom, boom
So you can get that feeling
Yeah say yeah
With the lights all flashing, I'm feeling legit so lets get into this
Lets get real crazy like this was alaska
Lets get these bottles poppin like they came with no caps
Not stopping, beat dropping
But it comes right back, so lets hit it like that
And DJ bring that shit back
I'm on top of her
She's on top of me
No matter where we go I got them hoes all over me
Yeahhhh
I'm on top of her
She's on top of me
Wa-watch the way she drops it when she's rockin to my beats like whoa!!
Whoa oh oh oh, uhhh
Whoa oh oh oh, yeah
Whoa oh oh oh
We get it popping like whoa
Whoa oh oh oh
Yeah!
Whoaaa
Whoaaa
We get it poppin like whoa
We get it poppin like whoa
We get it poppin like whoa
whoa
This nigga must be crazy,
think he could get up on A.P.
like that uh uh check it out
This be the day that i never forget driving in my bentley
sipping on my way bangs in the trunk and i heard my
my chest blinged all out and its all on my neck
I went to the crib about 2:00 forgot my keys so i had to knock
noone came to the front so i went to the back checked out the shit
that just happened i caught my man in the pool with a girl nice
skinny chick with Sherley Temple curls she got it in easy she tried to
cap **** and i told the little girl to keep ur hand on these
cause these shit it aint no joke
and if you get a * the gone fill your throat
i could care less if you joked
gotta handle this here and thats for sure
uh whoa(gotta handle this) whoa(this some scandle shit)
whoa(whats a girl to do when she finds a man but nicked in the pool)
whoa thanks for gettin away is you crazy you know that i dont play
whoa you can keep it cause on the real i dont need it
See you tryin to be a playboy
but got caught up in the game now you noy
matter fact you could go upstairs and you could pack
try to love you but you dont know how to act try
to hit me from the front and not from the back
picking up chicks in my bens in my trunk
this the cadillac this aint the way that it goes
cause i sure aint your trick and i aint you hoe
so things dont last forever so you gots to go
jump in your ride put the medal to the floor
dont leave nothing behind take all your clothes
take the bloody towel you used for your bloody nose
this right here the case is close if you didnt know then boy now you
know you up for a biz so now your sold uh uh uh uh uh
better not make an excuse to come to the crib
dont try to beg for a home cause you aint got no where to live
sorry little daddy thats the way that it is and right now i gotta handle my biz
cause you the type of man that i gotta shut down cause you the type of man that
i dont
need around i caught you creeping
for all this time it was you that was peeping on all your late night calls
breaking my laws sliding off panties and unsnapping braws
dont blame it on me you did it just because dont try to say you didnt like the
way that
i was you so fake pleeding with me that it was a mistake boy you was in a dream
now your awake tell your girl friend to come pick up her snakes so
i can go to sun set boulevard and get me a drink, find a true man faster than
you can
Doesn't seem that long ago
we never rocked with the baby - oh
I almost lost my head
It was that song we heard on the radio
I said whoa-whoa-oh-oh-oh!
(Goddammit Annie! Say Good night!)
I said whoa-whoa-oh!
They said they fought so long
That's why they sang that song on the radio
I almost lost my head you know
So damn that song on the radio!
I said whoa-whoa-oh-oh-oh!
(Goddammit Annie! Say Good night!)
I said whoa-whoa-oh!
(YEAH!)
(YEAH! C'MON!)
I said whoa-whoa-oh-oh-oh!
(Goddammit Annie! Say goodnight!)
I said whoa-whoa-oh-oh-oh!
(Goddammit Annie! Say goodnight!)
I said whoa-whoa-oh-oh-oh!
(Goddammit! Just say goodnight!)
Intro.
Ah huh, one time(TOK), two time(TOK)
Ah huh, ah huh
Cho.
Anytime we get a new gal she haffi tight
face haffi hot and the body haffi right
Whao! eechi keechi I chico, yuh nuh go with
the flow then you're out the door (x2)
Verse1
Call up the crew we ago plan a kidnapping
Fi every gal wha outta road we wouldn't mind having
Girl like Paula we want inna we cabin
Banging in the cabin, whoppin non-stopping
Craigy T: Yuh haffi hot, yuh phat, yuh haffi burn, yuh haffi chop
Yuh haffi know sey everything wha new
yuh bazzle inna dat, gal,
Whao! listen to the words wha me a chat,
Yuh haffi bash fi spend mi cash, like fire yuh haffi gash
Flexx: Mi just want a gal wha look fine, come join the line,
Pressure dem mind, mi gal yuh just reach yuh prime,
The A+a di good waistline, yuh sun nuh stop shine we
haffi combine
Cho (x2)
Verse 2:
Alistaire: Mi gal from yuh fling it the right way,
Man wi go crazy, T.O.K. say, gwaan yah baby
Hot gal don't stray, yuh nuh inna no ray ray
You come from Buff Bay, yuh hot inna yuh way
Bassie: Di gal dem haffi gash, yes dem body haffi bash
Dem haffi wicked inna bed when dem a see-weh-lash
Mi gal, Whao! when time work deh deh fi mash,
Yuh wi gi mi di glimmity, glammity, sticky-stash
Cho:
Rep't Verse1:
Whoa
Yo I'm bout on something man
When u see something ill know what I mean, that shit is whoa
Anything ill u see is whoa
Nigga have a big 6 at the club that's whoa
Especially if he got the fully equip kit on it's whoa
U know what I mean, like yo
( Verse 1 )
I had this bad bitch Uptown, she was whoa!
Had me fucked up in the head I mean whoa!
Bought this bitch diamonds and perils, I mean whoa!
Should've seen them shits shinning on her wrist, whoa!
Now money ain't a problem, see my doe is like whoa!
Pulled out my bankroll on y'all niggas like whoa!
Floss da blue shrimp from two-tenth like whoa!
Faggot wanna be my blue prints, I'm like whoa!
Had to hit the brakes on ya niggas like whoa!
Niggas getting bagged on my block like whoa!
Coming home within a half-hour like whoa!
Frontin like they had the man power like whoa!
More or less, more or so
( Chorus )
I'll rip ya torso
I live the fast life, come through porshe slow like whoa!
My niggas like doe, like dro
Nitro, my flows, nice clothes like whoa!
( Verse 2 )
Each payin with cocaine like whoa!
Now I'm doc strange in da range like whoa!
Hundred miles an hour, swithing lanes like whoa!
Plus I'm getting brain from this chick like whoa!
Nigga near lick her asshole like whoa!
See him floss bitches and bitches like whoa!
'99 Jag benz coup like whoa!
Keep them g's nines on ya blocks like whoa!
When they threw ya window bitch like whoa!
Love to see me do this shit like whoa!
Niggas put me through this shit like whoa!
So I'm a go toe to toe, blow for blow like whoa!
( Chorus )
( Verse 3 )
We bag it, then flip it like whoa!
Cars we jack it then strip it like whoa!
Fully equip it front to back that's whoa!
Spitting on fiends that come for crack like whoa!
Asking for shorts and shit nigga like whoa!
Half on his crome, now nigga that's whoa!
Flow so properly you'll see I'm whoa!
Ain't no stopping me, I'm deep like whoa!
Guns be popping B, we creep like whoa!
Hear my name in these streets it's like whoa!
Must I pound the concrete like whoa!
Till this bitch ass has defeat like whoa!
Ya man ain't whoa!
The judge ain't whoa!
C-E-Os ain't whoa!
P-Os ain't whoa!
Play y'all self I get the G.I. Joe
D-I-C, K ryders ain't whoa!
( Chorus )
Niggas getting money VA is whoa!
Bitches looking roght in ATL is whoa!
Niggas laying low in Shytown is whoa!
Bitches taking paper in LA is whoa!
Niggas stacking doe in DC is whoa!
PRDR hold me down like whoa!
Niggas in Detroit hold me down like whoa!
Niggas getting money in New Orleans whoa!
Boston and Jersey, my niggas is whoa!
Florida niggas, Philly niggas is whoa!
Tampa and Texas, Cleveland is whoa!
Memphis and Lil Rock, my niggas is whoa!
My New York niggas hold me down like whoa!
My Panama niggas hold me down like whoa!
Pampaya hold me down like whoa!
My man Dice Raw hold me down like whoa!
The whole Bad Boy hold me down like whoa!
NC, SC hold me down like whoa!
My man Buck Wild hold me down like whoa!
Allumni dog hold me down like whoa!
My man PD hold me down like whoa!
The whole JM hold me down like whoa!
Whole East Side hold me down like whoa!
My man P.I. hold me down like whoa!
( Whoa! as it fades out )
Whoa
Sitting there fire side
Staring at your face in the flickering light
Shadows creeping on the ground
Things have never been this good in this old town
Na na na the sun went down
Na na na the stars came out
You held my heart in the palm of your hand
I hoped this night would never end
Whoa whoa
Thoughts are racing through my mind
Hope I say the right thing at the right time
I feel light headed amidst your glow
Wish my shaking hands didn’t always show
Nah nah nah the fire dimmed low
Nah nah Nah The silence echoed
You held my heart in the palm of your hand
I wished this night would never end
Whoa
I seem to let these moments pass us bye
Whoa
I need to tell you how I feel inside
Hook
(TQ) It’s about to go down
We are shutting cities down
Every time we come around
Check us when we’re in your town
It’s about to go down
It’s like whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
It’s about to go down
Verse 1
(Carvelli) Yes, put your fly dress on
Fellas in front of the mirror, get your flex on
Take your time baby
Make sure your make-up’s tight
And plug the iron in
Make sure your threads are right
Pregame a little bit
The club making mad loot
And eat a little bit
The club got some wack food
A combination of your body
And your dance moves
Will make everybody in the spot
Act a fool
Find a place where all your ladies
Can meet you
And bring some mood music
Probably some TQ
And when you reach your destination
With no hesitation
Wind up, kick down the door
Say people I’m here
Hook
(Rasheeda) Everybody put your hands up high
Back and forth side to side
Everybody if you wanna ride
Hop on board, ya’ll now’s the time
(TQ) We are shutting cities down
Evertime we come around
Check us when we’re in your town
It’s about to go down
It’s like whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
(Carvelli)Carvelli, we gonna do this, baby, okay ... here we go
Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
It’s about to go down
(Rasheeda) Yeah, fly like a G4
Walked in the club
Got the fellas like whoa
Me & my girls all dimes
PYT’s, watch how we shine
I’m in ya town
So I’m bringing out the hot sauce
Fly like Kate Moss
Alias Miss Boss
A good girl
Turned Bad
Fashionista
Check out the Louis Bag
Come in and
We shut the city down
Get poured up
Wall playing not allowed
Some make it rain
Some make it drown
We jerk lean surf
Till the club close down
Independent chicks
On the flo wit ya dress on
Make um work hard for it
Boy, put ya flex on
Hey DJ
This my damn song
Every time we come around
We party all night long
Hook
(TQ) We are shutting cities down
Evertime we come around
Check us when we’re in your town
It’s about to go down
It’s like whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
It’s about to go down
(Carvelli) Don’t force yourself on a girl
Cause it’s quite dirty
Got her feeling like a night
At the Roxbury
If you’re looking quite fresh
And your game’s on
And you’re lookin’ good
Shouldn’t be a thing wrong
Cause there ain’t nothing wrong
With some bump and grind
(Rasheeda) Yeah
Softly feeling up
On something fine
Hit the dance floor hard
Feel the bass in your body
Let her come to you
You ain’t chasing these hotties
Let the money show, money flow
By her a drink
Flash the car keys a little bit
And see what she think
And if a young dude
Cuts in front of you at the club
Put your hand on his shoulder
Look at him and say
Listen, I’m here
(Rasheeda) Everybody put your hands up high
Back and forth side to side
Everybody if you wanna ride
Hop on board, ya’ll now’s the time
(TQ) We are shutting cities down
Evertime we come around
Check us when we’re in your town
It’s about to go down
It’s like whoa whoa whoa whoa
Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
Whoa Whoa Whoa Whoa
[Verse 1:]
Yeaah, SLAB ENT BOYY, SOV letsgo*
Bring it back to the middle of the map
Where the St. Claire niggaz stay strapped my hood sooo cold
My area colder, scarier colder but yall niggaz dont fold
Every nigga on the grind who stackin, always come back frontin like he pose
Slidin on them 4's riding smoking lookin for the hoes
Everywhere I go niggaz always like damn I aint never seen those
You call it style
But I took a vow to keepin the freshest kicks off my toes
And I don't know how
But they just got wow
And tear that bitch down at all of my shows
Its like God control the show
Hands up high here we go...
[Verse 2:]
WOAH
That shit aint in stores
Where did he go to get all of his clothes
Bitch I don't even leave home this DC be showin up right to my door
Then I put it on, kush for cologne and head for the door
O and louis vuitton throw some of that on and go get yo hoe
Lets hop in that Cadillac bustin my nigga we hittin the road
And I got a cold lil female rollin the diesel, dog you kno I stay blowed
Thuggin and theivin, Bitch Im from Cleveland
Damn that's prolly why Im so cold
Yea that's prolly why Im so cold
Sweet like a Georgia peach, wild as a honeysuckle
Under them jeans she's hidin' a little somethin' somethin'
She got it going on, she like her drink strong
Yea she's a hook line in a hit song
Can't get her out of my head, she's like a melody
Stuck on the beat she got me singin' singin' singin'
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Yea the fire in her eyes got me hypnotized like...
Whoa! whoa! whoa!
And it's burning me up but it feels so right
When she's ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll
She's got the beat to freeze my soul like...
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Hotter than a summer night, cooler than a caddy
She got me fallin' faster than the autumn leaves
She puts the sugar sweet in my sweet tea
She got me buzzin' like American honey bee
Can't get her out of my head, she's like a melody
Stuck on the beat she got me singin' singin' singin'
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Yea the fire in her eyes got me hypnotised like...
Whoa! whoa! whoa!
And it's burning me up but it feels so right
When she's ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll
She's got the beat to freeze my soul like...
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Like a honeysuckle, honey bee
Like Daisy Duke's and the General Lee
Like a Georgia peach she tastes so sweet
Sweep a country boy right off his feet
Got me buzzed like a truck in mud
Like a bucket full of buds and suds
Really wanna know what it is, what it was
Cause look at her, let me tell you cuz
She's so fine like Carolina moonshine
Can't hold a light or candle to her
Cause baby what she do is like
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Yea the fire in her eyes got me hypnotised like...
Whoa! whoa! whoa!
And it's burning me up but it feels so right
When she's ready to rock you know I'm ready to roll
She's got the beat to freeze my soul like...
Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Lookin' kinda sexy, Yeah you kinda sexy (3x)
Caught my eye as I was walking by
I don't wanna lie but damn you lookin' fly.
I diggin' this view, gotta an eye full of you
If I was your girl all the things that I would do.
Oh damn this hit rocks hard
Oh damn your such a rockstar
Wasn't tryna find it hit me blindsided.
Fire was ignited.
Yeah, yeah you got me like Whoa (3x)
Lookin' kinda sexy, Yeah you kinda sexy (3x)
Like these boots gotta fetish for the...
And my hot little mini has got you goin...
You like what you see, like the curves on me
Like the fur on me, like yo body on me.
Oh damn this hit rocks hard
Oh damn your such a rockstar
Wasn't tryna find it hit me blindsided.
Fire was ignited.
Yeah, yeah you got me like Whoa (3x)
Lookin' kinda sexy, Yeah you kinda sexy (3x)
This kinda thing don't happen every day
And I'm up for playin this game
So I don't mind you lookin cuz you kno I'm lookin and baby its a good look.
Oh damn this hit rocks hard
Oh damn your such a rockstar
Wasn't tryna find it hit me blindsided.
Fire was ignited.
Yeah, yeah you got me like Whoa (3x)
You like the Alter Egoyou like the way that we flow
you follow us where we go
cause we put on a good show
every time you hear ya know
we're rhymin' fast and not slow
not slow but fast Jesus
saved me from my past
used to live my life for sin
now i live my life for him
live for him and not me
it's his blood that sets me free
set me free didn't tie me down
i'm glad you turned my life around
sometimes i feel undeserving
always selfish so self serving
Then I think of how you died
the thought erases all my pride
oh my God i'm on my face
i can't believe you gave me grace
but you did that's why i flow
letting all the people know
you are God you are Lord
thank you for your word my sword
Feelin' kinda hazy feelin' kinda dazy
sittin' on your couch
i think you're kinda lazy
don't have time for quiet time today
if you put the remote down i think that you may
have some time to spend with your father
isn't it wierd how the truth hits harder
but instead you are watching Blossom
and her older brother Joe
then you think about what Christ did
all you have to say is Whoa
Everybody say whoa with me
if you know the king say whoa with me
everybody it's a big party when you say
whoa with me say whoa with me
everybody feel the flow with me say whoa
with me here we go ya see
everybody say whoa with me
You didn't think I'd let you go,
Did you?
While everyone says "Whoa!"
You didn't think I'd let you go,
Did you?
While everyone says "Whoa!"
And I do decree
I've gone too far this time
The rain is a thick curtain on the outside
The flashing blue lights
And darling, when the
Tick
Tock
Turns to a chime
We'll pour the wine
It is time, my little valentine
You didn't think I'd let you go,
Did you?
While everyone says "Whoa!"
You didn't think I'd let you go,
Did you?
While everyone says "Whoa!"
And last night I did dream
We ended it in style
We edged a little closer with every
Turn of the siren
And when we were assured
Our backup had failed
Let go
Of the rail
And did fly
In a mackerel sky
You didn't think I'd let you go,
Did you?
While everyone says "Whoa!"
You didn't think I'd let you go,
Did you?
While everyone says "Whoa!"
You didn't think I'd let you go,
Did you?
While everyone says "Whoa!"
You didn't think I'd let you go,
Did you?
Nahh no, nahh nahh fuck that
Niggas think cause you fuckin' made Chum and got all personal
That niggas won't go back to that old fuckin' 2010 shit
About talkin' 'bout fuckin' everything all
No fuck that nigga I got you
Fuck that
Grab mittens who have to spit blizzardous
Actually flick cigarette ash at bitch niggas
Harassment, eight nickels of hash, delay quick, and then dash
To Saint Nicholas pad to taste venison
Still in the business of smacking up little rappers with
Racquets you play tennis with, hated for bank lifting and
Spraying that hotter wind in the shade of his maimed innocence
Suitcase scented with haze and fileted sentences
Advanced apathy, smashing the man cameras up
Tan khakis and antagonists Dan-dappered up
Vagabond, had it since a Padawan
Rapping hot as fuck in cattle brands, wearing flannel thongs
Grab a bong, momma and some food, beer, tag along
Get a nice spanking, new Sears catalog
Send them nettled critics to the bezzle stop, dead and wrong
Get 'em higher than the pitch of metal tea kettle songs
Four deep in a Rover cannon
Riding dirty through a Saugus canyon, niggas know that it's the
G-O-L-F-dub-A-N-G
G-O-L-F-dub-A-N-G
50 K for the last check
But the Dollar Menu still be on deck,
Nigga it's the mutherfuckin'
G-O-L-F-dub-A-N-G
G-O-L-F-dub-A-N-G
Yeah, the Misadventures of a shit talker
Pissed as Rick Ross's fifth sip off his sixth lager
Known to sit and wash the sins off at the pitch alter
Hat never backwards like the print off legit manga
Get it? Like a blue pill, make ya stick longer
Or a swift fist off your chin from his wrist launcher
Chick, chronic thrift shopper, thick like the Knicks roster
Stormed off and came straight back like pigs' posture
Pen? Naw, probably written with some used syringes
From out the rubh bin at your local loony clinic
Watching movies in a room full of goons he rented
On the hunt for clues, more food, and some floozy women
Bruising gimmicks with the broom he usually use for Quidditch
Gooey writtens, scoot 'em to a ditch, chewed and booty scented
Too pretentious, do pretend like he could lose to spitting
Steaming tubes of poop and twisted doobies full of euphemisms
Stupid, thought it up, jot it quick
Thought out, toss it right back like a vodka fifth
Spot him on a rocket swapping dollars in for pocket lint
Then lob a wad of chicken at a copper on some Flocka shit
Posing nigga try to disrespect
Get a fucking thunder to his neck, shout out to Nak, cause it's the
G-O-L-F-dub-A-N-G
G-O-L-F-dub-A-N-G
Looking bummy, posted on the block, looking like I ain't make
A quarter million off of socks, nigga, cause it's the
G-O-L-F-dub-A-N-G