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ANDRE NICKATINA lyrics - Andre Nickatina

Speed Ball

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This is a speed ball, something you might not know about How did a crack head get up in the white house? I let my phone rang like I let my chains hang I think you need to come down on the price range This is bolo, Bruce Lee like, King Like The POLICE not cops, but STING like Man I'm the type to roll weed at a green light She turned back to a pumpkin at midnight This is a pay-scale, and yo it's mixed with the crime wave Where we spend everything, and we don’t save Shopaholics, alcoholics call it what you want it The jewelry is all good ‘til you have to pawn it This is bolo, Bruce Lee like, King Like The POLICE not cops, but STING like Man I'm the type to roll weed at a green light She turned back to a pumpkin at midnight Man this is Coco County I make all these suckas get from round me And sometimes I like to flash all my dope thangs My eyes lit when the weed and the dope came It's like I spent my whole life in the dope game This is bolo, Bruce Lee like, King Like The POLICE not cops, but STING like Man I'm the type to roll weed at a green light She turned back to a pumpkin at midnight This is the seventh sign, a new car and a new crime My Stan Smith's are all white, my new kicks I like my milkshakes and money clip real thick My clothes Dougie Fresh, my hair Slick Rick This is bolo, Bruce Lee like, King Like The POLICE not cops, but STING like Man I'm the type to roll weed at a green light She turned back to a pumpkin at midnight I keep the weed lit, and don’t ask me bout nothing I ain't seen shit, my dark shades at night time is real life I gamble like ima die that’s real life I like the car black and I like to smoke white This is bolo, Bruce Lee like, King Like The POLICE not cops, but STING like Man I'm the type to roll weed at a green light She turned back to a pumpkin at midnight You wanna transform, well don’t be mad when I Decepticon The ganga, The mecca dah, the God Khan I look like Mustafa when I roll bomb And I’ll stay but only 'til the weeds gone This is bolo, Bruce Lee like, King Like The POLICE not cops, but STING like Man I'm the type to roll weed at a green light She turned back to a pumpkin at midnight

Freak On With You

AFROMAN "Afroholic: The Even Better Times"
[Verse 1] Walking down the street with a gangsta limp Hoes on the corner like a O.G. pimp Feelin real good cuz I'm drunk and high Throwin up the hood as the cars go by The light turned green and I started to bail Across the street, drunk as hell Seen a fine girl at the red light Her face her hair her car was tight The light turned green and she had to go The bitch pulled over at the liquor sto' She got out the car and walked around And there I was, posted 'cuz She looked at the Khakis hangin off my ass She put her head down and tried to pass real fast But on the way back out, before she left I asked her with Colt 45 on my breath [Chorus] Can I get my freak on with you? (come here baby) Smoke some weed and drink some brew (I love ya body) Can I get my freak on with you? (yeah) Smoke some weed and drink some brew (oww) [Verse 2] When I heard Too Short "The Freaky Tales" I was still a virgin, I was mad as hell Had nothin to lose, everythang to prove Tryin to fuck every duck that moved Hangin at the swapmeet, drunk and high Flirtin with the hoodrats walkin by Sometimes I got dissed, sometimes I got laid Sometimes I got ganked, sometimes I got paid High school parties in East Palmdale Dancin with a female lookin bomb as hell With a booty up against me make me feel real good Plus her hands between my legs rubbin on my wood My dick Johnny Cochran gets real hard And all of a sudden, I want the broad High on weed, drunk on beer That's when I whispered in her ear [Chorus] [Verse 3] Redheads, blond hoes, Puerto Ricans and chicanos Oriental girls not mention black Back to back, stacked like a six-pack Panties droppin, bra unstrappin Like Mariah Carey I'ma +Make It Happen+ Whoo whoo (whoo whoo), ride hoes like my Coupe I'm 30 years old in 2004 I got a wife and I don't fuck around no more Ay, remember Joby, well Joby's a giant And bitches wanna do me like I'm Kobe Bryant Too many skeezers, too many diseases Now I'm in the Bible tryna be like Jesus I used to be a gigalo back in the day I remember when I used to say [Chorus: 2x]

That's All We Know

JAWGA BOYZ "Tailgate Music"
Kick back in the saddle with some hank turned up got the pedal to the floor 12 gauge in the truck with a Bible on the console that’s how these boys roll we take it slow and this simple life is all we know that’s all we know Y'all know how we ride down south throwing dust in the air yeah buddy that’s automatic Swerve to the left and the right sitting back in the saddle well you know we’re driving so erratic Yeah so the clock hits high noon, roll around while I listen to my iTunes doing doughnuts spinning like a typhoon, man this country living always puts me in the right mood in the backwoods feeling like a million bucks, talking about it on a daily basis hard day at work but I’m finally headed home, sorta like I done went around the bases Yeah I see your faces riding through this oasis cocked back and we let it fly in the air going through them shotgun shells by the cases hey is this that Dez individual in general animal mislyrical chemical spitting with the interval that’s mendable independable stuck up in the middle while the world is pitiful Ima try to talk a little bit of sense into them, ain’t sure though that it’s gonna work till then Ima keep it backwoods, hold my ground, keep my boots dug deep in the ground yeah Kick back in the saddle with some hank turned up got the pedal to the floor 12 gauge in the truck with a Bible on the console that’s how these boys roll we take it slow and this simple life is all we know that’s all we know Down by the creek we living that good life, by now everybody feeling right I know it’s gonna be a good night with a sight, got a hundred folks chilling out till the daylight Little bit of that Heaven on Earth, yeah man said we in the clouds been at it for a little minute now and we ain’t about to quit, no we can’t stop now we just getting going, gas tank full, bout to spill over fish tailing on the back, dirty road, with the 4 wheel drive hopping all kind of boulders kicked back with the music turned up, I don’t know how to do it any other way got a shotgun riding shotgun in the rig son, if you wanna get in let’s play what y'all wanna do, maybe throw a few back in the boons open the doors and crank the radio son, got the Jawga Boyz on and we let it boom you don’t even know how we do it down here, unless you’re like us man and you’re from the woods bible in the middle of the console with the windows rolled down and we feeling good Kick back in the saddle with some hank turned up got the pedal to the floor 12 gauge in the truck with a Bible on the console that’s how these boys roll we take it slow and this simple life is all we know We gonna turn up till the lights get turned off drinking homemade liquor, no Smirnoff riding with a 12 gauge and my bird dog they hating on me, am I concerned, naw see daddy always told me I would know whether Cause when we’re doing it right is when folks get up taste is outta their mouth it is so bitter spit it out and it’s spelling out yo letters as in B U B B A A I N T S H I T I say that’s ok by me cause see Bubba he pray nightly And I know G O D got me so I ain’t stressing nobody I’ll achieve my goals watch me that T A L K won’t stop me I’m just trying to lay back in the Duramax with a cold 12 pack, Ima murder that what’s riding down low, I never heard of that we sitting way up in the sky where the birdies at me and D E Z got the Hank cranked so loud that a hillbilly can’t think but I don’t wanna think, I just wanna drink cold Bud Light till the pain I’m feeling ain’t pain no more Kick back in the saddle with some hank turned up got the pedal to the floor 12 gauge in the truck with a Bible on the console that’s how these boys roll we take it slow and this simple life is all we know that’s all we know

Jack's Lament

THE ALL-AMERICAN REJECTS
There are few who'd deny, at what I do I am the best For my talents are renowned far and wide When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night I excel without ever even trying With the slightest little effort of my ghostlike charms I have seen grown men give out a shriek With the wave of my hand, and a well-placed moan I have swept the very bravest off their feet Yet year after year, it's the same routine And I grow so weary of the sound of screams And I, Jack, the Pumpkin King Have grown so tired of the same old thing Oh, somewhere deep inside of these bones An emptiness began to grow There's something out there, far from my home A longing that I've never known I'm a master of fright, and a demon of light And I'll scare you right out of your pants To a guy in Kentucky, I'm Mister Unlucky And I'm known throughout England and France And since I am dead, I can take off my head To recite Shakespearean quotations No animal nor man can scream like I can With the fury of my recitations But who here would ever understand That the Pumpkin King with the skeleton grin Would tire of his crown, if they only understood He'd give it all up if he only could Oh, there's an empty place in my bones That calls out for something unknown The fame and praise come year after year Does nothing for these empty tears

Ain't What You Want

JUVENILE "Rejuvenation"
You came up in here with somebody else and that that ain't what you want (bis) She like that She want me, I'm all on her, 'cause she like that She want me, I'm up on her, 'cause she like that Roll your weed head to the sky, sky, sky, sky high Roll your weed head to the sky, sky, sky, sky high Yeah, she start to feel it, she hide it in my eyes Yeah, she only silling, clone ashes in the skies Yeah, she I'm a killing, a murder in disguise Yeah, she got that real one, dropped out and give me five. My east coast feels, my west coast hides My bounce out rhythm to the g string minus My male west swimming, these two minutes The body not body with the gee not in it Hands in the air, I rip your city You're backing out on me, you shake those titties. You came up in here with somebody else and that that ain't what you want (bis) She like that She want me, I'm all on her, 'cause she like that She want me, I'm up on her, 'cause she like that Roll your weed head to the sky, sky, sky, sky high. Yeah, dem true religions, wrap nice and ride me tight Uhh, make a decision, 'till that goes on a ride Yes, switch your position, it's time I let you drive Uh, come get this pimping, this pimping in your eyes. Use that tool, 'cause you not get her I tell you one time, real niggas don't stutter Ak love, 'cause I keep that cut off Melt you in a brief, not get it like butter Drinks all night, champagne and other Smoke 'till your lungs get bored, don't stop now 'Cause I know what you want, I know what you want. Came up in here with somebody else and that that ain't what you want (bis) She like that She want me, I'm all on her, 'cause she like that She want me, I'm up on her, 'cause she like that Roll your weed head to the sky, sky, sky, sky high Roll your weed head to the sky, sky, sky, sky high. I know what you need, you better hollow at me Say you want me, come on and ride it, baby, ride it You got it, don't hide it, you buy that. You came up in here with somebody else and that that ain't what you want (bis) She like that She want me, I'm all on her, 'cause she like that She want me, I'm up on her, 'cause she like that Roll your weed head to the sky, sky, sky, sky high Roll your weed head to the sky, sky, sky, sky high.

Stoners Night Pt. 2

JUICY J "Blue Dream & Lean"
[Juicy J:] Hold up man, hold up man Juicy J from Taylor Gang Rolling fat, I'm rolling dank Green cologne, I know it stank Light it up and pour a drank Hit the club blowing bank Say you is but I know you ain't Getting money, no you ain't Rollin Cali green in a zig-zag paper Smoking on the back porch, who the damn neighbors Looking for a chick who just wanna have fun Let her hit the joint and put love on her tongue Inhale, exhale, go to jail, I'm posting bail Blue Dream, I know it well So much green I'm gonna sell Ounces on ounces, my connect he got the deal And he give me nothing but that ill, it's stoners night for real [3x Hook:] She rolling weed and she don't even smoke, even smoke She rolling weed and she don't even smoke, even smoke [Wiz Khalifa:] Young Wiz, people call me young Wiz Roll up 20 zig-zags outta one zip Niggas smoke zags over blunts Better blunts smokers smell whats in my bag he gonna want a hit Since a young nigga I was getting lit Riding in my black bonnaville bumping Three Six Serving no seeds, nigga no sticks Used to be the one rolling weed for my whole click Now I'm buying weed on some grown shit When I say grown I'm talking bout the man who grows it Looking at my ring, look like I froze it I'm smoking good in here so everybody knows it [3x Hook] [Juicy J:] I'm riding with my top back My bitch drunk I'm smoking weed I don't know if they for real but she got double d's Hand me two cups, you gotta double these I don't put it on if it ain't double g In the Rolls Royce chiefin on the trippy stick I'm boutta transform, take her home and give her dick Trippy trippy mane, I'm a specialist If I let you hit the vape then you a special chick Kief in the joint, I've been saving up I'm bout to buy a jet, I've been saving up All the money I've been touching, I'm getting paper cut Ever since I put the blunts down I've been papered up [3x Hook]

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