9Lives - Hollyhood Vacation | Текст песни

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Deuce: 9 lives

Truth:

california hollyhood got the liqour feelin good cali bud light it up get your money thats wussup .ya thats me from the streets in the car with my heat what you need you v i who v i what, you with me

Deuce chorus:

sh shake it to the front sh shake it to the back now turn it all around show me how you shake that ass , im in the club gettin buzzed ya im faded and baby moma if you want it we can make it

Truth:

just close your eyes completely shut, open your eyes and face the truthmarinate facts observe the scene GML respect the rootsmoney money i get get it hustle hard no lookin back shake them haters thats for real make some moves and watch me stack im hood baby can't you tell hollywood fuck glendale oh well i went to jail guess what deuce got bail 9lives off my chain im coo coo so insane monnalisa perfect picture got beef my pistol get you, chuck tailers white t's low riders man please , back off me you fuckin chump turn this up and let it bump, ruthless cats on my team nightmare im in your dream, you're the crop I'm the cream I'm the hustler you're the fiend back it up shake that ass me and deuce no need to ask, he gone crazy lost his mask i gone crazy and got his back lights on lights off it's about to spark off flow is so heavy it'll knock your socks off.

[Chorus]

Deuce:

This shit's so easy you see me you can't believe that it's me oh my god he's in all my dreams oh my god you know how to sing oh my god it's you is this real ya you see me sittin and drinkin you see me sittin I'm thinkin she thinks im easy believe me when she comes home theres no teason and theres no speakin ya feel me, she wants to fuck with no rubber and she go think ima love her bitch better stay in the covers cuz we aint gota be lovers just take your pants off and cuddle dont call your man cuz it's trouble, if he comes back ima shovel a hole so deep in my yard i'll let him sleep with the sharks. fishes. so dont be alarmed when i take the keys to your car ya we aint gota be buddies or hug inside of no club we aint gota make nothin public so fuck it, cuz next week i'll be havin models and bottles inside my one room apartment thats when this shit gets retarded and bitch's start seein doubles of me and wake up in trouble with me "she's only 17 Aron" That's when they call the police

[Chorus]

Truth: ohhhh I'm back the truth that's that ima star like Terry O short bus retarded flow, want the money plus the fame run rap mando, im fast faster than a honey mustard lambo movin through an open road world wide around the globe whats the streets without the code eskibar without the blow jiberjaber yip yapcompetition where you at, all you suckers i dont slack got a problem do the math

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