need sip punani Bottle to the head And I ain't sayin' much you could be one of the feds We stay connected, above the clouds We don't talk much but the
I grew up in the 1980's In a 4-bedroom house My family, my Grandma, 3 or 4 Aunties Uncles and Brothers In and out of prison daily At certain times when
Who we wit? Westcoast parties don't stop Who drop head-boppers? The head doctor, bed-rocker Police pursue me in squad cars and helicopters Checkin' lockers, Mexican connect
da ish With a look in ya eye so devilish Uh Ya like to dance at all the hip hop spots And ya cruise to the crews like connect da dots Not just urban
ish With a look in ya eye so devilish Uh Ya like to dance at all the hip hop spots And ya cruise to the crews like connect da dots Not just urban
it with the world X3 Lately I've been murdering and avoiding conviction This shit is like an addiction conflicting with what I do Shout out to K Davis and my connect
Then live after breakfast Y'know (Styles P) Trae S.P. How the f*** are we suppose to smile Man Answer me that Maybe I'll f***in' smile Y'know Verse 3
Sausage shaped, red shit hangin' from his waist Nigga, I'm well connected By the time you hear this, I'll be in jail But I probably got two cells connected
Sausage shaped red shit hangin from his waist (SP) Nigga I'm well connected By the time you hear this I'll be in jail but I probly got two cells connected
give up what you love, for who you love Or lose your girlfirend to groupie love Everywhere I go I get a group of hugs Thats what happens when they need connections
and I be shining neck to wrist and your girl want mouth to mouth and I make her get neck to d-ck cuz she just want connections with a n-gga thats connected
Da Blow For Da Low. Da 5 For Da High Nicks And Da Dimes 2 For 5 You Know Why Im Da Money Man. Stacks In Da Caseload Im Connect Up I Make A Call Like A
keep your ears glued listen to every ??? Tokyo city's one place that we toured Four to connect plus two makes a ??? Sharper than a wilkerson razor sword 3
get closer baby [Hook:] Won't you be my lova, won't you be my lova baby [x2] [Verse 3:] Say lova, If I find another, spot on your body I can connect
My nigga, I can make a million blind-folded, with no shows Using no flows, just Arm 'n' Hammer and four O's Gimme low-do's and a connect, that Neva
I told you before on Joe's album We been illin' since the holy pharaohs Run out of heat, I still burst you with bangers Believe, me and violence connect
day And if you lookin? for me little daddy You can find me in the A-A-A-A I got the Retro 1?s then I bought the 2's, and the 3's and the 4's I had to
be the genie out the lamp or your wishing well I'll be your fishing pale and you can be my yacht buddy Take you from A-Z, I'll connect the dots hunny