to make a scene Hop in that machine You can roll with the machine Moneys in my jeans Imma a money fiend I put that on everything That im chasin every dream
time it's off the Havoc flute yeah I'm a general and criminal yall fags salute I'm in the streets while yall sweet like a bag of fruit And I stick
sky right now, I'm in the sky right now) (I'm in the sky right now and I'm not comin down) Amazing, this a dream one good dream (Most dreams just fade
having if it's too much to hold It can dig so deep that you're left with a hole Where's the energizer with a bag full of gold? Don't wanna end up like
't choke me And it's up up and away I took the hooker And it's on We landed on my planet, we smoked out like a fuck up Bought a dime from Jabba the Hut
right there Jurmaine dupree (JD)- I need a fly niggas reality a broke niggas dream a straight shit starter when she step on the seen when i fall up
one way to hit the top Trunk full of dope nigga don't get stopped Take it to the house and bag it up Make that money and stack it up Or spend it all
'm so curious, about what this fat bitch have A big bag of weed and a pack of zig-zags, smoking So I kicked it with her, with no intentions to fuck Smoked up
and my bitches With a Ziplock bag full of green weed I roll it all up 'cause I'm a fiend in need Of some dank smoke all up in my chest Dangerous Crew
?t get flat on your walls An get snatched up in a u-haul 'Cuz you?se a bitch nigga like rupaul You all think you gonna make money dissin' my crew? But
formed against me shall prosper a kuna matata, feet up sipping java strolling up the totem poll, what's my only problem scrolling through my Rolodex, who show up
win F-ck if they close the door, knock tonight, I'm coming in [Hook] I gotta make it I gotta make it though I gotta make it I gotta make it though
quittering me, ima bring home the bags while im living in T- yeahh I take sugars but not I make sweet, just a living nightmare or another strange dream
'Mi cocky longer than mi nine' So rep it up becau' we bump 'n' grind.. I'm a man you're a female, an' I hate when a chick makes her bum look big on facebook
Quick look around, you can't hide you just might die right where you are Audio X, we gonna your blow your head up Synthetic flows, they gonna make you get up
behind a Lynn drum, make up a beat and kill the sucka syndrome The spinning drama when it comes to lyrics and pennin' some Starting from scratch and then endin' up
we doving them Ass fat so when pinch 'em (pincher) like a Doberman Run up on em politicing like Keith Olbermann What's your name? Where ya from? Ya got a dream