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LUCKYIAM |
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Awwww man |
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It's late as **** |
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The sun is coming out |
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It's a long *** night, but I feel good. |
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(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) |
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I really give a **** what you think |
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You could judge me until your face turns pink |
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Just ripped the show and we did what you can't |
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Luck, and I'm drunk and I'm far in the paint |
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I'm in Prague, she's in awe |
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Never really seen a black man with charm |
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Hopped in the cab and we off to the bar |
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On the other side of town where the drinks come strong |
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Five in the morning, I know the night young but she yawning |
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Took her to the 'tel let her feel what she wanting |
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I know I did it big I could tell by her moanin' |
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In the morning' in the mornin' |
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CHORUS (SUNSPOT) |
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I know things could get all crazy |
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But you made it from the hating |
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I know, I know |
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Girl you all up in my mind |
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I just wanna see you go shine |
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So let's go, let's go |
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ELIGH |
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I'm taking a long as flight overseas |
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Sleeping on the plane until I reach Germany |
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Tiny group of people in Berlin, they heard of me |
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Stepping on stage to murder **** around three |
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Stinky mutha****as usually surround me |
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But I don't clown, the got love for my sound |
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They want to see a party go down |
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With a cigarette burning past the filter, degrees |
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In the club hot mic feeds, they hop like fleas |
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When they feel the energy |
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They got the Pac white tees |
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But they love a little me |
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They love a little me, they love little me |
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I'm on the Westside of town |
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A tiny little spot where it all goes down |
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A black new world in the bottom of the village |
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With cute little girls in their black bottom, vintage |
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High heeled boots, and they sippin' |
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Two dollar cabernet , juke joint spinnin' |
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Late night n*gga cabaret never endin' |
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Lindy hoppin to new be-boppin' |
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And fools be stopping through fitted |
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Wonder where it was? Better get in |
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Or holla at Diallo if you with it. |
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That's my n*gga |
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MURS |
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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It was a foreign exchange like Tay and them |
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Eatin' Mickey D's breakfast at six AM |
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Ain't nothing flyer than a Japanese sunrise |
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I wasn't just trying to hit it like some guys |
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Hash browns, hotcakes, and I cleaned my plate |
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I can't count all the bullshit that I done ate |
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She told me that she spoke English and I said great |
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Grabbed her hand out the club and I said let's skate |
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(Let's Go) |
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Man this life so special |
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When the stress and strife try to test you |
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DUI and they try to arrest you |
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If you faded coming home from the club, God bless you. |
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CHORUS |
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AESOP |
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I had a party at my house tonight |
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Every girl that came through looked tight |
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All the homies had fun, there's no need to fight |
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So much drank and weed to keep us high as a kite |
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Now the sun is coming out, to chase the night away |
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If you listen really close, you could still hear the DJ play |
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She was beautiful, I hung on every single word she said |
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Like, let's get close there's no time to wait |
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My n*ggas ain't gotta go home |
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But ya'll sure can't stay |
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THE GROUCH |
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Good music for the grown and sexy, |
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My lady and I, two of the best seats |
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But we ain't sitting down, we in step see |
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Big booty up close, pressed to me |
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I grab her waist and I smell her perfume |
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Jill Scott keeps singing her tune |
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Full moon and it's feeling real now |
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Babysitter, one o'clock and we still out |
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Blow the joint, breath the air, hit a detour |
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No one can see us in this lot, you could be sure |
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Make it hot, get the windows steamy |
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Car rocking, it's great to be me |
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CHORUS |
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SCARUB |
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Let's go. Ha! |
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We could fly to Galapagos |
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Swim in the Ivory Coast |
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Roll in the sands, hand in hand |
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Let me hold ya close |
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Sip on some wine and toast |
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Down the shore lines and posts |
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Livin' the dream |
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Knaw' I mean |
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We be doin the most |
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You the one that I chose |
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Rub you down to your toes |
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Let's see how far this goes |
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Under the cosmos |
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Two searching souls |
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Where it ends? Only God knows |
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One thing for sure I want you in my tomorrows |
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Yeah! And all them days after that |
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I'll be your Romeo, you be my Juliet |
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And if you with me holler back baby |
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Yeah! If you with me where you at? |
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MURS RANT |
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Yeah, Yeah! |
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And I want to dedicate this to Monsignor, my main man on the boards. |
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And to everybody that's coming home and it's really to early to go to sleep |
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And it's too late to call it a late night creep, take yo *** in the house before noon! |
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Because then you're crazy, and use a condom. |
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And if you go to jail call your mama because don't nobody else give a **** about you. Peace! |
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Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! |
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Remember the wop? And the cabbage patch? |
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Did you used to do that? Like that? |
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Oh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Ugh, ugh, ugh, ugh |
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(Let's go) |
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To all the late night people |
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Driving home from the club, you know your *** got work in the morning! |
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I hope your *** don't get fired. |
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Living Legends. We invented fun! |
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We the best in the world, I feel the breast on your girl |
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Ugh, ugh, ugh..yeah?LEGGEEEEEEEENDS |
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This is for when you're like six AM, it told you. |
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And he furniture is all white and plastic, |
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And you talking to a girl you have no business talking to, because she's too fine |
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And you ain't never talked to a girl that fine before |
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Tell her that you know me and it'll be all good |
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I'm just talking Monsignor, you can cut me off anytime |
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PEACE! And we out. |
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I always wanted to say that, peace! And we out |
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I wanna give a shout out to baby Rio |
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To Anticon?hahahahaha |
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To all the hipsters, that shirt cost $60 and you just spilled ketchup on it |
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Don't that suck? Now it's really limited edition you asshole. |
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If you come to my neighborhood, we'd beat your mother ******* ***. |
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That's alright, you driving your mama's Lexus, what's up! |
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Hahahaha, ************! |
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That's how it goes in the streets, I love you man |
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But we gotta clown man, we gotta have fun man |
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What's life if it's not fun? What's he gonna do man? |
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It's 6 am you still high off cocaine man |
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You shouldn't do hard drugs man, you know what I'm saying? |
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You shouldn't do drugs that are harder than you |
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If you a soft mutha****er, you shouldn't do hard drugs! |
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How about that? Because the hangover in the morning is going to beat yo *** |
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That's the problem, shout out to everybody who was drinking Hennessey all night |
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Or all you dumb mother****ers who bought that Ace of Spades champagne |
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Because Jay-Z put it in his new video. How 'bout that? |
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How about you have a mind of your own man? |
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An if you get pulled over like I said before, you're going to jail, but its alright |
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And if you downloaded this for free, you're never going to get laid again |
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Like Monsignor. Monsignor, when's the last time you got some pussy? |
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And if it's 6 AM and you just called a girl that got a bay of yours |
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And you gonna go have sex with the baby asleep in the bed next you, you scandalous |
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But it's a way of life you know hat I'm saying? |
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And if look, look, look, look, to all the Mexican homies headed to King Taco in East LA |
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I'mma see you out there. Bring your little sister because I wanna get her pregnant. |
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Hahahahaah |
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I'm out though ay...vamanos! |