dolemitesooner
4/9/2006, 05:11 PM
Tic-tic-boom
Hear me banging down these back streets
Bumpin’ blackstreet, fiending like an athlete
Life ain’t a track meet
It’s a marathon
**** the cemetery that a n**** get buried on
We be clubbing till the day we die
N**** ask the bartender if you think we lie
But if you think we high, n**** think again
Cause when it’s sink or swim
You got to think to win
And if I drink this here
Everybody will know it
Cause I ain’t going for it
So pray to the lord that I don’t pull out
Cuss out and bust out
Go to n**** raveling
Make the clip traveling, uh
You can try to smoke an ounce to this
While I pronounce this ****
Baby bounce them ****
Mama move them hips
Baby shake them cheeks
I got dick for days
You got *** for weeks, yeah, yeah
Hear me banging down these back streets
Bumpin’ blackstreet, fiending like an athlete
Life ain’t a track meet
It’s a marathon
**** the cemetery that a n**** get buried on
We be clubbing till the day we die
N**** ask the bartender if you think we lie
But if you think we high, n**** think again
Cause when it’s sink or swim
You got to think to win
And if I drink this here
Everybody will know it
Cause I ain’t going for it
So pray to the lord that I don’t pull out
Cuss out and bust out
Go to n**** raveling
Make the clip traveling, uh
You can try to smoke an ounce to this
While I pronounce this ****
Baby bounce them ****
Mama move them hips
Baby shake them cheeks
I got dick for days
You got *** for weeks, yeah, yeah