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Songs | Albums | Album Arts
| Song: | Willingly |
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| Year: | | Length: | 194 sec |
Lyrics:
When Dre rap you hear hand claps and toe taps I rock off iPod no mo show DATs On stage gettin filmed by Justin Lomax Get off stage feel like I ran about four laps Get off stage get paid about four racks Meanwhile my freestyles kill yo wrote raps Fresh cat in net backs no pro backs or throwbacks I'm slept on but no match, get stepped on like floor mats I'll cut cut my dreads off get a high top, let 'em grow back If I wanna I'm gonna, bitch you know that Fans no I'm fonky they want me on they Kodak Feds don't want me cuz they know I ain't gone go back 40 toes, four hoes, down like four flats Bring me back some backwoods baby, four packs She bought my Jordans in Portland and got charged no tax I spit fully auto, full throttle with no naps
Hoes ain't dumb they gone come and ho willingly But broke ones wit no funds is no fun, they killin me We Heros, when we roll, we roll wit artillery I'm Dregan the one that knock pill for pillary Hoes ain't dumb they gone come and ho willingly But broke ones wit no funds is no fun, they killin me We Heros, when we roll, we roll wit artillery I'm Dregan the one that knock pill for pillary
When Mall flows the hoes go postal And thugs go nuts like we handin out bundles Promotas have my money cuz I got cutthoat muscle Crack a smurk helmet, won't argue or tussle Mack The Most, but u can call me Russell Thizzin, keep fly Asian women comin in and out my billin Dre and me is boss mackin to the highest degree Triple C beast, my name rings in Berlin Germany Keep a bitch servin me with utmost courtesy When Mall move smooth like I'm doin, Tai Chi Maybe it's that country club blood in me That make my mouthpiece so deadly This pay style trick, never free Sawyer Street pedigree got ya scared to breathe But my backwood burnin paraqui purple trees I'm mean
Hoes ain't dumb when they come they ho willingly But broke ones wit no funds is no fun, they killin me We heros, when we roll, we roll wit artillery Mallenium, I work a fast bitch for a mill or three Hoes ain't dumb when they come they ho willingly But broke ones wit no funds is no fun, they killin me We heros, when we roll, we roll wit artillery Mallenium, I work a fast bitch for a mill or three
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