Tekst:
Curl Up And Die Black Out

around anymore. and there is this hum in our heads and we're exhausted again. Screaming sound that goes on and on and on and... like steady medication wearing out

bomb, with the bomb I'm a real role figure, lemme tell you what I think I like women, I like steaks I like cars with the candy paint And an iced out booty with an iced out

for these lyrics. [Intro] This goes out to all you ladies out there. A lot of you won't grow up to be lawyers or doctors, but you have a dream. And

ain't went nowhere like havin' Hair with stylin' gel in it, throw a curl in it Dread that nappy shit up, throw a shell in it Whatever floats your boat or finds your lost remote And

' YouTube up Or you could come with me to the White House Get your suit up, you stuck on being hardcore I chuck the deuce up, peace out Medusa Welcome

I got one more and now eight is enough You know at nine we hit the club and we'll have some fun And get ten chicken wangs and a bottle of dom Now the

be gafflin', rolled out all yo scratch You broke, so you whips up a dangle batch To get enough to cop a zip, I'm stackin' up my grip Got my 380 out so

givin and niggaz was dippin She wanted me and my crew to come through and I couldn't find CJ, Toones was out of town And Mack and Cube wasn't out nowhere

together and have a few laughs And do what we like Yeah, and do what we like, yeah And since you came here you gotta show and prove And do that dance,