broke, yeah I'm going broke this week I'm going broke, I'm going broke this week I'm going broke, I'm going broke this week I'm going broke, I'm going
Lord, it chills on my pillow Ice, ice water, ice water in my baby's bed Yes Lord, it chills on my pillow Ice, ice water, ice water in my baby's bed Oh
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stopped and waited for progress I stopped and waited for progress I stopped and waited But I'm not willing to accept it all This wooden idea is your method of repetition This wooden
biscuits And if it's broke 'round here, we fix it I can take y'all where you need to go Down to my hood, back in them woods We do it different 'round
me then I won't hear it 'Cause it's different from the streets, I'm missin' my hood now Missin' all the blocks 'cuz I'm surrounded by woods now It's
be underpaid or overrated? Moral victories is for minor league coaches And 'Ye already told you we major, you cockroaches Show me where the boats is, Ferrari Testarossa's The Hammer went and broke
Y'all think broke look cool, man Gotta get it, gotta, gotta get it Gotta get it, gotta, gotta get it Gotta get it, gotta, gotta get it Gotta get it,
think of shreds and Next, the little wooden boy Next, that's our Hitler Opening night Good luck, good luck, good luck Break a leg, I broke my leg "Springtime
Out where the river broke The blood wood and the desert oak Holden wrecks and boiling diesels Steam in forty five degrees The time has come To say fair
blowin' up like Cocoa Puffs Sippin' Bud, gettin' perved and gettin' dubbed Daps and hugs, mean mugs and shoulder shrugs And it's all because, 'ccumulated enough scratch Just to navigate it, wood
yay, now we pullin up in bid Escalades -Wish Bone- All paid 4, money on the wood so its no car note. -Layzie Bone- We far from broke, thats all know,
Chorus] [Krayzie Bone] My life! (My life) Lil' nigga bailin through the hood, livin crooked like I could. Get cha for your goods! Make it understood! Put it on the wood
wit your shit wet I'm down to die for my shit I'll put the hood on it I got my balls on this shit that puts the wood on it I got this strap, I call the
's do it again) [Verse: Shawnna] It used to be all good when we played Double Dutch in the hood (do it a) On the softball team I was swingin' that wood
, I'm going out Blazin'. CHORUS: ........................... PAPOOSE: We said the same thing at the same time, I aint knock on wood. Black cat crossed my path, my luck still good. Broke
know what I'm sayin'? I mean, a chick who ask for nothin' will get everythin' A chick who ask for everythin' will get nothin' Pain, why don't you talk to these motherfuckin' Broke
