lyfe

nothing in lyfe is free   and only people who respect/love you will sometymes help    if you want it go get it  and never slow down   get over those hurdles   climb that fince leap that barbed wire    and get to where you need!!!!   cuz nobodys going to help when they see you doing something positive...... dont listn to any body hating.....   if you like it and want it  go  get it!!!!!!  im on your side......  fuck the rest

lyfe(lyricks to bounce)

              

                "bounce"
                          
                            do beyonc'e go down n touch the floor
                                                           get um -throw money at ya
                                                    
                                                          "bounce, bounce, bounce"
                            do ya thang lady, act lyke you know
                           get um,- back it on up,-down               &
                                                                                drawwwp!
               "bounce"


step in the club in throwback's & fitted
jabow pant's and sippin wit timbo's & bitches
"bounce" to the sight of my doch'e gabana's
this burberry perfan'a  my draws got silk bottom's
"bounce"
             for a playa lady , act lyke ya know
this swagger's been perfected
to move lyke they dont
a groove they no hope, to acapella the game
of wisdome to concour
when it comes to your brain
                                                    "so bounce"

baby girl just work that twerk that
maybe baby might hurt that slap that dat
put my palm at the but of your back
show some southern hospitallity, and arch yo ass

fast hand on the floor
got our jaw's open
get um
          bounce to the beat got us out spoken
showen word for that t'dairs yo booty's call
first they booty's fall
                            
                                then they back's - it-up!!!


                                                                         "bounce "(x3)
haha                      
                                                                         " bounce"

"bounce" kitty fisher go down n touch the floor
   get um-throw money at ya
                                                                         "bounce, bounce, bounce"
do your thang lady, act lyke you know
this aint the 18th century
                                    back it up,-
                                                   drawwwp!!

ryde to the club in a lac devil
wood grain grippin as my hands on the wheel
with a peach in my fingertips
lookin in the rear view
babygirl i see you ,
 can i de' ja' vu'?
         
pass the keys to the velet
then jump out
                     ice on my wrist
got these cluckas on wide mouth
girls step out the back
crowd gon heart attack
low-cut, red-dress, high-heals  imagin that
pluss the diomands shynin
pull the red carpet, her back i can dine with
pluss she's got her 3 friend's
all of um are fyne bitt's
and two of um are dumb rich
give you any thing s'when we serve um the dumb dick

                  "uhh uh"
but it feels so good
how can something that sweet
keep it -oh-so hood
i got a baggi full of cavi
and a bottle full a yac
hold the glass over head, on the floor as we dance

1st question            " howd you get in them pants"
no answer    , reply wit my hand on that ass
as soon as we hit the car
i put my foot on the gas
highway
P-C-H
to the playaway pad
on the way deair,
put 1 in the air
baby girl rolled it up
i just noticed she's there
                                 how could i miss?
with the burgandy hair
neon gold high-lights that resemble her stair
not her eyes but the glair as shes freeking the pair

                                                                           "mmm mm"
                                                                 but it tast -so good
                                                    i know them sweet's sugga free couldnt prove
                                                    i know them sweets sugga free no proof
                                                                      "fa shugga dat"

                          "bounce"
                                       beonce

                             "bounce"(x2)
                             "bounce,bounce,bounce"
                                                do beyonce go down n touch the floor
                                                get um throw money at ya
                
                                                                   "bounce,bounce,bounce"
                                                 do yo thang, lady act lyke you know
                                                    get um,  back it up -down  n- drawwwp
                             "bounce"
                                     step in the club in throwback's & fitted
                                      jabow pants and sippin
                                       timbo's and bitches
                              "bounce"to the sight of my doch'e gabana's
                                this burberry perfana my draws got silk bottoms
                                "bounce"
                                           for a  playa lady, act lyke you know
                                          this swaggers been perfected to move lyke they dont
                                          a groove they no hope to acapella the game
                                           of wisdome to concour
                                           when it comes to your brain ----so             "bounce"

                           "bounce"(x5)

lyfe

"i just rolled out side too say whats up"   that was hot how yall blocked the streets     ,      i didnt mynd if you chilled  ,  lol  i lyked it lol    were       just doing this music     

                                       i just had to say        

lyfe

this days been magnifacent  and  the  suns been beautifull,   what im goint too do is   light this up...   listn too this instra  wright too it..     and out in the beautifullness i go!!!!!!!

lyfe(rain)

its crazy how lyfe and the movements there in can be directed by the rain that hits on the window.....
i here you knocking.....  come  in.....
i was just that nigga in the rain ryding a low ryder OC byke   9 blocks   with a backpack full of recording equipment....
ther rain and win on the central -five city- coast ............

lyfe

eyes closed- slowly opening   as  the  instramental plays
im thinking about putting the lyricks down on here for a nother one of the new tracks?
lets see!!!
ok     im  going off the beat-----    im a pause and  swerve this out for a whyle--
i have too think of what one i want too preview  lol
the 48 laws-power
professionallizzm
knowledge
wisdome
understanding
                              and here he is!!!!
      its super windy out on the streets of this county im in!!!!  five citys-now on pike
grams  on the chess board beat in the ear-------------------------eat

lyfe( 2010 bonnie & clyde)

    its in the all black two door
bonnie & clyde
white vest no stress with a gun on the side
tommy dont lyke none of the stuff that you think in your mynd
so he thought he'd put a finger at ya
and blow it out right!!

the sherrifs comen left the dust from the horse that hes trailin
he heard two bodys on the floor in the saloon they were playing
pluss- the- bank got robbed
  some-body pulled his card
must be the ohh 20 bonnie and clyde
                   so lets ryde!!

 im in all black chucks  ,black dickys, black beenee
windows pitch black tented
wipers on cant see me
its raining got the mud on the chaps
to match the blood on the spurrs
for contomplating her curves
                                                            
                                                         i love bonnie!!!

pour a glass of gim beem
take a seat, fold the first one
this last days vission, has si'gal on it hurtin
flurtin and not turnin, every night in my sleep i breeth,
steadally, try to procede
as i have ease in my dreams
i cant sleep its hard
the bullet gard, and the crome loaded
 bonnie on my side
                                     "its daybreak shorty"!!!

wake up-n-roll out-wipe off and- redress
redirect- before we ryde on lets have sex
a sweet kiss, sensual, summer, california mist
with a pinch of limon
for the liqur that we sip
and a hand full of dust on the pictures that sit
with the fire dimly lit
and this bear rug that we kick
tell we walk too the wip
got our guns on our hips
plot the nxt on the list
count the decibles we get
            
                                                       "im a hustla baby"
and shes a bad bitch!!!
this game is lyke chess
you can make it how you wish!!

        allys never showed love tell i blew thru um quick
so im not gonna stop, right on red, plead the 5th
sip a 5th burn a 8th sella tee
and count grip
im lyke clyde shootin pool on 3rd block and p kicks

losin up the tie, undo the cuff links in my hand
roll another sweet, crush the tree up, say damn!!!
i remember when i use too put my feet up in the sand
walk right across the tracks
to take me to another land

now im twenty five,and im still alive
serviving, thriving, sporting diomands
with these wemon on me tymless
            thighless?
                        never that!!
                                        bu'gotti and babyfat
baby girl knows how too handle that thick bad ass!!

                                                                        "  im a hustla baby!!"
put something new on it!!  i have 40 seconds too spill entell im thru on it
nmp&a,  a s c &p  home boy im a be the next hated on thing
 you can do it if you want home   y
i be a banger and i lt my hair swang shorty
from the tones that i hit,  pluss the dick in yo bitch
im a hustla     ahundred twenty 1 percent!!!!