my wall, on my wall The colors are bright, bright as ever Red is strong, blue is true Some things last a long time Some things last a long time
my wall, on my wall. The colors are bright, bright as ever. Red is strong. Blue is true. Some things last a long time. Some things last a long time.
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(Chorus:) Make that ass hop, don't stop Down south biancs make the planet rock MIDWEST, too much ass in one room Rat-a-tat tat-a-tat tat-a-tat BOOM
a little tickle You better than a bitch licking on your pop sicle Uh fool, you know I'm too cold I'll leave that ass hanging Dangling like a bitch on
, please say that you can stay a long time Please say that you can spend the night with me What's up with the house on the beach You're gonna sip a little
Shinin on a hater feel real good don't it Ridin on a hater sound real hood don't it Before I take a L I'll kill my opponent Last time hard this time go
the house and it's a Long Beach thang Where I was born and hung out To all my players and hustlers and gang bangers listen up It's about time, I kick
if a clam knew about a door, so what? A clam couldn't fit in a door. I mean, he'd come stomping up to a fort at night, put them feet on them points,
really last that long My attention span hutches and when You wake up you know that I'll be gone Cocoa butter beach blonde wearing that thin thong You know I got a thing
Fire moves away, son Why would you say That I was the last one? Last one Clear the room! There's a fire, a fire, a fire Get going, and I'm going to
one hell of a summer, Game was a G-unit groupie, they made a flick about bitchass nigga's he be in a movie I'm in a beach house palm tree and ja'causei
It's all delicious baby [Verse 3:] I got dat type of funk to make ya [???] scream three Six rappaz beein hunted by a killa MC I neva killd a ???with a 36D A
night) Baby, please say that you can stay a long time Please say that you can spend the night With me What's up with the house on the beach You're gonna sip a
house and it's a Long Beach thang Where I was born and hungout To all my players and hustlers and gangbangers listen up It's about time I kick a rhyme