Warm Brew - Proper Amount lyrics

rate me

Now I can tell you girl you turn me on

I get you back

Street stucker, night dweling ..grow

ready for 2-11 but left to pick..

used to be a nackle and sleeping, I'm getting see no's

now see the bitch I pock it through the people

so people, listen up and..what I'm sayin

they've been f*cking the sober it's Thanks giving I ain't playing

why the fuck you think this ..gamble with no delay

profit in the po tell the government I'm stayin

that's a side motherf*cka get that,

counting paper, pull the p**sy with a west coast sign

so pound-pound to keep it movin' but the itches on

and I'ma get it how I'm living on this microphone,

young black brothers stand in the 6 full one

bought the buck 84 with a night for a gun

got the work on me daily 'cause I only stay on that

with some sticky louie-douie that will burn your neck nigga

(what's your name?) just your local player partner,

tryin to see my fans scream louder than the upper

ocasional visit, from the good head doctor,

and after smoking fatty doctor tell the bitch roll the proper amount.

Hook:

Yeah, why they try to tell me

like money ain't the only thing in life that's key

aha, and why they tryin' to play me?

like I don't know the difference between the answer or key.

Damn, well I do and guess what?

I keep the real in one front

yeah 'cause that is all that I know

I give my heart this shows and never send for a hoe.

Hungry like a third greater like an 9-8

'cause I skip second great like 9 late,

I am, we are, west coast suit part,

the sun, the moon,..

strip shores I read, grown man junior,

drop me off cousine, magic carine

give me shoot like coming close, smoking roman,

I make you stop for man strong like you on the post,

guess I'm making a living, just bout making a post,

but my subject of living is just not making the dough

feel I'm making the difference simply bout laying you know

it's 5 million dollar just sitting in your soul

it's hard to find love, easy to find gold,

it's hard to find queen, it's easy to find hoe,

why do we kill ourselves some alcohol, nobody knows

I smoke the right amount until my ass get oh,

so blow

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