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Hooptie Song
03:14
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Pope:
YYZ to Sarasota or Panama City,
gonna hit the Florida water find a bad bitty,
and I know that when I go to bring my mans with me
we're gon throw a couple bands in the sand, god damn
cuz I'm coolin in the swamp man, looking for gators
I'll make a pair of shoes and stomp on these haters
Goose up in my juice came in tropical flavours
says she got it loose and I need some papers but
what she's smoking on got more red hair than the stewardess
you must be new to this, watch while I'm doing this
way you move that body's got me under influences
more than fortuitous, fuck it, I'm doing this
keep syrup in the bottle cuz I don't fuck with Sprite
poppin molly in college, it kept me up every night
now my women are nice, I ain't fuckin with a THOT, boy
city of ice, but I'm a hot boy.
Sneezy:
Villa on the water with the wonderful views
thumbin on the strings of life, like I'm playing the blues
you could probably call me Hefner, play these bitches like Hugh
so if you ain't talkin pussy, I ain't playin with you
pass me the booze, it's like a fuse, you're helpin Sneezy get loose
we got the boat out on the water like a carnival cruise
got some syrup and some yayo we about to abuse
so my mood for the day, you're gonna have to excuse
and now I'm sittin with a bitch and she wanna get a hit, I got nothing to lose
so I take her to the back and I do it like that, like I'm drillin in screws
now she wanna bring her friend, so I tell her bring her in, I will never refuse
now I'm finished with her friend, but I'll hit that bitch again for my own amusement
now I'm watching her movements, swear it's like an illusion
all of a sudden I'm the teacher and these girls are my students
and they learn like they're fluent, but when it comes to conclusions
I say baby that's alright but there's still room for improvement.
Moolla:
Rollin thru the streets
looking for some ladies
getting shaded by palm trees
in my '98 Mercedez.
You know how I roll
every day I'm hustlin
got some spinnin' 23's
spending money like it's nothing...
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2. |
For Now
03:55
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Sneezy
Every night cold sweats, dreaming bout the rent cheques
who i'm gonna pay now, who i'm gonna pay next
shaking reminiscing bout back in the days when
Pope and I were sitting, spittin lines in the basement
things never changed then, always kept me looking up
always got me thinking who, always got me thinking what
got me thinking what the fuck I'm doing sitting smoking drugs?
gotta be something that I can use to get me up above
I don't plan on stopping man, until I'm further than the stars
till I'm higher than the clouds, till i'm further than afar
till I've got the girls the cars, my own weight in golden bars
wake up in a new Bugatti, pass out in a bed of money
people tellin me my story might just be a little funny
I should go to school and get a real job just like everybody
move on, I should just forget her, as if I couldn't get her wetter
than a fat man in a sauna, wearing a motherfuckin' sweater
for now.
Moolla
eleven young women, eleven young women
please forgive me lord for you know I was born sinnin'
let's settle down, let's settle down you and me
let's settle down, baby, let's settle down
Pope
Eleven young women, eleven young women
please forgive me lord for you know I was born sinning
porcelain and silver spoons cuz I was born winning
never gave no one a second thought or opinion
there's always been somebody willing or able
balcony, beach house, bedroom, or table
I'm living a fable, and I can't get on with it,
fuck it i'm done with it, I think I'm haunted and
lately I've been snapping off on every single fucking track
lately I've been lost and I don't think I'm ever coming back
lately I've been watching my foundation start to rot and crack
lately I've been feeling like I'm bout to have a heart attack
and I'm alright with that, at least I think I am,
and if she plays me then I hope I play a better hand
and if she breaks me then I hope it makes a better man
baby understand, I'm tryina do better than this.
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3. |
Survive
04:00
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Moolla:
I found a truth that no one realizes
there's more to life than just lies and disguises
aiming for the top, Eye of the Tiger
they can't compete cuz I was born a soul survivor
Sneezy:
Back and forth, round and round, take another hit
tilt the bottle back to my lips, take another sip
spend another drunken afternoon tryina make a hit
spinning like a dreydl in my room thinking "this is it"
find me in the morning on the floorboards, drunk and snoring
I was dreaming of a life aboard a ship with Captain Morgan
T gone out east, flying planes, bout to be a pilot,
I've been getting drunk in the A.M., bout to be a pirate.
Gotta get the hell up out the 5, ain't no need to hide it
where I'm gonna live out and reside, I just ain't decided,
somewhere that I could vibe at, lay low and just survive it
a line of blow to come alive and get my mind divided.
Pope and I were taking five, then we spit the fire
I was born to be a little different like a soul survivor
like a soul survivor, like a soul survivor,
watch me engineer these lines together like a rap MacGuyver
Chorus:
Moolla:
Survive, survive, you know I only come alive
when I see one in the room and I'm catching her vibes
the lies, the lies I always tell them to disguise,
the intentions that I have, and the thoughts behind these eyes.
Come alive, come alive,
reach out and touch the sky
come alive, come alive
bitch don't kill my vibe
come alive, come alive
just open up your eyes,
come alive, come alive,
just take the wheel and drive cuz
I found a truth that no one realizes
there's more to life than just lies and disguises
aiming for the top, Eye of the Tiger
they can't compete cuz I was born a soul survivor
(Chorus)
Pope:
All my baby loves is cigarettes and coffee
fancy bracelets and giving sloppy toppy
speaking Spanglish, she only calls me papi
flame extinguished, I'm gonna need some Visine
I'm so high, I don't think I should be driving
parking lot, kill the light, no fucking high beam
side by side in the dark, it's like we're hiding,
she's right beside me, like "come on baby, try me."
Sneezy went to school to learn to lay the I-Beam
I've been acting foolish, tryina lay a pipe dream,
but she reminds me just why I play for my team,
gave me something so much better than surviving.
Feelin better with a triple shot of Jim Beam,
cotton sweater, Black and Brown, don't own Givenchy
on my Bun B, cheddar what a Pimp C
I got her wetter than the captain of the swim team.
(Chorus)
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4. |
Fredericton Bar Story
00:57
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Pope:
Smoking on the weed vape, feet up on the milk crate
I been getting bitches since the day I started first grade
get money, get paid. Get honey, get laid
I been shreddin paper, you can call this player cheese grate
too late, seen fate, loud as hell,
compound krew, bitch we down to krell
like the church of the saints, we gon ring your bell
we gon' blow the roof off like infidels
gonna make the first calls like Alex Graham Bell,
Chapo the Guz-man can't run my cartel
I been fucking dirty bitches, hope my dick don't smell
hope my dick do swell, I been sleepin with the hoes in the 6 motel
but this bitch won't tell, that I put it in her ass like some Prep-H gel.
Sneezy:
Everybody take a swig of the honey tea liquor,
I call this bitch Nicki cuz her ass be thicker
make my dick grow quicker, make her pussy sweat slicker
I ain't feelin my SELF, get this mother fucker a snickers
I'mma finish on her face and then leave it like a sticker
I'mma buy that bitch a pole, she gon' turn into a stripper
she's got two hands on my cock cuz she can't fuckin grip 'er
braces in her mouth, call her Jack the fuckin' Ripper
Jose Bautista, man this bitch a heavy hitter,
I wanna drop a ring, but I need to reconsider.
I've been sittin in the pews every week but I'm a sinner
Simpson in detention, but I'm prayin, on that Skinner
Lisa don't know shit, bitch, Bart's a fuckin winner
I've been throwin up my meals like a model gettin thinner.
Mick Jee:
Liquor going to my liver, smoke fillin' up my lungs quick
Durham's Racist Porkchops up my bum cuz of dumb shit
can't hold me in my cell, I'mma krell, make em shit bricks
wrap these dirty pigs in a blanket like a picnic
sweep em up like Mary Poppins, riding on that broomstick
scrape em out my teeth like they're meat and I'm a toothpick
boot these motherfuckers, I'm Renaldo, it's a free kick
got a bunch of hookers in my room on some freak shit
stick it in their bungus, I ain't frontin on no weak shit
I ain't got no money, bitch just hop on public transit
my cock can be the plane, and your mouth can be the cockpit
I'mma bust my nut on your gut cuz it's toxic.
your mom will never know, but she's jealous cuz she's cock-sick.
Pope:
You know who else is cock-sick?
The pussies in the Islamic State of Iraq and the Levant. Not a single one of us is afraid of you bitch made cowards. Every one of your 72 virgins is gonna be a hairy dude.
#FuckISIS
I've been gettin' money since the day I was born. I been gettin money since the day I was born. I been gettin money since the day I was born. I been gettin money since the day I was born.
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