OC lyrics
OC lyrics
"Weed Drinks Lyrics"
victim convenience Lyrics
I took two steps out of the door and I got two steps away and then i turned the screen was calling (I could not resist) you could find a bead of light you can cause the outside window to dull pause until the evening turns and it's a.m. routine job or the pills we're all on cable I.V. drips let red cells pixelate us constant help needed to unhook
f/ A.G.
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[Verse 1: A.G.]
Wanna blow it? So roll it, breathe in and hold it
Than you pass to whoever's the closest
Do I grow it? No, believe me I'm focused
It's O and A.G. and we drink it and smoke it
I gotta have it it's a habit I don't even pass it
Do you mean I'm a addict? No I just smoke a lot
Son, I even stash it, one of these is magic
My P.O. actin' like I'm supposed to stop
In Amsterdam ten grams in the coffee shop
In N.Y. I get as high as them astronauts
I spend enough to cop something out off the lot
And I can tell you how strong it is if I cough or not
I puff the magic dragon, I got a ounce
I
I bomb out the moombay(??), smoked out my roommate
And I should stop it but at this point is too late
Lungs bleed 'cos son need that weed
Can't find, if I don't puff I'ma eat that weed
And it's with me in the clutch
My six teams get mean when I slam dunk fifty and a dutch
Inhale, then it hit me in the gut
Let it out, slow real and it kick me in the nuts
Ya know me, beats is pumpin', freaks is thumpin'
Grow seed, ghetto bastards gotta have it
I smoke trees, I keep puffin' I'm a fuckin' O.D.
I taught shit and roll with parolees
Keep it movin' or you catchin' a wild life
We gettin' dirty no more livin' a foul life
Since a baby, ??, sayin' that
It's A.G. and O.C. and we livin' a wild life
(O.C. speakin') Wanna fuck with that weed? Go see A
Wanna get your liver dirty? Come see me.
[Refrain]
(A.G.) Son, I'm twisted off the herbs but I'ma roll another blunt
(O.C.) And I'm about to stray herb but I'ma pour another cup
A cup of mo' (A.G.) and just a few more blunts
(both) Bon Appetit y'all throw your L's and your drinks up
[Verse 2: O.C.]
Bars get poured out, liqs get poured out
Chicks get drawn out, the whole world, somehow
Remy and cranberry, ?? pass it heavy
Twisted to the point I can't hold a drink steady
A's puffin' his dutch and I'm off gin
With the hardest juice in my
On some high grade things, love and happiness
Finesse like the Remy, red and coke in his chest
We get it liver than sippin' a screwdriver
(Word Bond) The Bon Don Juan(???) is like a vulcano with lava
Jack Daniel's hit you like a .38 revolver
Rock you straight will have your hangover tommorow
Take a sip A, fuck that weed
Get your liver dirty, nigga, do it for me
On the count of three I puff that Tran
At the same time you hit the Remy and on
(one, two, three...)
(A.G.) Roll it, spark it, pass if you can't hold it
(O.C.) Pour, drink it, ??? if you can't control it
[Refrain]
O.C. and A.G. yo we drink it and smoke it...
I took two steps out of the door and I got two steps away and then i turned the screen was calling (I could not resist) you could find a bead of light you can cause the outside window to dull pause until the evening turns and it's a.m. routine job or the pills we're all on cable I.V. drips let red cells pixelate us constant help needed to unhook
f/ A.G.
* send corrections to the typist
[Verse 1: A.G.]
Wanna blow it? So roll it, breathe in and hold it
Than you pass to whoever's the closest
Do I grow it? No, believe me I'm focused
It's O and A.G. and we drink it and smoke it
I gotta have it it's a habit I don't even pass it
Do you mean I'm a addict? No I just smoke a lot
Son, I even stash it, one of these is magic
My P.O. actin' like I'm supposed to stop
In Amsterdam ten grams in the coffee shop
In N.Y. I get as high as them astronauts
I spend enough to cop something out off the lot
And I can tell you how strong it is if I cough or not
I puff the magic dragon, I got a ounce
I
Built To Grind Lyrics
i dont fuck bitches anymore; i make them watch me massage myself till i cum in my hand. belt them with my payload across the mouth. real men dont just blow loads on jane doe, they grind them in.
n every pocket, that's why my pants is staggin'i dont fuck bitches anymore; i make them watch me massage myself till i cum in my hand. belt them with my payload across the mouth. real men dont just blow loads on jane doe, they grind them in.
I bomb out the moombay(??), smoked out my roommate
And I should stop it but at this point is too late
Lungs bleed 'cos son need that weed
Can't find, if I don't puff I'ma eat that weed
And it's with me in the clutch
My six teams get mean when I slam dunk fifty and a dutch
Inhale, then it hit me in the gut
Let it out, slow real and it kick me in the nuts
Ya know me, beats is pumpin', freaks is thumpin'
Grow seed, ghetto bastards gotta have it
I smoke trees, I keep puffin' I'm a fuckin' O.D.
I taught shit and roll with parolees
Keep it movin' or you catchin' a wild life
We gettin' dirty no more livin' a foul life
Since a baby, ??, sayin' that
All Gone Lyrics
Besides your self you're all alone, The lights are on but no one's home You're left here all alone with you fear, A cry for help no one will ever hear For how long have you hid your pain, Tell me, what's left to lose? what's left to gain? You look around this place for a friend, You cant take much more you await the end Chorus The gun in your hand will be the cure for your pain
hild trifeBesides your self you're all alone, The lights are on but no one's home You're left here all alone with you fear, A cry for help no one will ever hear For how long have you hid your pain, Tell me, what's left to lose? what's left to gain? You look around this place for a friend, You cant take much more you await the end Chorus The gun in your hand will be the cure for your pain
It's A.G. and O.C. and we livin' a wild life
(O.C. speakin') Wanna fuck with that weed? Go see A
Wanna get your liver dirty? Come see me.
[Refrain]
(A.G.) Son, I'm twisted off the herbs but I'ma roll another blunt
(O.C.) And I'm about to stray herb but I'ma pour another cup
A cup of mo' (A.G.) and just a few more blunts
(both) Bon Appetit y'all throw your L's and your drinks up
[Verse 2: O.C.]
Bars get poured out, liqs get poured out
Chicks get drawn out, the whole world, somehow
Remy and cranberry, ?? pass it heavy
Twisted to the point I can't hold a drink steady
A's puffin' his dutch and I'm off gin
With the hardest juice in my
Thats The Way I Always Heard It Should Be Lyrics
My father sits at night with no lights on His cigarette glows in the dark. The living room is still; I walk by, no remark. I tiptoe past the master bedroom where My mother reads her magazines. I hear her call sweet dreams, But I forgot how to dream. But you say it's time we moved in together And raised a family of our own, you and me - Well, that's
vein, it's no pain!My father sits at night with no lights on His cigarette glows in the dark. The living room is still; I walk by, no remark. I tiptoe past the master bedroom where My mother reads her magazines. I hear her call sweet dreams, But I forgot how to dream. But you say it's time we moved in together And raised a family of our own, you and me - Well, that's
On some high grade things, love and happiness
Finesse like the Remy, red and coke in his chest
We get it liver than sippin' a screwdriver
(Word Bond) The Bon Don Juan(???) is like a vulcano with lava
Jack Daniel's hit you like a .38 revolver
Rock you straight will have your hangover tommorow
Take a sip A, fuck that weed
Get your liver dirty, nigga, do it for me
On the count of three I puff that Tran
At the same time you hit the Remy and on
(one, two, three...)
(A.G.) Roll it, spark it, pass if you can't hold it
(O.C.) Pour, drink it, ??? if you can't control it
[Refrain]
O.C. and A.G. yo we drink it and smoke it...