Stuck In The Mud
(专辑: The Sun's Tirade - 2016)
Stuck in the
mud Hoes, dreamers, stuck in the
mud Look at what the
reaper got stuck in the
mud Range, Beamers, stuck in the
mud Two 10's on the
inside, stuck in the
mud Hoes, dreamers, stuck in the
mud Look at what the
reaper got stuck in the
mud Range, Beamers, stuck in the
mud Give me a
day where I
can play and I
can pamper my wrist Chrome inside pampers and shit Grown and defenseless, long for my sister Songs that'll get ya home my nigga I
got a
blunt inside my granny whip Like my granny did, when she was dealing with them damages Yeah turkey bacon cabbages, oh Uh, what happened on a
Saturday? Yeah, we took a
Yukon just to grab my folks I
need a
Groupon for all this dope I
know I
do fine, but what did you find? That bullshit but in due time We acting like we living right, big pimping These broads see stars my nigga We are on guard and killing Y'all niggas hopeless, quote it Stuck in the
mud Hoes, dreamers, stuck in the
mud Look at what the
reaper got stuck in the
mud Range, Beamers, stuck in the
mud Two 10's on the
inside, stuck in the
mud Hoes, dreamers, stuck in the
mud Look at what the
reaper got stuck in the
mud Range, Beamers, stuck in the
mud Look bitch, ain't how that shit when I
be talking And I
get livid on that liquor I
give a
fuck about you, I
want some bossa nova You wanna see the
tower, I
wanna meet the
quota You look like everybody, and if my Henny body focus And if my Henny body focus I'm baptized in that chastised 100 proof dummy suit Junkie, I'm an addict Everybody home, everybody home I
got a
zip we can split, don't let everybody know Yeah, keep it on the
floor Long arm with that quick stash Top Dawg do your bitch bad with a
big back Holla if you with that 20 on this kick back Looking like uh shit, yeah Two 10's on the
inside, stuck in the
mud Hoes, dreamers, stuck in the
mud Look at what the
reaper got stuck in the
mud Range, Beamers, stuck in the
mud Two 10's on the
inside, stuck in the
mud Hoes, dreamers, stuck in the
mud Look at what the
reaper got stuck in the
mud Range, Beamers, stuck in the
mud Yeah, uh, uh, yeah Ooh yeah I
be looking like a
Ooh yeah With two 10's on the
inside Hoes, dreamers Look at what that reaper got you Range, Beamers Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Pop a
Xanny, make your problems go away, yeah uh Pop a
Xanny, make your problems go away, yeah uh I
can handle, make your Bottle go away, yeah magic uh Pop a
Xanny, make your problems go away, yeah uh But I
can handle, make the
bottle go away, yeah magic uh Can I? Can I? Can I? Can I? Can I
sleep for a
while? Can I
work on myself? You ain't loving no more So if they pull up on the
side, I
ain't ducking no more This is after the
half, an emotional dip I
was going too hard, I
was sexting and shit Take a
line baby, spend your mind baby This is just a
California mind statement Oh, shots from the
Ruger, shots from the
Ruger Somebody died but don't nobody care It's all bugged out, I'm still drugged out We miss the
couch and the
lean at my cuhs house Just pop a
Xan baby, make your problems go away, yeah oh I
can handle, make the
bottle go away, hey yeah yeah Just pop a
Xanny, make your problems go away, yeah uh I
can handle, make the
bottle go away, yeah woah woah My cousin got a
script I'm tryna make it flip One baby mama cool one baby mama trip No matter what I
do there always be some shit That nigga need a
hug and I
just need a
fifth My cousin got a
script I'm tryna make it flip One baby mama cool one baby mama trip No matter what I
do there always be some shit This nigga need a
hug and I
just need a
fifth Pop a
Xan baby (No matter what I
do it always be some shit) (No matter what I
do it always be some) Make your problems go away, hey Quarters and halves join in a
band fucking your mind up Quarters and halves join in a
band fucking your mind up Alright now bitches gon' be bitches and you niggas gon' be hoes Only pop it cause you heard it in a
song Alright now bitches gon' be bitches and you niggas gon' be hoes Only pop it cause you heard it in a
song Quarters and halves join in a
band fucking your mind up Quarters and halves join in a
band fucking your mind up Quarters and halves join in a
band fucking your mind up Fucking your mind up, fucking your mind up It's gon' be mine, it's gon' be mine, it's gon' be mine Come to here, [?], that right there, that right there Hahaha