Down and Out
Album: Purple Haze
Release Date: 12/7/04
Label: Roc-A-Fella Records
Explicit version of "Down and Out" lyrics
Killa
Yeah
Who high
Man
Killa
Aiyyo
The nerve I never hated on murders we meditated
Absurd I hesitated
Hit you from a block away
Drinking sake on a Suzuki
Playing soccer stupid stay in a sucker's place
Pluck ya ace take ya girl f*** her face
She dealing with killa so you love her taste
She swallowing killa 'cause she love the taste
I got brought up with crooking
Kitchen orders that I'm cooking
But got caught up with the chicks
Who really thought I wasn't from Brooklyn
It gets boring just looking
I feel like Bill Cosby
Now the dashboard is wooden from a hard tangled grammar
Interior
My man and Tana
Like the car came with hammers
They trying to say he
I hear niggaz saying he
But our flow's the truest
The game's in a nuisance
Our girls is the models
They coochies the juiciest
Yeah
Yeah
'Cause I'm back on my grind
Money back on my mind
Ye and killa Cam
I keep b****** straight up like Simon says
Open vagina put ya legs behind ya head
Cop me and 1's hon lime and red
You got pets me too mines are dead
Doggy on fire minks gators that's necessary
Accessories my closet's pet cemetery
I get approached by animal activists
I live in a zoo I run scandals with savages
All my niggaz get together to gather loot
Bodyguard for what dog
I go to war old timbs batted boots
Hand grenade goggles and a parachute
Y'all don't even know the name of my fleet
It was touch me
You don't know bout the cases I get
Court case
They trying to say he
I hear niggaz saying he
But our flow's the truest
The game's in a nuisance
Our girls is the models
They coochies the juiciest
Yeah
Yeah
'Cause I'm back on my grind
Money back on my mind
Ye and killa Cam
Yo
My b****** pure thick
Play razor tag slice ya face bury
It's I who come by drive through
Gator told Maury three quarters sky blue
Look at Mami eyes blue
I approached her hi boo
Tony skin Louis
You a stewardess good ma
Now a nigga got baking to bey
Harlem shake naw
Shaking to bake
Kill you shoot the funeral up
And Harlem shake at your wake
Kiss ya picture though you still taped in a lake
I'm laughing you couldn't wait to escape
For anyone who owed you dough I had to load the fo
I hoped a nigga heard when I said I told you so
They trying to say he
I hear niggaz saying he
But our flow's the truest
The game's in a nuisance
Our girls is the models
They coochies the juiciest
Yeah
Yeah
'Cause I'm back on my grind
Money back on my mind
Ye and killa Cam
Mine
Whole Midwest
Chicago of course
South side wild honeys
Columbus holla at ya boy
Dayton
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