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Life Jacket (ft. Suga Free & Dom Kennedy)

Woe is me I can't get my bread up when it's so easy

I can't keep my head above the stormy seas

All I need Someone to look out for me

Toss me (A life jacket)Woe is me I can't get my bread up when it's so easy

I can't keep my head above the stormy seas

All I need Someone to look out for me

Toss me (A life jacket)I'm in a Chevy, with the top dropped

I parked both Benzes, but neither's in the shop

I'm on my third Rolex, but show me what's next

And I bet I'll do get it, do it, done it

Dag gone it, I'm a mess

And when I play this guitar

It's goin' make my dick hard

Something like the Scarecrow

Michael Jackson

Fuck the Wizard

I should have gone ?

Bipolar is Julliard

Either extreme, I'll kill you motherfuckers, on the schoolyard

Checks off, in bound

Watch the Quiksta get down

I hate a hacker, Hacker players need to go back

Sit down

Cuz if you ain't with the now

That makes you way back when

And you can keep all of that retro-dated action

Now get up on my time zone

Quit workin' with limestones

Switch that shit for marble and granite

Produced Whitney and Janet

Oh you can't

Nobody else on this planet

It's just me, I'm a plant

And I'm so dope, you can't handle it

I rhyme, and you ramblin'I rhyme and you ramblin'Woe is me I can't get my bread up when it's so easy

I can't keep my head above the stormy seas

All I need Someone to look out for me

Toss me (A life jacket)Yeah, tryna burn somethin'

Buy a lot of books these days

Tryna learn somethin'

Cars that ain't got no miles

You know my style

See me and be like 'wow'

She so aroused

Had to let the windows down

You know the crown

The all white and black White Sox hat

It's goin' down

Take a nigga shoppin' or somethin'

Don't be frontin'

Told everybody we datin', no we wasn't

We was just havin' some fun, then you tripped

Talkin' that relationship shit

Then I dipped

Went to the studio, quick, Got with Quik

Told him 'let me get a 16', made a hit

The O.P.M. money, legit, keep countin'

Last time I made ten records off three ounces

I'ma need a house with a view and three fountains

Just a little something for my niggas to keep bouncin'

Uh, cuz we don't dance much

I still sag and pull my pants up

Aye, ya'll should start doin' stand up

You sold records, pull them scans up

Aye, said my niggas pull them ? up

Aye, now you niggas understand ?

Yeah, Dj Quik hooked the jam up

Sound like he hooked the band up

Suga Free I'm a fan bruh

Aye, this finna fuck the land up

Uh

Cuz it'll neva stop

Your style is like lemonade, it'll neva pop

Everytime you on TV, I don't neva watch

I'm the one who created the game, I can neva flop

Rest in Peace to Etta James, she's in a better spot

This summer I'm making fur and wearing leather hotDj Quik, you're the greatest

Songwriters

BALFOUR, DAVID AHMAD / BLAKE, DAVID MARVIN / HUNN, DOMINIC R. / WALKER, DAJUAN L.Published by

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