Rosewood Swing - Stranded on One Life Lyrics

Hey, that bitch got a body
Yeah, she got a body, man
Damn. Always think we gonna steal something
What you want, Dog?
Go ahead and give me that Old E. Yeah
You ain't got to be creeping

Stranded on One Life
I'm creepin' up the ave like Suge
Blowin gas like the Lil engine that could (Aye what's up, Nigga!)
My nigga what's good
And as I split the wood
It's no fear hanging off my testes
You want the smoke nigga let's bleed (So you just gonna dog me?)
I'm thinking bout tellin a teller gimme the all cake
All the coins, all the pay you know
Gotta go all the way
I walked up in the store highed as hell pacin' (Aye man Imma' pay you)
As if I was tryna buy a twelve casing, from the Shell's station
The clerk was looking up the aisle for weeks (Aye look bitch stop following me around this mothef*cker)
Like damn, let a nigga browse in peace (you getting on my nerves)
And then I hit my uber driver on the sly
Put the whip in drive
The clerk was like hurry up and buy
What the f*ck am I
Ready to die

These are the days of our lives that I'm livin'
(Bitch I thought I told you open the damn register, jackpot)
These are the days that I'm living I'm livin'
These are the days of our lives that I'm livin'
(Where the other money at man, f*ck that! Man let's just go)
These are the days that I'm livin', I'm livin'
(Why don't give my homeboy his change?)

Yo, my favorite player Butler
And I got a butler
Got a number 40
My 40'll f*ck ya
My favorite player Rose
Po's on me let's go
She pulled me over with no backup
I almost died laughing
So then I left her ass capless
I know she ain't a dyke, but shit
That's what she get for walkin' strapless
If time is money I'm a hour pass paid
How the f*ck I get my check
We livin' in the last days

Oh Shit!

F*ck!

Bitch! Bitch!

Huh

Have a good summer Biatch!