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gold saint - 1994 purple pontiac sunfire/sunbird [eyed.uhhh] lyrics

hook:
they saint saint you a naughty guy ….why?
they say saint don’t apologize …i’ve
heard i’m kinda nice but i ain’t polite… right
fast life slowed up with the sprite…. sike

pre-verse:
they think saint don’t give a dam
d-mn
phone ring can’t even front a gram
man
owe me a frank you might lose a hand
and
only fake n-ggas hide the bag swag

verse:
i’m bout graduate
i got a bag to make
i don’t exaggerate
i worked and i had to wait
fake how he fascinate
that n-gga had to hate
now i’m goin ham and eggs
so go ahead and grab a plate
fat boy i add the weight
that noise i had to make
seen every task i take
green all the gr-ss i rake
weed in a fast rotation
you puff and you p-ss with saint
cuz i do not have the patients
i smoke on the gas out the tank

post-verse:
they say saint he a lil off
aka he a lil soft
ok ak spray make your body hot, drop
break yo face no karate chop, stop

hook:
they say saint you a naughty guy why
they say saint don’t apologize i’ve
heard i’m kinda nice but i ain’t polite right
fast life slowed up with the sprite

verse 2:
i’m bout to make a move
i had to break the rules
i cannot fake or fool
talk you might take the tool
sleep in i’m late to school
made a mistake it’s cool
weekends i wait to drool
one day i’ll hate my pool
more money more problems too
but i gotta solve them soon
3 in the afternoon
i smoke till i p-ss the moon
smoking all kinds of glue
it might just get stuck to you
losing man i’m immune
i only take double u’s
i only take w’s
boy i don’t know how to lose
if you wanna win i’ll show you
you wan’ do what i can do?
smoke so much green it’s hard to think
it might be a problem soon
so much d-mn lean in my fountain drink
still toss in another cube
we drive fast speeds on the mountain peak
that pontiac driving smooth
you can’t catch me i’m to hot to beat
speed racer but the stripe is blue
hot boxed back seat still smoking keef
blunt rolling while i drive the coope
sold rocks last week now he off the street
ain’t it funny how life will do you

- gold saint lyrics

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