a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

julius de'von - hotel rwanda lyrics

[intro: hotel rwanda]
it is time to clear the great brush good hutu’s of rwanda. we must cut the tall trees. cut all tall trees down!

[chorus: julius de’von]
when i step in the building, show my true persona , that thing on my hip , that be my consigner , now chop em
we don’t play, (chop em) we grind all day (chop em), we don’t play,(chop em) we grind all day
chops em down, chop em down, chop em down (hotel rwanda)
chops em down, chop em down, chop em down (hotel rwanda)

[verse 1: julius de’von]
acceptance from everybody my nig i never need those
i’m a heavyweight like i weigh a trillion kilos
people swear they can look through maybe because i win though (window)
who i look up to i don’t give a f-ck is my hero
i’m too technical like a geek strapped to a gizmo with a handheld computer electronics in a pillow
strip club for me it goes bill, bill, bill then i stop it like that b-tch than got vetoed
cause i’m cold like i’m zero below with a thin coat
ice sculpted gazebo by a glacier and a sinkhole
man i’m done with that -n-logy so y’all can peep though
i get, i get carried over by my own ego
excuse me that’s the liquor talkin’
don’t worry b-tch i’m fine like i got ticketed from parkin’
take caution, this the first warnin’
i do this very often so as i soon as i have watch me cuz

[verse 2: goldcrownjb]
(uh)i told her don’t blame me cause i don’t blame you (you)
you knew i was that n-gg- when i came through (through)
wrist dance and my time entertain you
when it’s over i wonder will we remain cool
bentley, ridin’ like i’m really in the industry
little italy, yeah we got money officially
so we can go ball, kobe in the 4
chasing’ beyoncé money now my pockets like solange
in the lap of luxury and life is a m-ssage
plottin’ on puttin 7 figures in my garage
7 series just spark my interest i’m gon oblige
pro black whip look like w.e.b. dubois
hold up, non fictional quick to say you the man
but around me you invisible do better cause you pitiful
i’m in the coup missin’ roof servin’ like i’m drunk drivin’
pocket dialin’ some bad b-tches
while you drunk dial em (blah)

[verse 3: julius de’von]
so many jewels (jews ) on my wrist i took eight off (adolf)
dog i’m still shinin’ blidin’ like ray charles
flow so f-ckin’ frail i don’t know how to rate y’all
ballin’ on these n-gg-s and i don’t even play ball
so grab a toupee , cause you too fake and you too late
when i pull up in the coup i drop the top like it’s a due date
got d-mn it , i am too great
tell these hoes do what i do say
so ahead that monday didn’t catch my line until it was tuesday
peep out my vendetta, you beat me never
i’m too clever piece 2 and 2 up, that’s 4 shots going, no that is together
for whomever or whatever
i’m ready like whenever
but however i’m storming into this game no matter weather(wether)
get it ? , storming weather , wether storming
i’m a reign (rain) king , got d-mn i’m on it
square -ss n-gg-s feeling really dormant, with that said it’s really boring
you ain’t safe homie , i don crack the coded , hold it , my style -ssorted
i’m the sh-t like toilet boilet aghhhh!!!!!

- julius devon lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS