und3r th3 sun - the seville 3 lyrics
und3r th3 sun lyrics
[intro: the argo singers & aw3som3 alv1n]
if you miss me
and you can’t find
me nowhere
i done seen it all, oh my god
uh
i done seen it all, oh my god, i swear
uh, uh
[verse 1: aw3som3 alv1n]
nothing new under the sun, n0body ******* with son
i got a couple of sons, a couple of guns
a couple of ****** that bust up the party and **** up the fun
she digging me and i’m cuffing her friend
she ******* you while we ******* for fun
i got her ******* *** *****, that’s my **** ****
she call me ***** like ********* ****
if this sunday dinner, my **** on her *****
i been on the craziest wave, if i’m on the stage
an m is my minimum wage
this ain’t no kennel, behave
****** is with all that barking, we send ’em a stray
so in a way we the dogcatchers
how many bullets your dawg catchin’?
sawed*off, raw dog fashion
hauled off, hope god catch him, d*mn
[chorus: aw3som3 alv1n]
i woke up for some money, ayy, lil’ *****
too many opps in here, tell me who you with, ayy
[verse 2: styl1sh s1m0n]
potato over my gun
i move in silence ’cause ****** be clocking my funds
when they should keep eye on they ***** ’cause baby girl coming with son
****** be judging my moves, but please tell me, what have you done?
my cousin might air out the party for fun
pistol grips get to squeezing
wish a ***** would like liam neeson
i don’t even need a reason, loyalty over treason
***** *****, come and see me
put some respect on my name
what side of my city i claim
i try to stay in my lane
took my advance and put a caprice on them thangs
i’m beatties ford ’til the wheels fall
know some ****** probably ****** ***
who would thought i made it this far?
gold mouf, *****, **** ’em all
[chorus: aw3som3 alv1n]
i woke up for some money, ayy, lil’ *****
too many opps in here, tell me who you with
[verse 3: tact1cal th3odor3]
i just put diamonds on all of my t**th, now they probably think i ain’t intelligent
in the homicide unit interrogation, asking questions, you know i ain’t tell ’em ****
******* call me a jock, all*american
i’m at the top of my class with my lettermen
i remember back in college, ******* knocking on my dorm door
i ain’t never let ’em in
now you know that that’s cap, know i hit a few
ain’t no job, i’m selling gas like i’m jiffy lube
i had a freak, used to **** while her boyfriend in class
i hit her from the back from like 10 to 2
no back and forth with these rappers
they mention me, dissin’ me
no talkin’ back, i won’t mention you
watch, when i come put that iron on your *** and i dip
they gon’ want me to snitch in my interviews
i’m on fire, *****, i’m lit, but i’m really cool
don’t acknowledge the shrimps when they ridicule
they don’t come out after dark, b*tch, i swim with the sharks
you ain’t got enough heart, get a bigger pool
wanna fight but he bigger, i ain’t really trippin’
reach under my shirt, grab a bigger tool
i got a glock with a ****, let’s get physical
they gon’ be hollerin’ out, “rip,” and they missin’ you
they got me started, i might as well finish it (talk your ****)
i’m from charlotte, you know how these ****** do
baby
[chorus: aw3som3 alv1n]
i woke up for some money, ayy, lil’ *****
too many opps in here, tell me who you with
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