On Tha Curb lyrics
I’m standing on the curb puffin’ on the herbTryin’ to get what a mother fucker deserveI’m tryin’ to stay high true to the trillaTryin’ to get richer ’cause it’s all about them illaz
I’m standing on the curb puffin’ on the herbTryin’ to get what a mother fucker deserveI’m tryin’ to stay high true to the trillaTryin’ to get richer ’cause it’s all about them illaz
Well that’s the way I put it down are and D we faced the clownPurple essence all around see me an’ my folks we blaze the poundsAin’t no brown it’s all green, players know what the hell I meanGotta whole new scheme and a whole new dreamI just got me a triple beamFrom a dope feen but he a homie thoughUse to be a balla till he started using all his dough
Rock it up, chop it up, may me sack it upThey’re true to the rules don’t be no fool who always actin’ upAn’ they know woofin’ they lovin’ what these gentles cookin’That’s why I’m jukin’, that candy cream with that puddin’Is baby bash all about that cash an’ that Mary JaneYou know tha game, I gots to gets tha money man
I’m standing on the curb puffin’ on the herb
Tryin’ get what a mother fucker deserveI’m tryin’ to stay high true to the trillaTryin’ to get richer ’cause it’s all about them illaz
I’m standing on the curb puffin’ on the herbTryin’ to get what a mother fucker deserveI’m tryin’ to stay high true to the trillaTryin’ to get richer ’cause it’s all about them illaz
My play a dreams are magical, my top notch game is valuableI’m stackin’ my mathematical ’cause I just bumped me a badder hoeWell Las Vegas Nevada hoe, stripper internationalSome big old tits and ass an all, she loves all by that grass I growHer schedule ain’t flexible they all live in MexicoGot a semi truck with hella blow and he scats across the border hoeThat’s why the duck is comin’ buckets posted on the gizzardBlowin’ sweets like they gots trumpets
I’m standing on the curb puffin’ on the herbTryin’ to get what a mother fucker deserveI’m tryin’ to stay high true to the trillaTryin’ to get richer ’cause it’s all about them illaz
I’m standing on the curb puffin’ on the herbTryin’ to get what a mother fucker deserveI’m tryin’ to stay high true to the trillaTryin’ to get richer ’cause it’s all about them illaz
Before I run out let me be cocky ’cause I got the habit
That fluffy rabbit, that purple puss, that white magicIt got them feenin’ for a mouth piece that be poppin’ peas an’Got them sick and queezin’ can’t let them haters be the reasonYou takin’ losses fuckin’ off your credit that ain’t coolAnd then you wonder why these fools ride and blast at youBut that’s the game and the game gonna take a strideIt’s baby bash baby boy I come and take a ride
I’m standing on the curb puffin’ on the herbTryin’ to get what a mother fucker deserveI’m tryin’ to stay high true to the trillaTryin’ to get richer ’cause it’s all about them illaz
I’m standing on the curb puffin’ on the herbTryin’ to get what a mother fucker deserveI’m tryin’ to stay high true to the trillaTryin’ to get richer ’cause it’s all about them illaz
I’m standing on the curb puffin’ on the herbTryin’ to get what a mother fucker deserveI’m tryin’ to stay high true to the trillaTryin’ to get richer ’cause it’s all about them illaz
About On Tha Curb lyrics
Songwriters: Mikel Cee / Ronald Ray Bryant