Jc - Lord Loco's Melody lyrics

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Jc - Lord Loco's Melody lyrics

[Verse 1] The game on tilt Dope House what I built Beans get spilt and n***as get k**ed Sleepin on silk cuz you head got peeled Caught the hot slug blood spillin like milk King of the Hill baby momma named Jill Naw I ain't trippin uhh maybe just a lil Peace to Big Will up in what Mackadosious bu*t naked hoes's doing my promotions Rats n roaches baseball coaches Was '82 now I stay by the ocean In a 3 story while I while I read Orley's Jap on my lap a** flat like Sigourny's She so horny outside its stormy Get my hydro from a n***a named Georgie Purple n sticky smoke like a hippie In the game throwed till you hoes come and get me [Chorus: JC ad libs] [Verse 2] I spit from the neck once again I'm a wreck I like chicken salad with the what vinegrette Like my girl sa**y southern and s**y Creep in my jet ski they tryin to arrest me I'm like Pesci in that movie Goodfellas I hang with dope sellers dear God can you help us Roll a lil forest for the ones who went before us n***a you ain't ballin take them 20's off that Taurus Appologizin momma I'm so sorry about the past For everytime I didn't clean the house and cut the gra** Or the time I threw up on your brand new couches Or the time you caught me cooking up them 9 ounces Drug dealing son ain't much to be proud of My only f**ing goal was to sew the whole town up I promised to get out of the game so many times It's hard to explain so I wrote these lines [Chorus: JC ad libs] [Verse 3] I put the codeine in my soda pop Cops lookin at me like I stole the drop What I can't have things like swing-a-langs Twelve hundred dollar shirts on plastic hangers I'm a +Star+ like +Spangle+ my chain gon jangle 7 carat bracelet on my baby ankle I'ma give my Seiko to my homeboy Pedro I make hoes strip at every state show n***as wanna k** me I'll let y'all tell it You know how many times I heard that sh** Yall n***as sound like parrots I'm a Green Beret y'all n***as green pa-rrots I hit you from the back but you dont land on your chest I pop stress pills like ??? and X I'ma buy things like Rolls's and jets I left a mark on this game and didn't get no credit I got a song called Hate and I can't even spell it [Chorus: JC ad libs]